Post by inkith on Apr 30, 2011 22:33:49 GMT -5
Griffith sent an urgent message to Zaevethyr.
Your FireLizard! It's hatching! Hurry up!
Zaeve dropped the scrolls she was copying and rushed to her Weyr, before she got there she remembered that she would have to get some meat for it, and grabbed that too. Yanking aside the cloth drapes that served as the door into her room. The pot by the heart was wildly rocking, Zaeve dived for it, just as it fell over and cushioned it's perhaps deadly fall with her hands.
Gently tipping the sand inside onto the floor she saw the egg. It was sitting sideways on the sand. She stood it upright and it wriggled one more time before it exploded. Sharp shards of firelizard egg flew around the room, one hitting Zaeve on the arm and cutting her.
She looked down and the firelizard in front of her. The Pyrite had its wings outstretched and was flexing them. She could see now what had caused the egg to spontaneously combust. He was a virbrant orange with three little yellow spots by his eye. Even though he was only a hatchling Zaeve could tell that he would be small.
Zaeve held out a piece of meat from the overflowing bowl in her hands. The tiny Pyrite strutted towards the meat, sniffed it, and turned his nose up at it. He proceeded to strut straight past Zaevethyr's outstretched hand, before climbing into her lap, and sorting through the bowl of meat. Only eating ones suitable for him.
Halfway through his sorting process, he lost his balance on the edge of the bowl and fell headfirst into it. When he emerged again, a piece of meat was on top of his head, and it was sticking to him. The Pyrite started to get annoyed when his attempts to remove the offending piece of meat from his head proved futile. His eyes glowed red and he ran around shaking his head, attempting to get the meat off. The final shake of his head sent it flying across the room before hitting the wall. He ran after it before attacking it and showing the piece of raw meat who was boss.
Seeming satisfied. He returned to picking out his helpings from the bowl. Zaeve seemed to be understanding what he liked in his meat now, and was picking out ones she thought were good enough. Some passed inspection and went sliding down the Pyrite's gullet, but others were thrown across the room to make a pile on top of the meat that had gone for a ride on the flitters head not moments before.
Zaeve was stunned at this Pyrites behaviour and started on coming up with a name to suit his strange personality.
"Ardente" The firelizard looked up from his food momentarilly, seemed pleased, and focussed back on his food.
"Ardente it is then..."
Member: Inkith
Impresse: Zaevethyr
Egg: Amber-Stone egg
Breed: Pyrite
Name: Ardente
Age: hatchling
AppearanHe: This little male is a vibrant orange color, dark and with three yellow spots by his eye. He is a small pyrite.
Personality: Contrary, Persuasive, Hot-Tempered, Picky
HEX: BC3800
Your FireLizard! It's hatching! Hurry up!
Zaeve dropped the scrolls she was copying and rushed to her Weyr, before she got there she remembered that she would have to get some meat for it, and grabbed that too. Yanking aside the cloth drapes that served as the door into her room. The pot by the heart was wildly rocking, Zaeve dived for it, just as it fell over and cushioned it's perhaps deadly fall with her hands.
Gently tipping the sand inside onto the floor she saw the egg. It was sitting sideways on the sand. She stood it upright and it wriggled one more time before it exploded. Sharp shards of firelizard egg flew around the room, one hitting Zaeve on the arm and cutting her.
She looked down and the firelizard in front of her. The Pyrite had its wings outstretched and was flexing them. She could see now what had caused the egg to spontaneously combust. He was a virbrant orange with three little yellow spots by his eye. Even though he was only a hatchling Zaeve could tell that he would be small.
Zaeve held out a piece of meat from the overflowing bowl in her hands. The tiny Pyrite strutted towards the meat, sniffed it, and turned his nose up at it. He proceeded to strut straight past Zaevethyr's outstretched hand, before climbing into her lap, and sorting through the bowl of meat. Only eating ones suitable for him.
Halfway through his sorting process, he lost his balance on the edge of the bowl and fell headfirst into it. When he emerged again, a piece of meat was on top of his head, and it was sticking to him. The Pyrite started to get annoyed when his attempts to remove the offending piece of meat from his head proved futile. His eyes glowed red and he ran around shaking his head, attempting to get the meat off. The final shake of his head sent it flying across the room before hitting the wall. He ran after it before attacking it and showing the piece of raw meat who was boss.
Seeming satisfied. He returned to picking out his helpings from the bowl. Zaeve seemed to be understanding what he liked in his meat now, and was picking out ones she thought were good enough. Some passed inspection and went sliding down the Pyrite's gullet, but others were thrown across the room to make a pile on top of the meat that had gone for a ride on the flitters head not moments before.
Zaeve was stunned at this Pyrites behaviour and started on coming up with a name to suit his strange personality.
"Ardente" The firelizard looked up from his food momentarilly, seemed pleased, and focussed back on his food.
"Ardente it is then..."
Member: Inkith
Impresse: Zaevethyr
Egg: Amber-Stone egg
Breed: Pyrite
Name: Ardente
Age: hatchling
AppearanHe: This little male is a vibrant orange color, dark and with three yellow spots by his eye. He is a small pyrite.
Personality: Contrary, Persuasive, Hot-Tempered, Picky
HEX: BC3800
