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Casting Liluye a meaningful glance, she could tell her peer was thinking along the same lines regarding having chicks. They were only chicks themselves after all, weren't they?

Tuaria couldn't stiffle a small giggle at the funny face the lovely bronze chick made. She knew what she was thinking. Liluye wanted to get back to the other taur already. So did Tuaria. She had made her own friends and was eager to spend time with them. She hadn't liked leaving Lycoris to his thoughts of how monsterous harpies seemed to him. If she waited too long to visit him, he might lose his courage to spend time with her altogether. He already was wary of her for being a female.

Not like it's easy for us harpies to be male... she thought musingly. Lycoris should be grateful for being a guy and act more like males should. I think he really wants to deep down...

At Kendra's dismissal, Tuaria chirped her thanks happily and hopped toward the exit of the hall. "We won't!" she called assuringly. Then, to Lilyue, "Come on, Lilyue! Didn't you tell me you were going to help me pick herbs? I gotta' go get my bag first!" She waved frantically to her friend.

"Maybe we can find a gift for the eggs and their mother..." she said more quietly.

Koda couldn't help but to giggle at Tuaria's onslaught of questions, "Slow down little one! Their father is the honorable old Eadoin, whom I believe excused himself from the party for the sake of a nap. All four eggs will receive names tonight, but as yes, we may be wrong about gender, they will only keep their gifted names if they are so far gendered correctly." Koda took a deep breath hoping that she'd answered all the chick's questions.

"Have fun playing now, we'll call for you when the feast comes out." Koda turned her attention back to the ladies still gathered about the nest. "I still can't imagine having chicks," she mused in reply to Einin.

"I would like chicks someday I think," Iris said quietly, glancing over the eggs. She had always had some envy of those girls who so easily attracted the males. It was difficult to catch their attention when one was colored in such a fashion, and couldn't hunt. Crafting only went so far. Ah well, at least she could enjoy the company of the little ones in other ways. It was her job to teach crafting when the others were too busy. Hunting for so many took time, and not everyone was a crafter. There were always small ways to make up for the dissappointment she was sure she had been.

A new female glides into the hall, and lands, looking around. Her black feathers where barred with red and she moves slowly forwards, watching everyone. She said nothing, and made little sound, just the noises caused from walking. Her deep violet eyes were looking at everything as she headed forwards to see what all was occurring.

The dark lady turns, seeing Koda shifting, and watches her silently, moving a little closer, as if curious. Her wings flare a bit. "Mmm you seem unthrilled, lass..." She murmurs, tilting her head.

"You'll have to pardon her," Kendra remarked politely to the new arrival. "Koda hasn't yet developed a proper fondness for the discussion of children." And then she was moving over to the dark harpy, ushering her over to the nest. "Perhaps you'd like to take a look?"

And so the chatter continued, and the party began, the festivities drawing a full crowd to the grand harpy's hall. Many ooed and aaahed at the lovely decorations, and even more learned an appreciation of the much favored berry wine, many bottles of which had been procured for the occaision. It was becoming quite the spectacular party.

And all throughout, suggestions for names were being circulated and bandied about. No one knew just what the mother and Matriarch would choose to name the lovely new chick, or his siblings, should it indeed turn out to be a he. Still, everyone had an opinion, and Kendra listened to them all, carefully considering what to suggest when, as tradition demanded, Mari came to her.

Azareth, as she was called, blink slowly at Koda, then at Kendra. "Mmm... I see..." She glances at the eggs, mildly interestedly at the presumed male, then looks around again. "Pehaps you should call him Lumineux..." She then moved quietly off, as the grouchy little girl had actually vaguely interested her, in a 'how interesting' sort of way.
She began to move through the crowd, looking for the little girl or others who would interest and intrigue her.