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12-17-2016, 10:51 AM
Mesec still couldn’t believe it. Another egg! Lucius was guarding it fiercely, nesting in the crook of Mesec’s wings as they were folded on his back. It didn’t look like Lucius’ egg but the zephyr was convinced that it was going to be another one of him. He had adopted Everly and now the proud roc was hoping for a son he could take under his wing too. The makings of their very own flock! A flock of beautiful, star-strewn birds. Whenever Mesec attempted to point out that there were many different companions that could be housed within the egg, he was blatantly ignored and the dreamy thoughts of Lucius continued without a hitch.
They travelled back to the Edge slowly and by foot. Mesec had expected the egg to hatch immediately, as Lucius did, but it did not seem so inclined. Perhaps it was cold, which was why his other companion was playing the role of mother hen and using his body heat to keep it warm as they travelled.
It was a short trip back to the Edge, thankfully, and Mesec began searching for somewhere out of reach of the wind where they could hunker down and wait for the egg to hatch. He had no idea how long it might be or whether the cold was delaying the action, even with Lucius acting as an incubator. Perhaps they should have travelled south... but it was a long trek to the Heart, especially on hoof.
Remembering the silver-barked trees that grew in the Edge, Mesec wandered the woods until he found one of the groves - the low lying branches having kept snow from blowing into this little spot. It was probably as good as they were going to be able to find - the snow was only a couple inches deep here and the wind wasn’t as biting, so Mesec led the way into the little grove before lowering himself to the ground - very, very carefully. His silver eyes looked to Vesper with a smile, gesturing to Lucius and the egg he was protecting. “What do you think it’s going to be?”
No sooner did he ask, though, than Lucius gave a squawk of surprise and stood up, stepping away from the egg where it was nestled among Mesec’s dark feathers. It had begun to shake a little bit and there was a long crack along the surface facing upward. Mesec froze with his head turned, not wanting any actions of his to damage the creature or the egg, watching with held breath as he egg began to hatch. “Looks like you’re going to be a mother.” He gently teased to Lucius, but the zephyr’s eyes were wide and he had his own head tilted so he could better watch the egg as it began to hatch.
What emerged first wasn’t a beak or a talon, but a small little black nose - sniffing at the cold air before retreating as if whoever it was decided that it was simply too cold to hatch today.
They travelled back to the Edge slowly and by foot. Mesec had expected the egg to hatch immediately, as Lucius did, but it did not seem so inclined. Perhaps it was cold, which was why his other companion was playing the role of mother hen and using his body heat to keep it warm as they travelled.
It was a short trip back to the Edge, thankfully, and Mesec began searching for somewhere out of reach of the wind where they could hunker down and wait for the egg to hatch. He had no idea how long it might be or whether the cold was delaying the action, even with Lucius acting as an incubator. Perhaps they should have travelled south... but it was a long trek to the Heart, especially on hoof.
Remembering the silver-barked trees that grew in the Edge, Mesec wandered the woods until he found one of the groves - the low lying branches having kept snow from blowing into this little spot. It was probably as good as they were going to be able to find - the snow was only a couple inches deep here and the wind wasn’t as biting, so Mesec led the way into the little grove before lowering himself to the ground - very, very carefully. His silver eyes looked to Vesper with a smile, gesturing to Lucius and the egg he was protecting. “What do you think it’s going to be?”
No sooner did he ask, though, than Lucius gave a squawk of surprise and stood up, stepping away from the egg where it was nestled among Mesec’s dark feathers. It had begun to shake a little bit and there was a long crack along the surface facing upward. Mesec froze with his head turned, not wanting any actions of his to damage the creature or the egg, watching with held breath as he egg began to hatch. “Looks like you’re going to be a mother.” He gently teased to Lucius, but the zephyr’s eyes were wide and he had his own head tilted so he could better watch the egg as it began to hatch.
What emerged first wasn’t a beak or a talon, but a small little black nose - sniffing at the cold air before retreating as if whoever it was decided that it was simply too cold to hatch today.
MESEC
the nightwind
@Vesper and any!
hatching thread :D
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