07.Oct.13, 10:55 PM
The thunderstorm had hit unexpectedly after the heat that had strangled the weyr. Ameris had been trying to cool off when the rains had hit. When the thunder sounded the fear and agitation that she had become familiar with had soaked her mind. Mizeath had scrambled away from their rooms in a desperate attempt to find safety and Ameris had scrambled after her. Not for the first time was she glad she'd left Rislan in the creche. A bang of remorse hit her before being drowned out by Mizeath's fear.
Hot on the heels of the gold, Ameris tracked Mizeath's path. And groaned when she realized where her dragon was headed. The hatching grounds. There were three broody golds in that building and Ameris did not relish the thought of collecting her terrified dragonet in front of them.
She'd just entered the building when the humming started. Son of a bitch! They had to start now? With a slight scowl, Ameris scanned the building in search of a little dragon tail. Mizeath! she hollered silently at the gold, Mizeath, hurry and come out! There will be babies soon! the last was said mostly with desperation and a healthy amount of bribery. Babies were a weakness for the gold and if that didn't get her attention, nothing would.
Babies? came the tentative query.
Yes babies! Hurry now! Come to me she said firmly and was rewarded when her smaller gold slunk from behind the stands. How Mizeath had managed to fit there she didn't know, but fit she did. The gold travelled to her, careful to avoid the much larger golds scattered about and Ameris sighed in relief. The eggs were given a sideways curious glance by Mizeath. How did babies fit in there?
Hot on the heels of the gold, Ameris tracked Mizeath's path. And groaned when she realized where her dragon was headed. The hatching grounds. There were three broody golds in that building and Ameris did not relish the thought of collecting her terrified dragonet in front of them.
She'd just entered the building when the humming started. Son of a bitch! They had to start now? With a slight scowl, Ameris scanned the building in search of a little dragon tail. Mizeath! she hollered silently at the gold, Mizeath, hurry and come out! There will be babies soon! the last was said mostly with desperation and a healthy amount of bribery. Babies were a weakness for the gold and if that didn't get her attention, nothing would.
Yes babies! Hurry now! Come to me she said firmly and was rewarded when her smaller gold slunk from behind the stands. How Mizeath had managed to fit there she didn't know, but fit she did. The gold travelled to her, careful to avoid the much larger golds scattered about and Ameris sighed in relief. The eggs were given a sideways curious glance by Mizeath. How did babies fit in there?