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05-14-2016, 10:50 PM
nothing can save you now,
Aithniel was back in the Dragon's Throat where she felt she belonged - her body ripe and ready. Somehow she knew it was time to do whatever it was mares did when they had a baby, and she stayed beneath the shadows of the blood tree in waiting. Time ticked ever onward as daylight gave way to dusk and then to night, and she tapped a cloven hoof, listening to her body and noticing that her baby didn't kick. There was no movement at all - just pressure.
The mare sighed, hoping she hadn't messed anything up with her pregnancy. She wasn't sure she would forgive herself if this was all somehow her fault, but Zera chastised her in her mind, letting her know that she had been careful - just as careful as she had been with him and he was just fine. That brought a smile to her face, if only for a moment because contractions began such a brief time later. With a growl, she rested and birthed the strangest thing.
No wonder nothing was moving. It was an egg! Maybe that's why her mother had left her so long ago? Aithniel turned and stared at it in wonder, blinking her molten silver eyes and guarding it protectively. This was her egg, just like Zera. This was her child - in there somewhere. With a deep breath, she laid down next to it, wrapping a wing over it's creamy surface and waiting with a turned ear for it to start hatching. Zera didn't take long... so she assumed she wouldn't have to wait.
How curious. An egg.
Aithniel munched a little on nearby grass and only left it when she required water or a brisk walk. Otherwise, she stayed very close, keeping an eye and jumping at any perceived movement. Even Zera took turns happily trying to roost, his little body sitting atop it to keep it warm with a smile on his beak. "AIT-hs" he bellowed, still learning how to put words together.
The little sun child jerked her head up and trotted over. "What, Zera? Is it... is it hatching?" Her griffin jumped up and down, pointing a clawed paw and the barest hint of a crack. Aithniel smiled, prancing in excitement.
But burn down our home
I won't leave alive
Please tag me in everything!
