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30.Jul.22, 06:11 AM
Cazelarias didn’t relax until he and N’reh were seated silently in the stands. He’d waved shyly and subtly to his sister before ducking down and doing his best to remain hidden. He still felt like everyone knew about what had happened between himself and N’reh when Malvayth flew, even though both Cazan and N’reh told him that wasn’t true. N’reh knew because he was there, of course, but Cazan had been informed by a slightly hysterical Cazelarias a few days after the fact. She’d had to work hard to calm him down, almost literally off the ledge, but between her and N’reh, Cazelarias had at least accepted what had happened, even if remembering it and the flashes that came back, caused the young man to writhe in mortification.
Blushing, head still ducked, Cazelarias quietly took N’reh’s hand and laced their fingers together, squeezing gently before shifting his gaze to the rocking eggs. Their relationship or… whatever… it was that they were. Well, Cazelarias was ridiculously uncomfortable with it all. Honestly, he had no idea what he was doing, and that made him feel even more awkward and stupid. He was good at being stupid, he figured, frowning down at the eggs as the first one finally Hatched, the little beasty seemingly full of personality. Cazelarias glanced towards his sister and A’tay, watching them curiously to see what they made of this first baby. He remembered that it was best when a higher colour hatched first, and Cazelarias knew brown was the second ranked, so that was good, right? Cazelarias was about to turn his attention to N’reh to confirm this, when the gold egg toppled over and that baby presented herself. He blinked, frowning as the little gold monster played with … her eggshell?
More of the miniature monsters appeared, each of them finding a human companion whose life they could ruin. Cazelarias chewed on his bottom lip, wishing he could have just stayed in N’reh’s bed, where it had been warm and comfortable, and he hadn’t had to pretend to be excited for his sister’s monster’s baby monsters to find their human companions. Why did the monsters even need a human companion? Cazelarias’ inner turmoil was interrupted by N’reh’s mumbling something, and he glanced at the bluerider, then followed his gaze to where a little green monster was coming towards them. Cazelarias leaned back in his seat instinctively, even though there were a few rows between them and the wall that separated them from the sands.
Then there was another green monster peering over the wall, and then a third. What was going on? Cazelarias glanced anxiously towards N’reh, his mouth opening to ask what the fuck was happening, when suddenly the first green one – it was boosted up by one of the others. Cazelarias felt his eyes widen as the dragonet toppled off the wall and into the foot area of the first row, people scrambling out of her way. Cazelarias whimpered slightly, eyebrows furrowed together and bottom lip clasped firmly between his teeth, eyes trained on the bright little green. This all felt like a close up déjà vu from when his sister had Impressed her monster. Of course, he had been on the opposite side of the sands then, from the action, and he would much prefer to be far, far away from the monsters now, too.
What is a ‘monster’? The gentle, feminine voice washed over Cazelarias and he drew back further, spluttering. He’d been so locked up in his own thoughts, he’d forgotten how loud and impatient the hatchlings could be; now he was back in reality, all he could hear was the babbling of loud babies demanding answers to the stupidest of questions. There is no such thing as a stupid question though, right? The warm and sweet voice washed over him again, and Cazelarias watched with horror and a small – tiny – ember of awe as the little green dragon pushed herself up over the benches, crawling up towards himself and N’reh, and finally perched herself casually and very neatly on the bench in front of them. Cazelarias whimpered again, eyes wide as saucers and breath puffing out shrilly between his teeth.
It took an elbow to the side from N’reh for Cazelarias to do more than stare in abject terror at the dragonet. The little green monster. Spotty green monster. Oh, oh no. No. No. “No,” Cazelarias whimpered, but he wasn’t sure if it was in answer to the dragonet’s question, or in retaliation to the apparent Impression. Cazelarias turned a gaze of pure betrayal upon his sister, who was staring back at him, and he bit his lip again. Desperately, Cazelarias squeezed the fingers that had been twined with N’reh’s, but found his hand empty. His gaze shifted to look at the bluerider, begging for help without uttering a word, but didn’t get a chance to ask or demand anything because the green monster spoke again.
Are you going to feed me? Harakath asked; and she was exceedingly polite, her head tilted slightly to one side and Cazelarias felt himself trembling, and probably would have just sat there like a total idiot if N’reh hadn’t elbowed him again. He jerked, mumbling out a soft ‘oh’, and watched as Harakath’s gaze shifted to look at N’reh curiously, before she turned her attention back on Cazelarias. He tried not to flinch when she settled that serious expression on him, but he didn’t really succeed. He definitely flinched, gaze darting away, looking for someone to rescue him. Someone? Please?
Hmm. Harakath hummed softly, still watching Cazelarias thoughtfully. Come, I need food. You need to take me, over there, and she turned her nose towards where her siblings were being fed and oiled. That seemed like it would be nice, too. Standing, Harakath stretched elegantly, arching her back and flaring her wings out, before stretching her nose forward and licking Cazelarias’ chin. Shall I lead you, or will you lead me? she asked playfully; it took a moment, but finally Cazelarias stood up, and Harakath trotted ahead of him, stumbling often as she went, leading the way back down to the sands, and across them, so she could be fed. Cazelarias walked with his head ducked, and his shoulders high around his ears, trying with great intensity to be invisible.
Blushing, head still ducked, Cazelarias quietly took N’reh’s hand and laced their fingers together, squeezing gently before shifting his gaze to the rocking eggs. Their relationship or… whatever… it was that they were. Well, Cazelarias was ridiculously uncomfortable with it all. Honestly, he had no idea what he was doing, and that made him feel even more awkward and stupid. He was good at being stupid, he figured, frowning down at the eggs as the first one finally Hatched, the little beasty seemingly full of personality. Cazelarias glanced towards his sister and A’tay, watching them curiously to see what they made of this first baby. He remembered that it was best when a higher colour hatched first, and Cazelarias knew brown was the second ranked, so that was good, right? Cazelarias was about to turn his attention to N’reh to confirm this, when the gold egg toppled over and that baby presented herself. He blinked, frowning as the little gold monster played with … her eggshell?
More of the miniature monsters appeared, each of them finding a human companion whose life they could ruin. Cazelarias chewed on his bottom lip, wishing he could have just stayed in N’reh’s bed, where it had been warm and comfortable, and he hadn’t had to pretend to be excited for his sister’s monster’s baby monsters to find their human companions. Why did the monsters even need a human companion? Cazelarias’ inner turmoil was interrupted by N’reh’s mumbling something, and he glanced at the bluerider, then followed his gaze to where a little green monster was coming towards them. Cazelarias leaned back in his seat instinctively, even though there were a few rows between them and the wall that separated them from the sands.
Then there was another green monster peering over the wall, and then a third. What was going on? Cazelarias glanced anxiously towards N’reh, his mouth opening to ask what the fuck was happening, when suddenly the first green one – it was boosted up by one of the others. Cazelarias felt his eyes widen as the dragonet toppled off the wall and into the foot area of the first row, people scrambling out of her way. Cazelarias whimpered slightly, eyebrows furrowed together and bottom lip clasped firmly between his teeth, eyes trained on the bright little green. This all felt like a close up déjà vu from when his sister had Impressed her monster. Of course, he had been on the opposite side of the sands then, from the action, and he would much prefer to be far, far away from the monsters now, too.
It took an elbow to the side from N’reh for Cazelarias to do more than stare in abject terror at the dragonet. The little green monster. Spotty green monster. Oh, oh no. No. No. “No,” Cazelarias whimpered, but he wasn’t sure if it was in answer to the dragonet’s question, or in retaliation to the apparent Impression. Cazelarias turned a gaze of pure betrayal upon his sister, who was staring back at him, and he bit his lip again. Desperately, Cazelarias squeezed the fingers that had been twined with N’reh’s, but found his hand empty. His gaze shifted to look at the bluerider, begging for help without uttering a word, but didn’t get a chance to ask or demand anything because the green monster spoke again.
