Welcome to Gaia! ::

Greloren grumbled as Quill happily displayed a letter to the man. "What's this?" He scanned it over. A chirp from the little dragon and the man sighed. "I suppose you want me to go too, huh?" A rather affirmative chirp was the answer to that. The half-elf sighed. "Should just make you go yourself... it's addressed to you... though I don't know why," he muttered.

"Hey, kid... Ryan. C'mon, we're going out." He'd nearly forgotten the boy on more than one occasion, which had caused the little boy to panic. Lesson learned: don't forget the kid.

Quill chirped happily as they left the house, clutching the note in his claws. He settled upon Greloren's head as the man took Ryan by the arm and headed down the street.

A short time later, they were standing outside of a building. Quill peered down at Greloren and chirped. "This is it?" Greloren frowned as he looked at the building. "Why are we here?"

Quill didn't respond as they went inside.

Greloren jerked his thumb upwards. The little dragon chirped upon hearing his name. Quill hopped to the half-elf's shoulder, sitting upright and holding the note out. Greloren glanced over at the little dragon and took the paper, offering it to the woman. "He got this in the mail."

Ryan looked at the lady, clutching his guardian's arm nervously. Why were they here? He wanted to go home...

Greloren just stared at the woman. "You're joking..." He blinked and glared at Quill, who chirped. "You think I need another kid?!" He shouted at the little dragon, who took flight at his perch's outburst. Quill flew behind Apoxi, then landed on her shoulder. He chirped meekly at the lady while Greloren threw a fit about getting stuck with another kid.

Greloren sighed, shaking his head. There was room at home... if he cleaned up some of those piles of trash and junk, anyways. Looked like he'd have to clear out more room in the spare bedroom, which Ryan had taken over a small corner of to live in. "Remind me to find a vet that neuters dragons," he told Ryan, who just blinked in confusion.

Quill hissed at that comment, then turned to the nice lady and chirped. He wanted to see this kid he was getting.

Quill perked up at the mention of dragon. Oooh, yes! He chirped and whistled happily at that suggestion while Greloren and Ryan trudged along behind the lady. Ryan was confused and poor Greloren was still too upset with his companion to try and explain to the poor kid what all was going on.

Quill chirped, taking flight again to get a closer look at the little girl. The pudgy dragon landed on the bed, chirping to himself as he looked over this little child. Horns, a tail, and interesting wings... the dragon genetics could easily be seen in this kid.

The girl peered interestedly at the little dragon that had entered and was now sitting on her bed. He looked so cute! So round and squishy looking. The child couldn't resist giggling and poking his tummy.

Quill gave a little squawk as his tummy was poked, then chirped happily over to Greloren, who raised an eyebrow at the little dragon. "Don't you even want to see the others?" He was ignored as Quill nudged his little head against the girl's hand for pettings.

Greloren shrugged. Who was he to judge? His kid had mysteriously appeared from a sex toy. Perhaps he should keep his mouth shut... Instead he just sighed, "The kid got a name?"

The little girl was happily petting Quill and not paying attention to what was going on with the others in the room. Ryan, still confused, frowned. He was the one that always petted Quill...

Quill chirped and Greloren shook his head. "No, we're not naming her Little Quill." Another chirp. "Why? Because she's bigger than you!" Quill hissed, causing the girl to jump a bit. The little dragon meekly chirped and climbed the girl's dress to nuzzle his head against her cheek in apology. Another chirp directed at Greloren and the half-elf paused, obviously thinking. "Naida is a pretty name..." he admitted, which Quill took as acceptance.

Ryan jumped when Apoxi spoke to him. He nodded, clutching his guardian's leg tightly. "I p-pets Quill." He muttered, pointing to where the fat little dragon was now perched on the girl's shoulder.