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14.Jul.13, 11:14 AM
R’nya watched silently as Kahleena reassured Okalinath that three dud eggs were perfectly normal and nothing to be ashamed of before the gold dragon moved to dump the two remaining eggs between, clearing the Sands of their unbroken shells. Despite that, no one went near the dumped and rotten remains of the one that had been broken. Someone had kicked sand over it to mask the scent, but R’nya could still smell it. It was unfortunate that the shell had been broken, though the contents had revealed that nothing had ever made it into being inside. It was better that way. The bronzerider’s shoulders prickled uncomfortably as he remembered the sickly clutch Cerith had produced during the plague, and the damaged, malformed and unhealthy dragonets it had produced. Far better the eggs be dumped between, and far better the one that was broken produced no foetus.
Now is not the time for such memories, Sir. Xyreith interrupted his train of thoughts, the dragon’s own voice lingering in the realms of regret, though he forcefully banished R’nya’s uncomfortable memories and cleared space in the man’s mind as he directed his rider’s attention towards the two new gold babies. That brought an almost-smile to the bronzerider’s lips and he excused himself politely from Rhaedalyn to walk briskly across the Sands to where the two young women looked more than a little shell shocked by the latest additions to their lives.
“My ladies.” He stopped a polite distance away, and bowed slightly to them, before stepping forward with a gentle hug and a chaste kiss to each girl’s cheek. He was terribly proud of them, and their little ones were such pretty little things! “Would you introduce us?” The bronzerider crossed his ankles, and lowered himself carefully to the ground, sitting before the two young golds and waiting patiently.
Gold One, and Gold Two, Xyreith put in snidely to R’nya, approaching quietly from behind the group and across the sands. He peered back over his shoulder once, to see if Aradissicath or Okalinath and their girls were going to come over as well, before peering at the group before his rider with his usual less than pleasant expression.
“My ladies.” He stopped a polite distance away, and bowed slightly to them, before stepping forward with a gentle hug and a chaste kiss to each girl’s cheek. He was terribly proud of them, and their little ones were such pretty little things! “Would you introduce us?” The bronzerider crossed his ankles, and lowered himself carefully to the ground, sitting before the two young golds and waiting patiently.
