Post by sweetlilangel on Apr 28, 2011 21:47:09 GMT -8
Mira could not help but grin at the silly picture the little white made as she was suddenly halted by the black. She even mentally added whirls and stars indicate the stunned look that the white possessed as she stumbled towards the humans.. Towards.. Her..
The image was set aside as she scooped the sweet little firelizard up and began feeding her from the bowl of meat. "Well then," She said, tilting her head slightly. "We shall call you.. "
We will call her Kemma. I like the sound of it. You can name the next one. Will you make something of her for me? Mistraeth informed her.
We don't even know there will be a next, love, but okay. We will call her Kemma and I will make a tapestry of her to hang in our weyr. Mira agree, smiling down at the white.
Of course, she could not help but spare a glance for the black and "his" egg. That would also make a good scene for a blanket or tapestry. With her loom having rarely been used since Impression, she was eager to make a few things and practice her weaving skills. Poppa would also like to receive something from her.
V'ren lifted the darkblue with a rather blank expression, and grabbed some of the nearby meat with the other hand. It was quickly stuffed into his mouth and V'ren couldn't help but laugh a little.
"Oh Lith and Manon will love you, Gismu." He said, stuffing another piece of meat in the mouth that had opened as a request for more.
You didn't... V'ren, you barely care for yourself.
I care for the two of you just fine. Don't worry. V'ren responded. It didn't matter anyways. It wasn't as if he could on do it even if he wanted to. He didn't, but that was beside the point.
The black pushed at his egg, it was cracking. With tiny sharp claws he pried off pieces of the shell and forced his egg's inhabitant into the world. The blue, lightly colored for his color, looked, beaming at the black. He'd done it! He'd hatched, he sure hoped the black was proud of him!
The blue froze, hearing a noise. Was that coming from him? Oh it was his stomach. He broke out in a run, followed closely by the black who didn't want the blue out of his sight. Together they found their way to K'rec. Chirping in unison they looked at him expectantly.
Now only the moonlight and the citrine were left. The citrine, still cozying up to Marmee began feeling the terrible feeling of hunger in her stomach. She didn't want to leave her mommy though! Creening in distress the flitter looked around, what was she going to do? Marmee blinked and nudged the flitter towards the humans, she had to pick one! Still creening the flitter crawled over Marmee and wit much difficulty made it to Paralee. If she couldn't have her mommy she could have her mommy's bonded!
Now the moonlight was the last on the hearth. He blinked, realizing his situation. With a squeak he clumsily made his way towards the humans. Bumping into the first one he met he closed his eyes and opened his mouth. Oh, he should see who he was choosing shouldn't he? It was V'ren.
The hatching over, Marmee chirruped in congratulations and then flitted over to curl happily around Paralee's neck. Paralee, who was busy feeding the Citrine, giggled as the yellow firelizard tried desperately to reach her mother. "Later, Musume," she cooed, patting her head.
K'rec looked down at the two, surprised at first, staring down at them for a moment before he acted quickly, reaching for some of the meat from one of the bowls then kneeling down and quickly plopping the food into their mouths, amazed that he had Impressed at all, much less to a pair of flitters who were obviously quite attached to each other. The little brothers.
Torrenth hrrmphed. Mine, what are they called?
K'rec blinked. What would he name them?
They do not know their names? Torrenth sounded rather surprised.
"No, they don't, Torrenth," he answered absent mindedly. He looked at the two... Well... "I suppose... I could call you... Skirin (Sky-rihn)... And... You... Koel (Ko-el)..." He looked at the little blue, Skirin and then to the little black, Koel. Well... They weren't that great of names...