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Shedrawn was finally growing used to his little firelizard crawling all over his torso. He had recently decided to invest in thicker shirts the next time he could go shopping. The little claw marks were unacttractive and stung like you wouldn't believe. Alas, Isdrayon did love to crawl all over him, acting like he was exploring a new continent each time he went around. Lucky for Shedrawn he wasn't very heavy yet and didn't pull his shirt overly far down, so Shedrawn could wait for a while until he could get stiffer fabric. After spending an entire night, literally, looking for the bronze flit he wouldn't leave Shedrawn's shirt, never mind his side. So at least he couldn't complain about that. Shedrawn was going to raid the kitchen's for breakfast for himself and his newly acquired flit and on still sore feet walked over to the area where all the wonderfully enticing smell were coming from.

Isdrayon swiveled his head as Shedrawn walked toward the place in the kitchen where firelizard scraps were kept so he could request some. He thought nothing of it until a stopstopstop feeling cae to him, he jerked, immediately looking around for whatever could be more important then food to a hungry, baby firelizard. " I thought you were hungry?" he asked. LookLook was the answer. All Shedrawn could see were normal things, a rider and his hatchling a girl with a green and a bronze firelizard, a few of the cooks, (who were now staring slightly at his odd behavior.) "What?" he asked.

In answer Isdrayon, perched on his shoulder currently leaned over slightly and stretched his neck out as far as he could, right in the other bronze firelizard's direction, a perfect scaly arrow. Shedrawn glanced at the girl who he remembered as Wykla, the blue Kameth's rider. A pretty dragon, Shedrawn thought, remembering the hatching.

" He was from Boreal and Cheer's clutch, I think those were their names, I was a little excited," Shedrawn blushed as he stuffed the little firelizards face. "He has already led me on a merry chase, I was up all night looking for him and he was asleep in the storerooms." Shedrawn laughed, and jerked his fingers back quickly least they be mistaken for a lump of meat while he wasn't paying attention. he refilled his stash and waited for Isdrayon to chew.
Shedrwn pulled out a chair and settled down beside the friendly rider, "great job at the hatching, by the way, Kameth is quite lovely. Who are these two?" Shedrawn curiosly indicated the two firelizards.

(DING!) "Boreal?? Oh cool. You did that on purpose!" he gave her a pouty look, reserved for the worst offenders. " My name is Shedrawn, I was at the last hatching. I came from the Harperhall." The green firelizard was a pale blueish green that reminded him of the ocean right before a storm, " I have never seen a firelizard close to that color, its intriguing. Out of curiosity, how did you come across Boreal in the first place? he seems to have a lovely temperament, and quite intelligent too as he knew Isdrayon was his." Shedrawn's eyebrows knitted together, this was interesting stuff. He took a break from stuffing his firelizard to stuff himself with a fat roll he had got from one of the cooks who took pity on him.

"That was lucky to find a gold clutch in the sand," Shedrawn remarked. He mumbled a heartfelt thanks to Wykla as she momentarily distracted the bronze, who looked at Shedrawn for confirmation, before he accepted the chunk of meat from Wykla. The bronze apparently satisfied Shedrawn didn't mind what with the roll shoved into his mouth, then daintily (out of character for him at feeding time) took the proffered chunk of meat from Wykla. Shedrawn swallowed and took up the feeding again.

"I've never herd of them putting the nest on a cliff, ingenious as long as the eggs stay warm. A smart queen makes a good clutch and I'm so very glad she did." Shedrawn could est more of a roll now as Isdrayon's scarfing had slowed down, and SHedrawn decided he was about done, one more peace so he could remove the rest of the meat from the glutton's sight. "He is a nice boy , and I will happily say I will never be bored, EVER again with him around." Shedrawn innocently looked at the flitt who was now searching half heartedly for the food. "It grew wings and flew away," he told the flit. Did not Shedrawn could just barely hold onto the smile, and it managed to curl the sides of his mouth just the tiniest bit. So he looked t Wykla again. "Where is your blue? You would think he would be here demanding to be fed just like these ones." Shedrawn inquired.

"Really?" Shedrawn grinned. "I'll have to remember that tactic, it's a good plan, with what seem to be excellent results." He complimented her. "So do you need some help oiling everybody? I have to do Isdrayon anyway and I would love to get some experience with a dragon." Shedrawn inputed. Isdrayon raised his head at the word "oiling." It was his second favorite part of the morning besides eating of course. And he trilled in anticipation of the BRONZE worship ritual. Sending happy bronze thoughts to Shedrawn. Oiling!

"I'll help, and these are my grubby clothes, so I'm all set on that front, but i do have to go grab my oil." Oil! "It's a good thing adult flitts are not so hungry all the time, although when he wakes me up, he can keep a handle on it, until he sees or smells it, then he is toast. That is why i remove it from his line of view." Shedrawn chuckled. "It reduces temptation." He excused himself from Wykla's presence and dashed of to get his oil.

Isdrayon seemed to like the presence of Wykla, the other flit, and his father because he slithered onto the table when Shedrawn stood. And it took him a while to realize his had left (blames the full stomach) then he squeaked and took of after him. Finding him he latched onto Shedrawn's back snuggly. And wouldn't let go until Shedrawn returned to the trio.