18.Jun.13, 11:55 PM
The warmth of the egg slid along the palm of her hand as she knelt before it, silent and calm. Just before she moved her hand to come away from the egg a gentle nudge and a soft pulsing began within her mind. It was soothing, that sweet pulse that began to speed up until it echoed the steady rhythm of her heart. Was this what it felt like to have a dragon to call your own? The steady bond? The feeling of joining with another being? Her wonder and slight awe shone in her face as her fingertips trailed the light yellow shell. With a sigh she felt the little one retreat to be replaced with a touch of loneliness. With a sad and shy smile, Ameris stood and moved back away from the egg. A hint of the smile was still evident upon her face as she turned to wait patiently for Peorray to finish with the next gold egg.