Warning: Interrogation M'ayen hadn't honestly intended to pull the lad back in that evening. It had seemed sensible to wait another day, work out what he was going to do, find a cover story for when

IC Date Reference: Set approximately 4-5 days post hatching. Approximately IC date 8.28.9.2. She had actually received the parcel from Harper Fenlyn several days before the explosion that had rocked

The bronze, gleaming and strong, attracted Sigyth's attention- but only for a moment, as Runaath called out to her, and did a flip just for her, bugling her approval and reaching for him, eyes

Prove himself? Hadn't he done so by rising to chase her? It wasn't his fault that a bronze had decided to intrude! He deepened his wingbeats, gathered his strength, and did a little aerial

"From what I understand, the dragons have uterine horns, not dissimilar to canines and the eggs develop along them," Dytha said. "I found a partial drawing in some of the old hides the Old Timers left

"Wait, what?" Kalain was still wrestling with Sleek passing on his secret that he almost didn't hear the reply. It took a minute for the words to process. He blinked and blushed. "Really?"

"Just take a deep breath," Y'sir said. "Try to focus on what you're doing. One thing at a time. Unfortunately I can't do much to tell you to block out the memories or you'll scare Dardueth, but maybe

Everyone needed someone who didn’t count, who they could trust to ask to help on something without ever a word being breathed about again. And Cremsden had Cuylar. Thank Faranth he’d asked K’ren

(OOC: *dies*) ~~Why he not just say. Silly two-legs.~~ Chato said, then helpfully sent the picture Sleek had sent him to Tam. Not expecting this, Tam jumped, eyes widening in final understanding.

IC Date Reference: Set approximately 8.28.8.26. Sometimes you found patients where you weren’t expecting them. Cremsden had been standing in the breakroom mostly just staring into space for a good

"What are dragon eggs like?" she inquired interestedly. Flare shifted from foot to foot, fanning her wings in mild discomfort, but not overly so.

It was a nice enough day...by Arolos standards anyway. Which is to say it was a rainy afternoon and quite warm. Not that it bothered B'ryn much. He was from around here. Some of their transfers who

She felt so weak, so overwhelmed, so very, very tired. Beside her, Dardueth stood, still bloody, but eyes whirling a concerned yellow. Trying to remember her classes, she stiffed her back and

Sleek wasn't any happier. They'd stopped playing and she pressed against Chato for comfort. At the question, she rifled through Kalain's mind. The answer wasn't hard to find with it being right on the

Y'sir would have hugged Trifali if it wouldn't have been a very bad idea. Especially with this Hatchling. Instead he kept telling her it'd be okay in different ways until they approached the feeding

Kalain wasn't saying something. Tamalak knew that, but he couldn't figure it out. Chato didn't like how confused Tamalak was. His and Sleek's kept talking in circles, and Tam was getting muzzy from

She went. Not out of a sense of duty, but because he was a friendly, if unfamiliar, face who offered her answers. Dardueth beside her, they left the horrors on the sands behind. She only wished she

"You can do this," Y'sir said. "Then we'll get you guys cleaned up. Okay? Come with me."

((Give me more meat,)) Rusalth crooned. If a dragon could have purred, she would have managed it. And never mind that she had plenty of her own food. "You have enough meat," Kashara said, gently

{{Sigyth, goddess of freedom and glory, I have won many green and even some goldflights. I am a caring mate and will be good to you after,}} Seteieth said, ready to tap into his strength and lunge