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Aedan kept up with Minya's slow pace easily, one of only about half of those who had come who wasn't exhausted from the long trip. For the most part, he was silent as well. There were a few indications that he might have been talking minutely with Minya either through their connection or vocally, but nothing was loud enough to be strongly heard.

Minya took them inland from the beach, leading the small group through the field of flowers and upwards, into the shallow ridge of mountains. The sloped sides were gentle, though the grass and flowers faded away into drier dirt and rocks. After a time, they crested a ridge and were looking down on another field no less stunning than the one they had first seen. But there was something uniquely different about this field. The magic it radiated wasn't simply felt - it could be seen. The buds on flowers were of varying sizes, most closed and obviously growing. Some were almost in full bloom, though their petals revealed nothing of the pollinating traits of stamens and pistols that most plants had; instead, there were normal-sized actual Kyn eggs - of all different species and colors.

The path ahead sloped and twisted down into the valley between the mountains, looming straight into these Birthing Flowers. "Again, I urge you to not touch. Contact with a flower before it's time can corrupt the egg - and destroy the one touching it." Powerful magic indeed.

Rosemary gulped- she was seconds away from landing on one of the flowers. Since she hadn't done much of the actually flying here, she decided that she didn't need to rest her wings for now and stayed in the air. What a fool she would be, if her life was to end because she landed on a Kyn egg.

Looking at one egg near her, Rosemary examined it from a safe distance. Was her mother from one of these flowers? Rosemary had been borne to feral kyns, but someone from her ancestor...were they actually from a flower? realizing she was falling behind, Rosemary sped up her flight to catch up with the rest of the group.

Tare shifted some, a bit perplexed by the question. "I assume that goes deeper than knowing about his opinion of me... which means this goes a bit deeper. The only thing I really know about Shinju's history is something I found in the library, the catalog of owned Kyn and breeding records. I discovered that Asayake's mother is the only Kyn with whom Shinju has bred, but she has gone on to mate with others, including another Kyn in your flight. Is that what his hang-up is, then? He doesn't trust me with Asayake because her mother broke his trust?"

Tare shook his head and looked ahead of himself once more to listen, but quickly reared back and flew over a tree that was in the way. He carefully slid back down to fly a few meters above the others. "Mmm... remind me not to look back again, I need to be careful here..." The necromancer didn't even want to set his claws on the ground, even in the air he could feel the tremendous life force in the land. He didn't want to risk reacting with it and getting overloaded or something.

Tetania stared at the egg-bearing flowers for a moment, amazed. She had never imagined that kyn grew from flowers, and after a moment was very curious how that came to be. Hering Minya's words, she tred vary carfully, practically in Minya's own footprints, to try to avoid causing any damage to teh flowers and the precious young lives they harbored.

As they walked, Tetania got a better look at the flowers as she passed them, and again wondered how kyn eggs could grow from flowers. Certainly there was very strong magic involved, but the exact nature of the magic was a mystery to her. She evntually decided to hope that Minya would explain, and turned her attention back to where she was stepping.

Kori twisted through the air, frowning to herself as she followed along, now behind Tare. She hoped that the little creature in her mane, one Aedan had dubbed a "butterkyn," was behaving herself.

Exempt from evolution, because they come from flowers...? he thought, frowning slightly and looking back behind him. Draco recalled seeing a particular red and white flower that much resembled himself. Well, why should he be the only red and white Kyn in existence? But then...

"Miss Minya," Magnus called, bowing his head in courtesy. "I have a question regarding the flowers... Once an egg has left it, what happens to the plant? Does it bear an identical egg, or does it change, or die? And then... What seeds do the flowers sprout from?" He was curious, no doubt, but he seemed to be missing the larger point about the island, the meadow, and pretty much everything else.