Collecting Pretties [Firelizard Hatching]

It was a massacre, of sorts. She steadied Indivara, who proceeded to curse up a blue streak and stare at a firelizard who seemed to think that the girl's toe resembled a meatroll. ("If you want to feed it something other than toe, Indi, I have food in my pouch.") And that would turn her off her supper, if nothing else. What a diet plan- toe rolls? Euck. Jada shook her head, amber eyes flicking to the next piece of the scene. "Ellaira!" she waved to the other woman, lips twitching into a friendly smile.Wherries flying about, snatching little creatures from the air and devouring them, little lizards crawling over people, sinking claws and teeth into flesh... tongues into... was that gold sticking her green tongue down Erisi's throat? Oh come on. "Like is such a mild word," she observed as she watched her classmate fling himself to the ground in defeat, "Considering I think she is the first creature I've ever seen Erisi kiss." Not that she was keeping much of an eye out, but for all the talk about his habits... ah well.

She plucked out a piece of meatroll from her pouch, tossing it to the ground near his head. Maybe she'd get lucky and it would get the creature off of him? Or maybe not. It was a baby. An affectionate one, too. She plucked out another piece of her now-untrustworthy lunch and glanced from person to person, trying to gauge where this new piece should go. Were there any more facehuggers in the area?

“Goldrider Jada?  W-what should we do?  Candidate Master B’jin had spoken out very strongly against firelizards, but the little things are being eaten by the Wherries or disappearing between!  Are they safe between?” The voice that called out to her was timid but sweet, familiar. Jada blinked, taken quite aback by the fact that someone was actually reaching out to her and asking a question. It was quite the turn of events for her, actually! Was she being asked an actual question though? How would she know anything about firelizards? What did she know about them apart from stories? She stared at Aparicus blankly, and licked her lips, racking her brain to try and think of what she should do. The general consensus would probably be that Jada should shut up and let someone else answer, but she'd been asked directly, and- oh dear.

"I-" HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA. "I would think so?" she tried to not fail at sounding confident. "It- They- Cousins. Dragons." her eloquence was astounding. D'ren would probably be proud. Or not. At least she knew Tsereni would be impressed, if the little girl had been around? "I think we need- Ah!" A shrill shriek was met by a shrill shriek as a warm body wrapped itself around her arm, and her hand gripped in two tiny clawed ones.

A brown firelizard was tugging at the meatroll, and she relinquished the small bit without a fight. Not like her fingers had any nerves in them by this point. Pern seemed to spin, and Jada blinked her eyes at the little creature. So small and precious, and brown. The small, angled head tilted, eyes connecting with her own, and the firelizard gave a creel. She was so hungry, Jada realized... before realizing that she wasn't hungry at all. Reaching into her pouch with her free hand, Jada ripped off another chunk of meatroll and offered it to the newborn supplicant. "And what's your name?" she asked him inanely, not really expecting an answer. Her expectations were thoroughly met, as her words were disregarded in favor of the firelizard taking the next bite of food from her fingers.