04.Aug.21, 01:06 PM
Ulliendis was amused by his little mind-invader; and a bit dizzy from the swirly patterns he swore he could see clearly. He gave answer to as many questions as he could catch, finding it easy to do given his love of talking, even if he wasn't actually talking. But he was a wordsmith and could create delightful images with them and paint what he saw in his mind for others to enjoy. Mostly. He preferred the shadier side of the Harper Hall that so many people seemed to forget about or simply didn't know exist but he could still tell one hell of a story. So he did. Bringing up images to answer questions and purposely linking them to something else that might interest his friend, and smiling when he stumped the creature more often than not. Would this one be as delightful upon hatching or will it have a better understanding of such things when it came into the world? It was hard to say but Ulliendis leaned more toward to the theory that dragonets understood so much within minutes of hatching because of their mate's knowledge. It made the most sense to him.
Before parting, Ulliendis brought up an image of a heart to reflect his love of their time together and physically blew a kiss at the egg. Such fun! He was definitely inspired to go after some more and compare the interactions. And that he did after a few minutes of waiting for an opening and moving in. He eyed the egg for a moment, though he couldn't say why. They all really did look the same, save for the gold with its slight glimmering he swore it had. Satisfied with his odd moment of inspection, Ulliendis set his palm on the surface.
Egg 11, please
Before parting, Ulliendis brought up an image of a heart to reflect his love of their time together and physically blew a kiss at the egg. Such fun! He was definitely inspired to go after some more and compare the interactions. And that he did after a few minutes of waiting for an opening and moving in. He eyed the egg for a moment, though he couldn't say why. They all really did look the same, save for the gold with its slight glimmering he swore it had. Satisfied with his odd moment of inspection, Ulliendis set his palm on the surface.
Egg 11, please