04.May.14, 09:02 PM
Kiamyn watched her friend as she chose the first little flit to hatch and subsequently coaxed it into her lap and heart. She was glad for her friend, a little green could do her wonders and would definately fit her... openess. Kia had once been like that. Carefree and wild, not afraid to show off or smile with abandon. No happy thoughts! she reminded herself, watching the green. Kia laughed at the creature's clear personality "I think Mimic is a great name for her." She fished out a cloth to let Syra clean her hands. "You should eat, I brought too much for myself anyway."
Kia turned back to the eggs. Only three of them would hatch, it seemed. Two of the eggs were not moving at all, including the gold. Kia shot the mother flit a sympathetic look. One of them had a small crack down the middle almost perfectly splitting the egg. Just as Syra leaned back, it burst in two, one shell hitting it's neighbor and aiding the crack in its own egg. Out spilled a gooey brown who looked around and spotted the meat Syra lay around the nest, not even batting an eye at Kia. The firelizards watching over the nest chittered at it and it cooed at them before crawling over to join its family, belly bulging.
The next clawed open its egg and flopped out heels over head. Kia laughed trying to fill her head with the thought of hunger. She fished in the bowl for a piece of meat to offer the little bronze. It stared at her hand with intent then swiveled its eye at her and gave a derisive snort before prancing to the other pieces of meat. "Well that's a 'no' if I ever saw one." The flit moved between the last few pieces of meat on the ground and looked back at the piece in her hand before deciding against it and moved towards his family. "One more egg."
The last one had one lackadaisical swoosh of brown on its creme shell. Little bulges hit here and there working on breaking the egg as thoroughly as possible. Finally it seemed that the little guy inside had enough of punching and peeking and wanted to see the light in more than just a little circle it had clawed out. It stretched its neck and tail out to break the egg, sending shards all over the place, the other lizards chittering encouragement. A little blue sat on the ground, crown of shell placed on his head and covering his eyes. He seemed so confused sitting there that Kia couldn't help but giggle and help the shell off his face.
He cocked his head at her and tried to copy the sound before suddenly spotting the raw meat in her other hand. With sudden abandon, he attacked the meat, swallowing it down almost whole then looking at Kia expectantly. Her hunger surprised her, picking out another few choice pieces of wherry for the little flit who chortled at her as if to say "hurry up!" After his belly was bulging, the blue nudged her hand and cooed thankfully, then looked at her with colors changing happily through his eyes. "You're very welcome" she said.
He tried echoing her. Kiamyn's eyebrows shot up in surprise before she nudged Syra. "If your's is a Mimic, mine is an Echo." Echo climbed into her hand and wrapped his tail around her wrist, gently flapping his wings to dry off. "He's such a pretty teal color, isn't he?" she asked, smiling.
Kia turned back to the eggs. Only three of them would hatch, it seemed. Two of the eggs were not moving at all, including the gold. Kia shot the mother flit a sympathetic look. One of them had a small crack down the middle almost perfectly splitting the egg. Just as Syra leaned back, it burst in two, one shell hitting it's neighbor and aiding the crack in its own egg. Out spilled a gooey brown who looked around and spotted the meat Syra lay around the nest, not even batting an eye at Kia. The firelizards watching over the nest chittered at it and it cooed at them before crawling over to join its family, belly bulging.
The next clawed open its egg and flopped out heels over head. Kia laughed trying to fill her head with the thought of hunger. She fished in the bowl for a piece of meat to offer the little bronze. It stared at her hand with intent then swiveled its eye at her and gave a derisive snort before prancing to the other pieces of meat. "Well that's a 'no' if I ever saw one." The flit moved between the last few pieces of meat on the ground and looked back at the piece in her hand before deciding against it and moved towards his family. "One more egg."
The last one had one lackadaisical swoosh of brown on its creme shell. Little bulges hit here and there working on breaking the egg as thoroughly as possible. Finally it seemed that the little guy inside had enough of punching and peeking and wanted to see the light in more than just a little circle it had clawed out. It stretched its neck and tail out to break the egg, sending shards all over the place, the other lizards chittering encouragement. A little blue sat on the ground, crown of shell placed on his head and covering his eyes. He seemed so confused sitting there that Kia couldn't help but giggle and help the shell off his face.
He cocked his head at her and tried to copy the sound before suddenly spotting the raw meat in her other hand. With sudden abandon, he attacked the meat, swallowing it down almost whole then looking at Kia expectantly. Her hunger surprised her, picking out another few choice pieces of wherry for the little flit who chortled at her as if to say "hurry up!" After his belly was bulging, the blue nudged her hand and cooed thankfully, then looked at her with colors changing happily through his eyes. "You're very welcome" she said.
He tried echoing her. Kiamyn's eyebrows shot up in surprise before she nudged Syra. "If your's is a Mimic, mine is an Echo." Echo climbed into her hand and wrapped his tail around her wrist, gently flapping his wings to dry off. "He's such a pretty teal color, isn't he?" she asked, smiling.