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 Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 8:25 pm
((Note: At this time, Achat and his descendants, mate, and daughter-in-law have not yet rejoined the pack and Stone Compass is not an official pack as of yet.))  Malachite sighed and gazed at the black and brown egg. Ever since joining the pack, they had hatched five eggs. Of the five, River and Syoto had been...terrible disappointments. Ithnan, too, had been a sad example. Now they had found another egg. Would this one, too, turn out to be an arrogant example of their species? "I hope not," Mal murmured in a weary voice. "There have to be some kind, sweet eggs somewhere...just why is it that most of the eggs we hatch turn out so...badly?" She nuzzled this egg and sighed, curling her tail around it. Mal loved eggs. She loved raising dragons. But would this one just hurt the pack? I hope not...
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 8:48 pm
 ((Gack. Lazy. I'll post image later)) Nikkil fidgeted inside her egg. She didn't want to wake up yet... She wanted to sleep in... She liked to sleep...
But she also liked to move. Or at least she assumed that she would, once she got the space and developed the muscles needed to perform physical activitie...
Which brought to mind a question. Should she sleep for another day or two? Or should she wake up?
Was it time for her to hatch?
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 3:11 pm
Sadly, Mal touched her nose to the egg and let out a sigh. How long now until they found out? Mal began to breathe in another breath--then her something...happened. Her chest felt contracted, pressured, and her heart began to hurt. Panicky, she looked around desperately as she groaned, feeling...something...some energy...being ripped out of her, flowing in a heavy stream towards the egg in front of her! "Sfor..." she whispered. The magic that had gripped her could easily be another dragon, drawing her through to another place. Was the egg really an egg, or what is a stony trap? Would she ever see her beloved Sforkok again? "SFOR!!!" Malachite screamed helplessly. Sfor basked in the spring sun, sighing contentedly. It was nice to have some warmth after so long in the darkness of winter. She wondered where Cart was. If her oldest friend was feeling safe right now. If he had survived the long winter. And what about Freckles? Why had she left, anyway? Had Cart found her? So many questions.
The questions fled from her mind like a flock of birds from a swift child at the sound her lover's screams. In an instant, Sfor was on her feet, green paws pounding at the ground as she raced into the cave. "Mal, what is it?!" she cried, until she, too, felt the magic suck at her chest. She gasped. "Mal..." she croaked breathlessly. "Hatching spell...egg will hatch soon..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 5:38 pm
It was time.
Nikkil twisted and thrashed within her eggshell prison. After one mighty movement, the top of the eggshell fell away and skittered across the floor of the cave. Nikkil followed after it, plopping onto the cave floor and rolling around happily. There was so much room to move here! It was much better than that stuffy old egg...
Nikkil was glad that she'd woken up.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 4:56 pm
((Lol, editted your post to show Nikkil's egg stage uncert xD))
The feeling of compression and suffocation passed soon, and Mal breathed a sigh of relief as the stone-marked egg burst open. She swiftly lunged forward to nuzzle the hatchling. "Welcome to the pack, little one," she murmured. "I'm afraid we were a little unprepared, but we'll get you some food soon enough. I'm sure you're starving...my name's Malachite, by the way, but most people call me Mal nowadays." She turned to the gold and green femme next to her. "Love--"
Sfor nodded. She was already on her feet as her mate turned to her. She turned, brushing her tail against Malachite's side. "I'm on it, Mal--I'll be back in a few for some food for the newest member of our pack." Before she plunged into the sunlight, Sfor smiled at the hatchling and murmured, "My name's Sforkok, but you can call me Sfor." With that, she raced outside.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 11:43 am
((Oh, thanks. XD My laziness will be the death of me someday...))
Nikkil squirmed as the older female nuzzled her and wriggled away at the soonest opportunity.
"I am starving," she nodded happily, "M'name's Nikkil." She paused. That was her name, wasn't it? ... Yup. That was her name. Definitely her name.
"Kay, bye Sfor!" Nikkil called after the other adult excitedly, "bring me back food soon, kay?!"
Nikkil bounced up and down happily and began running in circles with joy. This was so amazing...
Nikkil was definitely glad she'd woken up.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 2:56 pm
Mal laughed, though it was touched with nervousness. This was definitely an independent young lady...River had been too. The last thing the pack needed was another arrogant irritant. "Nikkil, I like that name." She smiled. "Like I said, my mate will be back in a little while. She'll bring you something to eat."
What an energetic hatchling...I really hope she turns out alright...I can see her being an asset to the pack...She could help us bring down all sorts of game... "Once you've eaten, we'll introduce you to some of the rest of the pack," Mal added. "There aren't much of us, but..."
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Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2009 8:37 am
"There's MORE of you?!" Nikkil grinned, "that's GREAT!" She paused. More dragons was a good thing, right? ... Yup. More dragons to play with. "I can't wait... How long before she brings the food back, do you think?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 12:57 pm
"Hard to say. With most of us scattered around the area, she'll probably get you some fish. My Sfor's a great fisher," she added with obvious pride. "You'll like it. Fat and juicy, just a tiny bit sweet."
Sfor sighed as she reached the riverbank, dipping her paw in after a thrashing fish. "Stop moving!" she hissed. "I can't catch you if you try to--ack!!!" She almost howled in frustration as the silver-lined creature escaped.
How much of Cart's marvelous pack was left? Not nearly enough. Not nearly. River and her siblings had left, and so had Atum, Achat, and Pinecrest...We can't go on like--got you, you stupid fish!--this! I hope Nikkil doesn't leave...We can't let her leave! Worry slowed her paws as she returned to the cave with the hatchling's first meal. "There you go," she murmured. "Eat up, get you stronger."
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 11:24 am
Nikkil noted the pride in Mal's voice... Huh... Seemed they were in love... That was nice. Nikkil forgot about the observation a moment later as Mal described the taste of fish... It sounded amazing. Nikkil couldn't wait.
At Sfor's return, Nikkil pounced upon the fish, tearing at it with her little teeth. It was everything Mal had said it would be... Just then, Nikkil got a tiny fish bone stuck in the back of her throat.
Nikkil gave a little squeek and coughed, trying to dislodge the bone.
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