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moineau bavarde Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2008 1:55 pm
In a daze, and unaware of what either Cart or Malachite said, Freckles approached the eggs. They pulled at her - pulled at her so terribly! - them and all the old magic in the cave. Hatch us, they might as well have cried, hatch us hatch us hatch us. And there, there it was, a pressure in her chest, the feeling that everything was getting sucked out, pulled out, taken from her and given to the eggs... {Cart!} she screamed, hysterical.
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2008 8:48 pm
Cart whirled around. That's when he felt it. Something was sucking at his breath. He gasped as the air whooshed out of his lungs and his eyes popped out with the prssure in his ribcage. {GGHGGHGHHGHHGG!!} he gurgled, his voice strangled. {FRKLS!!!} he cried, trying hard not to whimper in pain.
{Of course!} Malachite gasped. {The eggs are pulling the hatching spell out of you!}
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moineau bavarde Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 7:40 pm
{Soon,} Freckles muttered, {the eggs will hatch soon.} She shook her head, but no longer fought the hatching spell, not now that Cart had joined in. She could feel it, wrapped tight around her, around Cart, around the eggs... not long, not long now. Everything else rested with the eggs.
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2008 6:57 am
{Whoa!} Emblem half-jumped backwards when Cart seemingly began...choking? Whatever it was, it was tugging something out of him, and Emblem was on edge until he heard what Malachite said. {Can we help?} he asked, turning to face her with a worried look on his face.
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 4:26 pm
Cart gasped and collapsed as the magic finished flooding out of him. {Thanks for your offer, Emblem, but...we're okay now. I think we have to do it on our own.}
Exhausted, he curled up around the eggs. {Thanks, Freckles,} he whispered before falling asleep against the now warm eggs.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 3:27 pm
{No problem,} Freckles whispered, and curled up around Cart. Soon enough, she was fast asleep, although she couldn't help thinking that she should have fetched the meat before collapsing. This troubled her, and made her kick a bit in her sleep, but she was tired, and it felt so good to rest her head on Cart's back and let his thick fur brush against hers.
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moineau bavarde Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 3:32 pm
It was cold. And dark. It had always been cold and dark. But now there was light. Greedily she drank it in. Light was good--wasn't it? Something said that light should have been here before now. How long she didn't know, but then, in this small, cold, dark place there was no time.
But now there was. There was light. And it was close now. She couldn't stand it; the light was out there, and she was in here! Now for once, it felt close. In a burst of rageful energy, she threw her head up through the space above her and into the light...
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 3:56 pm
Freckles foot jerked once more and raked along Cart's back as she felt something pull, just a little bit more. {Mrwah?} she said, still only half awake, and turned to look at the eggs. Was it just her, or had one of them moved a little? Meat, she thought, they need meat. Deer. She shook her head to help clear it.
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moineau bavarde Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 4:23 pm
The world was brighter, and there was more color. What was color though? What was all this, bright and confusing, and what did it have to do with her? What should she do?
Whatever she did, she had to do something about the yawning in her belly. Her scream of triumph turned into squeals of hunger.
{Oh scat,} Cart muttered. He got to his feet and ran for the deer in the other cave. Ripping off a strip, he transferred it to the wailing gold-and-blue hatchling. {Don't just stand there, help me out here!}
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 11:14 am
{Right!} Freckles said, overcoming her shock. She ran out of the room and returned shortly, dragging one of the deer with her. She tore off a hunk of meat and stood over the hatchling, letting it dangle in front of - her? Yes, her. {It's a girl,} she said with a wink at Cart. {Can you believe it? We hatched an egg!}
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moineau bavarde Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 1:03 pm
She lunged upward and snatched the thing in front of her. It was warm and savory...and it felt good when she swallowed it. A brown and white one in front of her was giving the thing to her...the thing that tasted good...I like her already, she decided.
{Wow!} Cart gasped. He ripped off another piece of meat for the voracious little hatchling. {Here, eat up!}
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 9:41 pm
There had been a glimpse of heat--a flash of warmth in an incubator of cold--and he had huddled close to it in his small prison. Now, it was fading, and he fought back the sleep the cold brought. The cold felt...Wrong somehow, and to have it return filled him with a nameless panic. He had no way of knowing that his heat source was only a short distance away, feeding his sibling. All he knew was that if he wanted out of the cold, he was going to have to fight for it, and he could still feel that warmth on the edge of his awareness.
The creature thrashed in its egg, kicking at its now suffocating walls in a panicked fury and managing to puncture a hole with one foot. It didn't matter to him that that was the only progress he made so far. Instead, he paused and gathered his strength for another mighty kick. The warmth was within reach, for the first time in far too long, and he wasn't letting it get away.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 10:08 am
{This one's hatching, too!} Malachite cried. She tore off a large hunk of meat and lunged toward the foot. She had never seen a hatching before, so she imitated the others. Her heart thudded deep in her chest, hammering hard against her throat. They had come just in time...or was it because they had come that they were hatching? That must be it. She shook her head. Time for that later. These eggs need food!
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 8:19 am
His feet finally free, the hatchling kicked and squirmed to make the holes larger, finally getting out of the egg that had been his home for so long. He smelled meat, and a pain blossomed in his stomach. Never before had he felt such a sensation, but he knew that it had to do with that delicious smell.
Someone had brought it to him, and he gladly accepted the offering. He chomped at it happily, appreciative rumblings escaping his throat as he did so.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 9:35 am
Malachite smiled and tore off another strip to hand to the hatchling. {Here, have another. You've been in that egg for a while, you must be hungry.} She tore off several others.
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