[PRP-PLOT] Are you my Momma? (Aracari & Erradika)

[Seruta]

Like most Harpy nests, only one egg will be accepted by their mothers. The others would be pushed out and left to fend for themselves... or worse... This nest was no exception.

The small egg tumbled from the nest. Nature gracefully led it down the moss laden hillside and allowed it to leap unknowingly over sharp rocks. The chick nestled within gave faint startled cries of chirps as its world literally fell and rolled about. It felt ill, not really liking the ride, but had little in the matter of choice but to endure it.

The tumbling slowed as the ground began to level and eventually, it came to a stop at the base of a tree. It's form gently tapped upon the back before halting completely. The small chick gave out one last attempt of a cry before the world stopped shaking. It then fell silent, allowing the world to stop spinning before shuffling about in its small compact little home. It wanted out of the egg, but all at once, it didn't.

It fell silent once more, attempting to sleep and pass it off as a nightmare... if it even knew that that was what it was doing...

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Sorry it's so short! D:

 

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Watching from her perch, bright green eyes narrowed on the figure of a egg getting the ride of its life. A smirk spread across her face, waiting until it reached its ending destination. She knew well what happened to those eggs if they weren't lucky enough to have a father that wanted to take them. She was that egg. She had been there. And if it wasn't for her care taker, she wouldn't be here today. The thought caused a chuckle to escape her lips. This little chick was now in the same position she was.

Spreading her wings and taking flight to where the egg had landed several yards away, she peered down at the egg, surprised the little one hadn't tried to escape during the tumble. "Scared? Or did you sleep through it all." she chuckled darkly, leaning down to rasp her claws against the egg. "Wakey wakey little one. The world awaits you." she said, bending her torso down to loom over the egg, her hands at her hips as she waited impatiently. She didn't have all day.... and she knew the thing wasn't dead.

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[Seruta]

Her little racing heart began to calm. The world stopped spinning inside her little egg shell and her mind was finally drifting into a safe-feeling slumber...

That was, until a few soft thuds drifted to her thoughts. It was followed by a rather loud booming sound. A voice? Momma? Then the scratching. Oh! Her little ears. She chirped in near protested before scratching at the interior walls of the egg. Her tiny figure stretched, shoving all her tiny weight into the shell. Loud noise? Tumbling uncontrollably? Yeah. This place wasn't safe anymore. Have to get out. Have to get to Momma!

She chirped loudly and pushed again, this time initializing a crack in the egg's surface. Daylight peeked at her and she chirped once more, coiling her small body for one last burst of energy to push with all her might. She did. Her shell broke. The small purple chick tumbled from its egg and rolled briefly before flopping itself upon its back, wings, arms and talons spread out and her gold/pink eyes blinked wearily up at the feathered figure above.

Momma.

The image of this Harpy was forever grained into her memory. No matter what this Harpy told her. This bright green and near-black female was definitely her Momma.

She chirped softly and blinked again.

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"Well its about time." Erradika laughed, peering at the mostly purple chick with her bits of bright green downy baby feathers. Surprisingly, she really didn't look all that different, if Erra hadn't known any better, she would have guessed she somehow plopped out a couple eggs in her sleep somewhere.

Grinning at the little chirping, she reached a clawed finger down, tickling the center of the little one's outstretched taloned feet. "So you are the unfortunate one. Poor little soul. " she smirked, reaching down to pick up the little chick and cradle her in her arms. "Life's a b***h for gal's like us, welcome to it. But lucky for you, I'm here to get ya through it." she grinned, laughing. She couldn't shake the thought that this little purple downy fluffed simpleton would be nothing without her, coupled with the fact that Erradika had been there. Though she remembered very little of her first few days, that strange internal grudge she held towards her past only fueled her desire to take this chick and raise her to be one rough and tough cookie.

Even if she knew should she have eggs of her own one day, she'd do the very same to one. That lack of maternal instincts for just one chick made her harbor an unforgivable and unexplainable anger. It was just there, she couldn't help it, or explain it. Call it a quirk of the toxic colored Harpy.

But it was just their nature, how things were done. In her strange mind, tat one chick would thank her for it later though. She'd see, when the time came.

Right now however, she had a new little prize all her own.

"What shall I call you...." her smirk twisted wider across her face.

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[Seruta]

The little chick merely blinked up at the Momma. She smiled softly and chirped with some glee as she was tickled. Her small talons flexed and and her little wings fluttered as she was picked up and essentially cuddled.

The words spoken were complete jibberish to the baby. A small giggle and a flail of her hands in the air was all Erradika got for a response. She made a small effort to mimic the sounds her "Mommy" made.

"Ara! Ararara!!" was all she could muster for the time being. Though it sounded more like small chirp/screeches instead of actual words. Such is the way of a childish bird-like creature.

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Laughing at the little one's boundless energy, she grinned. "Arararra doesn't sound like much of a name... how about Ara....somethig." she grinned, making her way slowly by foot back towards where she had decided to make her nest, atop a tall tree in the nearby forests where her caretaker lived. "Arrrraaaaaa...." she mused, drawing out the name on hr tongue. ".....ccaarrrii.... Ara.. cari. Aracari." she grinned. That would be her name. Now to raise her into something to be feared..oh yes.

First however, food... because if the little hatchling wasn't, well she sure as hell was. Listening to her stomach gurgle, she glanced down at the chick in her arms with a smirk. "Hungry? Because I sure as hell am.... wonder what's on the menu today." she smirked, tickling the little chick's belly before spreading her wings and taking to the sky to gain an aerial view. She made sure to keep the little one tight in her grasp as she gazed about, eyes finally landing on a nice plump deer. "Poor sap, wont know what hit it." she smirked. 'But first...." she mused as she descended down towards a tree that had a long abandoned knot hole in it's surface, of which she nestled the chick comfortably into. "You move, you dead. I'm runnin this operation here, got it?" she laughed, pressing her finger lightly into the chick's nose.

"Watch what Mama does kid, you're going to need all the experience you can get." she said softly, perched on the branch, feather's ruffled as she waited for the deer to come closer. Patience wasn't Erradika's strong point however and the closer the deer got the more ancy she became, until eventually she couldn't take it anymore and sprung from the branch, talons outstretched as she latched onto the rear of the now fleeing dear. "AAww whats the matter, run faster!" she screeched, cackling, the thrill of the creature's terror and the hunt spilling into her as she toyed with it before finally delivering the killing blow to drag it back to the tree she left the kid in.

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[Seruta]

Aracari fussed only a little as she was placed into the knot of the tree, but she quickly silenced as 'Momma' seemed to touch her nose.

So this was her nest? Her feathers fluffed a bit and she nestled her body down onto her talons, draping her arms across the edge of the opening. She could get used to staying right here...

But then 'Momma' left the branch. Aracari sighed, resting her chin on her arms a moment as she watched 'Momma' fly off... and jump on a moving thing? Curiosity piqued again, she sat up, watching intently as 'Momma' toyed with the moving thing. It looked like fun. She wondered why she couldn't play too! She shuffled a bit, but the view down the side of the tree kept her from crawling out of the tree knot.

Sighing again, she sat back down and watched, unknowingly taking mental notes on how 'Momma' toyed with her soon to be food. Even if Aracari didn't quite make the food connection just yet...

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Picking a juicy spot on one of the deer's haunches, she tore a chunk of flesh off, walking back over to the knot hole and grinning. "Good little chicklet. Here...try this." she said, softening up the meat a bit before placing it into the little chicks hands, clasping them around it carefully. She then turned and tore into a larger portion of the deer for herself, quickly wolfing it down and satisfying her grumbling stomach. Turning back, she peered at the chick to see how she was doing. "Go on now, don't waste a fresh hunt."

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[Seruta]

She gave a giddy little chirp as 'Momma' came back, eager to see the toy piece that she was bringing her.

Aracari blinked once the still warm flesh was placed into her hand. The look of pure confusion graced her features. She was unsure whether or not to play with it, look at it, or squeal at the idea that something gooey was now staining her fingers red... She blinked up briefly to watch 'Momma return to the kill anad begin feasting. She took the subtle hint to sniff at the meat bit then flicked her tiny tongue forward.

The taste she acquired made her pause, seeming to fall deep into thought as to whether it was safe. To the tiny tot's surprise... it was down-right delicious!! With a trill of delight, she shoved the morsel into her mouth and chewed vigorously. The sweet decadent flesh was just what her body needed! But in greatly supply, of course.

Upon swallowing the bite she was given, she licked her fingers clean, then began looking to see if she'd dropped any bits. With no success there, she chirped, eyes looking pleadingly towards 'Momma' for more!

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