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07.Sep.18, 04:23 AM
“I’m pretty sure ‘telling off their riders’ is the favored pastime of dragons.” Rissa said with a laugh, “I’m sure I’ll get plenty of it before these eggs hatch.” She smiled at T’ryn encouragingly, not wanting him to be too nervous. Bedith was in a good mood and he should take advantage of it while it lasted. The gold might decide she was tired of the bronze pair at any moment and kick them off the Sands.
I would not. Bedith snorted, It would be impolite, considering I invited them here. They only get kicked off if they threaten my clutch.
’How very generous of you,’ Mulrissa teased, watching as Syrendryth and T’ryn took a better look at the eggs. They really were beautiful, and while she knew this was solely bias talking Rissa thought they were the most beautiful dragon eggs she’d ever seen. Bedith wholeheartedly agreed, and she felt Syrendryth and T’ryn’s clear appreciation for the clutch only further proved it — ignoring that they also had reason to think this was the best clutch ever. What was important was that they were appreciative and respectful, and Bedith purred with pride at T’ryn’s praise.
After a few minutes of appreciating the eggs, T’ryn pointed out the gold egg. He was, of course, correct, and Mulrissa nodded in confirmation. While the other eggs had dulled as they dried, the gold had not lost as much of the shine, and was relatively easy to identify. It was also a bit bigger than the others, which was impressive considering the size of the average dragon egg.
“That’s the one,” she said smiling, wondering what the little queen it held would be like. Would she be like her mother? Rissa knew that, with all the children they had, dragons were unlikely to be too similar in temperament to their parents, but she felt golds were more of an exception and were a bit more inclined to take after their mothers. They wouldn’t know until the Hatching, and likely even longer, but it was fun to muse upon the idea.
“I always forget how big eggs are,” Mulrissa added, nodding at the gold egg, “Though perhaps these are so big due to the size of their parents.” she wondered, looking between Bedith and Syrendryth. It was mostly said in jest, but it was actually a good question. Dragons did seem to be getting bigger, so how big would this next generation be? Rissa hadn’t exactly measured every dragon, but Bedith and Syrendryth were definitely on the larger end.
They will be perfectly sized, just like we are, thank you. Bedith interrupted her thoughts primly, making sure everyone on the Sands heard her. Rissa laughed and winked at T’ryn. Dragons.
I would not. Bedith snorted, It would be impolite, considering I invited them here. They only get kicked off if they threaten my clutch.
’How very generous of you,’ Mulrissa teased, watching as Syrendryth and T’ryn took a better look at the eggs. They really were beautiful, and while she knew this was solely bias talking Rissa thought they were the most beautiful dragon eggs she’d ever seen. Bedith wholeheartedly agreed, and she felt Syrendryth and T’ryn’s clear appreciation for the clutch only further proved it — ignoring that they also had reason to think this was the best clutch ever. What was important was that they were appreciative and respectful, and Bedith purred with pride at T’ryn’s praise.
After a few minutes of appreciating the eggs, T’ryn pointed out the gold egg. He was, of course, correct, and Mulrissa nodded in confirmation. While the other eggs had dulled as they dried, the gold had not lost as much of the shine, and was relatively easy to identify. It was also a bit bigger than the others, which was impressive considering the size of the average dragon egg.
“That’s the one,” she said smiling, wondering what the little queen it held would be like. Would she be like her mother? Rissa knew that, with all the children they had, dragons were unlikely to be too similar in temperament to their parents, but she felt golds were more of an exception and were a bit more inclined to take after their mothers. They wouldn’t know until the Hatching, and likely even longer, but it was fun to muse upon the idea.
“I always forget how big eggs are,” Mulrissa added, nodding at the gold egg, “Though perhaps these are so big due to the size of their parents.” she wondered, looking between Bedith and Syrendryth. It was mostly said in jest, but it was actually a good question. Dragons did seem to be getting bigger, so how big would this next generation be? Rissa hadn’t exactly measured every dragon, but Bedith and Syrendryth were definitely on the larger end.
They will be perfectly sized, just like we are, thank you. Bedith interrupted her thoughts primly, making sure everyone on the Sands heard her. Rissa laughed and winked at T’ryn. Dragons.
