[past] Rainbow Marmee's Flitter Hatching (Kitchens)

[sweetlilangel]

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.

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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.

[Birdy ಠ_ಠ]

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[Simile]

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...