Welcome to Gaia! ::

There will be so many of them, this time, I think. Two clutches meant double the babies -- so much more than their clutch had. It’ll be so fun to see how they interact with each other, and see them find Theirs. But, oh, talking to them before they hatched? Heimdath’s eyes whirled a variety of colors -- excitement, worry, happiness. Oh, I cannot wait to talk to them! Perhaps if they were smaller, she could talk to a few at a time! Adults were harder to talk to in groups, especially as she had grown to their size.

Her gaze drifted up, to the high ledges above the sands. No doubt they would find their own perches, but she couldn’t help the low key excitement bubbling within her. It will be like when the new hatchlings were brought in from the beach -- but better, I suppose. Heimdath’s thoughts began to drift, wondering what these new hatchlings would be like. Two clutches -- they would be everywhere! Yet the green just nestled slightly, cozy.

How are you liking your wing? It’s a more timid question, as if talking about things outside the hatching grounds might break whatever little bubble it felt they only existed in. It feels a bit odd, to be with other dragons. She did have Macuith, Elzebuth, and Lemath still with her. It just wasn’t quite the same.