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10.Aug.19, 11:48 AM
Narinoa held his breath as one of the eggs started cracking and a little nose peeked through. He couldn’t tell the colour at first, not until the head was free but then it didn’t register as his beastcrafter training kicked in and he knew something wasn’t right about the hatchling. The way it slithered free had him concerned and he took a couple of steps forward without a care about the rules of the Sands in place for their safety. All he saw was a creature in need of assistance and he couldn’t stand by and let it suffer like that.
The whimpering cry broke his heart and it was what had him moving to assist the clearly malnourished dragonet. He didn’t think he was the mate to the poor dear since he didn’t even hear a soft whimper in his head but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but saving a life… until he was too slow to do anything. He was steps away when the shuddering sigh hit him and he watched in horror as the little green—he noticed now—went limp… lifeless.
He barely had time to register that before Thallyath’s demand startled him enough to take a step back and glance at the sound of another egg cracking. The sound didn’t hold his attention for long as he looked back at the dead hatchling that didn’t even have enough strength to go between on its own. He felt his stomach churning as he looked back at the egg that was likely about to hatch next and Narinoa couldn’t stop thinking about how it might share the same fate.
The whimpering cry broke his heart and it was what had him moving to assist the clearly malnourished dragonet. He didn’t think he was the mate to the poor dear since he didn’t even hear a soft whimper in his head but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but saving a life… until he was too slow to do anything. He was steps away when the shuddering sigh hit him and he watched in horror as the little green—he noticed now—went limp… lifeless.
He barely had time to register that before Thallyath’s demand startled him enough to take a step back and glance at the sound of another egg cracking. The sound didn’t hold his attention for long as he looked back at the dead hatchling that didn’t even have enough strength to go between on its own. He felt his stomach churning as he looked back at the egg that was likely about to hatch next and Narinoa couldn’t stop thinking about how it might share the same fate.
