If there was one thing Killakeeth loved more than eating, it was being the center of attention. She had no problem with people or dragons coming to admire her wherever she was. In fact she made a bit of a point to make herself available to be admired as much as possible since her flight. Being shy was not a trait she suffered from.
Thankfully, Teth was not the type to leave people be. He'd been told to stay at her side as much as possible, so the brown dragon did. He'd leave whenever F'ell called, or they had things to do of course, but otherwise Killakeeth had the admirer she wanted (as well as a supply of food she didn't need to get). Even now Teth was with her in her wallow, tending and fawning just as much as possible in between napping; Killakeeth was growing larger and certainly that meant she needed more attention, right?
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While it might be only her second clutch, this queen was prepared. At least this time she waited until a couple hours after dawn; so people could see her better she reasoned. Vosin, Teth, the time has come to move. The gold summoned her rider and mate. In truth, Vosin had been expecting the summons any day now. However it was mildly irritating to have just settled into her paper work for the morning when those summons came.
She gave a sigh and pushed her chair back. “Very well.” The moment of her confinement had come, albeit temporary. Vosin headed out to meet her queen and faithful brown attendant. “Good morning Teth. Shall we?” Vosin and Killakeeth headed in toward the main weyr. Killakeeth with her neck arched and she stepped proudly. Let all see where she was going!
Teth arched his neck. It was time? It was time! He pranced ahead and bugled to announce it to the weyr. His and Killakeeth’s eggs were about to be laid! Killakeeth watched her faithful mate with amusement as he cleared the way. It would still take several hours, but the time to start was now. She entered the tunnel to the hatching sands and surveyed her domain. Alright, Teth kindly sit over there if you please. She pointed her muzzle to a section of the sands that would be out of her way.
Teth hummed and eagerly took his position, ready to provide any support needed. Vosin strode up the steps to the Stands. She’d watch from where her feet wouldn’t burn. Good luck dear. Killakeeth crooned to her rider, she didn’t need luck. She was best gold and had picked the best mate. Unlike some golds, she didn’t shuffle around the sands looking for the best spot. Killakeeth made the perfect spot. She swept in sands from other areas to build a suitable mound.
Once satisfied with the status of the sands, Killakeeth began laying. She deposited each egg gently onto the hot sands. After several hours of intense laying the clutch was done. Killakeeth rested, slightly curled, behind her clutch providing the perfect backdrop for her eggs. Teth, you may come over and see our eggs now. Vosin, come look!
The brown jumped up from his spot as if something had nipped at his tail. He carefully came over and peered down at the still squishy eggs. They are beautiful, he whispered. Vosin headed down with a smile. She moved to the front and carefully counted up the eggs. “Well done Killakeeth. They will be a fine addition to the Weyr.
Thankfully, Teth was not the type to leave people be. He'd been told to stay at her side as much as possible, so the brown dragon did. He'd leave whenever F'ell called, or they had things to do of course, but otherwise Killakeeth had the admirer she wanted (as well as a supply of food she didn't need to get). Even now Teth was with her in her wallow, tending and fawning just as much as possible in between napping; Killakeeth was growing larger and certainly that meant she needed more attention, right?
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While it might be only her second clutch, this queen was prepared. At least this time she waited until a couple hours after dawn; so people could see her better she reasoned. Vosin, Teth, the time has come to move. The gold summoned her rider and mate. In truth, Vosin had been expecting the summons any day now. However it was mildly irritating to have just settled into her paper work for the morning when those summons came.
She gave a sigh and pushed her chair back. “Very well.” The moment of her confinement had come, albeit temporary. Vosin headed out to meet her queen and faithful brown attendant. “Good morning Teth. Shall we?” Vosin and Killakeeth headed in toward the main weyr. Killakeeth with her neck arched and she stepped proudly. Let all see where she was going!
Teth arched his neck. It was time? It was time! He pranced ahead and bugled to announce it to the weyr. His and Killakeeth’s eggs were about to be laid! Killakeeth watched her faithful mate with amusement as he cleared the way. It would still take several hours, but the time to start was now. She entered the tunnel to the hatching sands and surveyed her domain. Alright, Teth kindly sit over there if you please. She pointed her muzzle to a section of the sands that would be out of her way.
Teth hummed and eagerly took his position, ready to provide any support needed. Vosin strode up the steps to the Stands. She’d watch from where her feet wouldn’t burn. Good luck dear. Killakeeth crooned to her rider, she didn’t need luck. She was best gold and had picked the best mate. Unlike some golds, she didn’t shuffle around the sands looking for the best spot. Killakeeth made the perfect spot. She swept in sands from other areas to build a suitable mound.
Once satisfied with the status of the sands, Killakeeth began laying. She deposited each egg gently onto the hot sands. After several hours of intense laying the clutch was done. Killakeeth rested, slightly curled, behind her clutch providing the perfect backdrop for her eggs. Teth, you may come over and see our eggs now. Vosin, come look!
The brown jumped up from his spot as if something had nipped at his tail. He carefully came over and peered down at the still squishy eggs. They are beautiful, he whispered. Vosin headed down with a smile. She moved to the front and carefully counted up the eggs. “Well done Killakeeth. They will be a fine addition to the Weyr.
