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 Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 10:19 pm
 Fighting, food...fun...what more could one ask for in a party? Nyra had had a hell of a time at Venus' temple, between all the tasty treats and nasty worm snakes to shred with her razor-sharp talons, she'd been practically ecstatic by the end of the night. Okay, a little woozy for a bit after dealing with the big ones and getting thrown into that other screechy bird, but....adrenaline had pushed that aside allowing her to ride the heady endorphins for most of the night. Free food afterwards had helped to cover her irritation at letting the big worm snakes get away from her, then well, she'd had other entertainment for the night.
Course, she was more than a little puzzled by the eggs that arrived some time after the party. She'd studied the unknown things after laying them, mind putting the connection together between her actions at the party and these eggs. Afterall, she'd seen enough beasts of the forest do the same to understand how it worked. Mostly.
She didn't feel any sort of maternal feelings towards what she thought of only as 'pretty rocks' at first. Even if she had known the word for such a thing, she felt only possessive of 'her new treasures', building a nest to hold them safely within the platformed tree house she'd inherited as her own when Kane and Vika had moved themselves to Takeko's. Fine by her, this was hers now too.
Course, when her pretty treasure rocks cracked open, well...they weren't exactly the shiny baubles she'd kept as a souvenir of the party anymore. Staring down at the two chicks clawing themselves free of the shells, she pondered just what the hell she was supposed to do with these things now?
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2015 8:05 am
 Shiny Bauble Treasure #2 wiggled and flopped over in the nest as the first crack snapped across it's shell. There was a pause of silence and uncertainty that seemed to wash over the formerly known rock before renewed vigor started to push and shove the shell out of the way! Like a champ, the little chick began to burst through the remainder of the egg and emerge into this bright new world.
Small cheeps began to sound from the chick's mouth as she seemed to chant to herself while breaking free.
Finally - all that remained was an eggshell cap that kept had kept her head from view. Another pause was made as her head seemed to turn side to side a moment... and then her tiny arms lifted and unceremoniously shoved the thing from off her head.
She blinked at this strange new world a moment or two before it appeared that her eyes began to well up with water. She didn't cry loudly, however... it was just so beautiful! Before, all she saw was .... eggshell.... but now, there was just so many things to take in! So many wonderful newness! Her chirp was nearly silent as she seemed to swell over with emotion. Of all the wonderful and new things around her, the most beautiful and wonderful of all was the Mom-thing!
She chirped again and outstretched her tiny little hands, making grabbing motions at the Mom-thing. She wanted to see more! Wanted to move and play! So many things to want to do!! It was almost overwhelming..... Almost...
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 2:09 pm
 The darker chick of the pair had scratched at the holes in her prison long enough to get frustrated and kick instead with her tiny talon. As it burst through, her bright eyes had glittered with interest and she'd aimed the other talon at the wall of her prison. Of course, this had left a cracked egg with a pair of emerged, taloned feet sticking out of it for a moment. One that the harpy outside at stared at in a mix of puzzlement and amusement before realizing what this footed egg meant.Nyra curiously flicked one of the shell pieces away, peering at the dark chick within the remains of the egg shell. Well, so much for her shiny treasures. Now she had noisy baby chick things instead. The thought was making her a bit grumpy, until she realized that only one of the things was making those peeping, chirpy noises. She picked up the darker chick, holding it up for a better look. Was it broken? If not, she had to admit, she preferred it not making those noises. Predators could be about.
Not that she couldn't easily handle anything stupid enough to attack her nest, she reasoned.The dark chick's eyes widened when she was suddenly lifted, the ground falling away swiftly. Instinct had her latch onto the hands around her middle with her tiny ineffectual claws, but she still made no noise, only stared in fascination at the large creature that stared back at her with eyes that unknowingly mirrored her own.Nyra snorted at the chick's attempts to use her tiny claws. Not that it was enough to hurt a mighty hunter like her mother. Yes, she had created this little dark quiet thing with claws. It was hers. Then, her attention shifted to the chirping one still sitting at her feet. Noisy thing. Yes, the quiet one was definitely better. That one would likely attract predators and get eaten at first opportunity.
Shifting the darker chick into the crook of her arm, Nyra scoffed at the remaining chick on the floor of the nest. "Hush, noisy thing. Beasties come eat noisy chicks."
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 3:20 pm
Nunya paused as the Mom-thing spoke and looked curiously over to the new thing that hatched from the hard thing she came out of. It was a like-her thing! It looked like Mom-thing, but it was her size. And darker. But definitely a like-her thing. Yep!
She watched as the like-her thing was picked up instead of her. Her chirping ceased for the moment as she seemed to watch in awe at the action, completely enthralled by the idea that Mom-thing could be so strong to pick up a like-her thing! Maybe self-thing could be picked up by Mom-thing too?
But now she wanted to be up high like the like-her thing. Mom-thing didn't make self-thing go up high like that yet! This was not fair to self-thing!
Anger and jealousy quickly washed over Nunya. So much so that it could easily be seen ruffling her feathers and darkening her eyes. Her tiny cheeks puffed and her hands shoved themselves into the air towards the Mom-thing again. Even though her mouth was closed, a very faint trill of frustration sounded from her throat. At least she wasn't chirping, but it was an odd thing to see a young chick so determined over.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2016 3:26 pm
Nyra raised an eyebrow at the change in the chick's behavior. Well, it had been quiet for a moment, but now it was just making a new noise. She frowned at the needy, grabby hand motions, figuring out what it wanted and debating whether or not to give in. Finally, she scooped it up in her free hand and glared at her at eye level. "Oy! Chick still noisy! Hush or beasties will come eat!"still silent, the darker chick looked on at this new development. Though she'd been startled at first, she was being held, which was nice, and her wide blue eyes were staring at the other little thing that was now being picked up. What was that? What did those noises mean? Was she supposed to make noises too? The big thing didn't seem to like the noises though. Maybe she'd continue not making noises then. The big thing was warm and she liked being held. If the big thing didn't like the noises, it might put her down again, and it was cold. Or at least not-warm. She didn't like being not-warm.Glancing down, Nyra considered what to do with all the eggshell fragments. Not even worth keeping to look at anymore, they were nothing more than trash in her nest. With a chick in each arm, she kicked the remaining eggshell bits out of the way and off the edge of the platform. Then, she pushed some of the nest materials back into place with her talons before setting the two chicks down again in the 'nest'. She sat down with them both sitting in front of her, facing each other.
Well, this was a strange situation. What was she supposed to do with these? Though, if she remembered from Vika's stories about her own hatching, she supposed it was up to her to name the things. Well, they were hers. She supposed chicks had to have names. Even noisy ones. How else would they know when you were telling them to be quiet?
"Hmm...chicks need names..." she pondered aloud, staring at them both with the intensity of a hunter watching prey.The dark chick wasn't happy about being set down again. It wasn't as warm here away from the big thing. She nearly tumbled over, reaching out for the large white warm thing. The stare they were getting though made her hesitate. Big thing was mad? Looked like it. Why else would it have put them down where it was cold? She hadn't even made noise! Instead, she turned her attention to the other thing, something more her size. Was it also warm? She reached out for it instead, hands grasping for the other in her unending search for warmth.
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