04.Jun.18, 01:27 PM
Bedith was decidedly unimpressed by the day so far. Not only had she been woken up too early to go to some other gold’s Hatching, but the Hatching had been less than amazing. Not that Bedith cared overly much, but Nadioth’s behavior over a brown son of hers had been less than ideal, and the misshapen green was distasteful to see. Those eggs grew thicker shells for a reason and were not meant to hatch and reveal their undesirable contents. Bedith made it a point to remember not to let Rhezalth catch her anytime soon, as there was no way to know whether it was Nadioth or the bronze who flew her who was responsible for the issues with the Clutch. And Bedith would risk nothing when it came to her own future Clutches.
The gold sighed as she watched the last few dragonets Impress, including a fight between two of them. Bedith snorted disdainfully and rested her head back on the ledge she rested upon. As much as she would love to leave right then and there, she knew her rider would want to check in with her son, let her children talk to each other, check in with her nephew, blah blah blah, human stuff Bedith cared little for but put up with because it was important to Mulrissa. Bedith knew the Hatching had upset her rider, though for different reasons than it upset her, and she would gracefully allow her all the time she needed to feel better about it and talk with her son. The boy hadn’t gotten hurt, and the nephew had gotten a minor scratch at worst, so why fuss over them? Bedith didn’t understand, but mentally shrugged it off. It made Mulrissa feel better, so she would put up with it. Even if all she wanted was to get out of these Hatching Grounds and go back to sleep.
The gold sighed as she watched the last few dragonets Impress, including a fight between two of them. Bedith snorted disdainfully and rested her head back on the ledge she rested upon. As much as she would love to leave right then and there, she knew her rider would want to check in with her son, let her children talk to each other, check in with her nephew, blah blah blah, human stuff Bedith cared little for but put up with because it was important to Mulrissa. Bedith knew the Hatching had upset her rider, though for different reasons than it upset her, and she would gracefully allow her all the time she needed to feel better about it and talk with her son. The boy hadn’t gotten hurt, and the nephew had gotten a minor scratch at worst, so why fuss over them? Bedith didn’t understand, but mentally shrugged it off. It made Mulrissa feel better, so she would put up with it. Even if all she wanted was to get out of these Hatching Grounds and go back to sleep.