If I die young(HATCHING) *Slane*

[sceleris]

Sceleris landed with Slane on her back in the center of the golden land she loved so much. Home. She was home at last. The thought rolled off of her mental tongue and sounded like the sweetest nectar. She said to her companion brightly Welcome to the Golden Meadows. She spiraled downwards lazily and enjoyed the morning sun that now warmed her hide. Flying all night at that steady pace hadn't been too bad. She caught a tail wind and dozed for a while while she was sped along, so she wasn't exhausted. She threw her wings out wide and her head and neck reared up and back as she let the rest of her hit the ground and settle quickly.

Sceleris lowered her head and dropped it to the ground to allow Slane to get off. She coiled up her tail and hind area in to a spiral. She could curl up more tightly and fall asleep with her wings spread out to cover her like a blanket, or she could be in a good position for speaking. Taking off migh be a bit more difficult from this position, but not impossible. Nothing was impossible.

(I think I will use the If I Die Young thread title for a death title when Sceleris gets really old and is ready to pass away.)

[Slane*]

Slane though scared at times had been able to stay on Sceleris' back. He he really enjoyed the trip and loved seeing the beauty of a world he once thought to be cruel and evil. Slane felt Sceleris move toward the ground and knew that was his que to get off. Once he hopped down, he took a few steps back to give Sceleris room and then took his pack off to make sure the dragon egg was alright. He had been awake for the most of the trip, but may have dozed off a time or two.

Slane pulled out the silver egg which dazzled in the morning sun. A smile crossed Slane's face as he saw the egg, looking better than ever. "Thank you for the ride. We greatly appreciate it," Slane said to Sceleris and then took a look around. It was a beautiful place! The glorious hills of grass and little patches of trees and flowers made it look like a place of peace. "You own all of this?" Slane asked in awe, still looking around him.

[sceleris]

Sceleris smiled widely and tilted her head back. She let loose a reverberating roar to announce her presence to any intruders. It was something that rulers did. They said when they were home to tell the thieves to clear out. She then lowered her head and shook her mane as she repositioned herself to a comfortable position. She peered at the egg and was glad that it looked unharmed.

She smiled at the awe in the words and surveyed her land Yep, I still don't know why no one had claimed this beautiful land yet. God, it was good to be home. She looked at the egg and wondered how long before it hatched. She sunk in to a companionable silence, at least on her end it seemed companionable. She didn't really know for Slane.

[Slane*]

Slane watched the glorious dragon roar with authority over the land. Dragons truly are incredible creatures! Slane thought as a comfortable silence fell between Sceleris and him. He then made his way over to a small patch of trees and sat down in the shade of one, his back against the trunk. He sat and looked from the sky, to the land, to the beautiful silver egg now nestled on his lap. All three sights were full of spectacle and wonder - he had never been in a place so pretty without fear for his life at hand.

Slane closed his eyes.

The things the future holds seem promising, Slane thought as he daydreamed of the many things that could come to pass in this place: The day this dragon egg hatches, making him a dragon rider; The day he gains not only a friend, but a best friend; The day he rides the dragon, whose egg had already changed his life for the better. Compared to Slane's past life of isolation, hunger, raging vengence, and burning anger, his life now was one of hope, joy, and promise. Slane kept his eyes closed as he lifted the egg in his arms and held it like a newborn baby.

[THE SPIRITS]

Your egg suddenly begins to rock back and forth, and tiny mewling and thumping sounds can be heard from inside it. Smalls cracks start forming, and pieces start chipping off. A foot pops out, and after a few more rocks the egg breaks down the middle and a small dragon crawls out. It looks around shyly and notices the person it already knows to be its rider, and gives a happy squeal.

Congratulations on your new dragon!
What will you name it?



Species: Sky dragon
Gender: Female
Personlity:
As a youngling, Slane's dragon will be curious and shy. It will get in to literally everything it can, probably resulting in many situations where the young dragon gets stuck or in trouble with other things. As it starts to grow up, it will shift from curious to inquisitive, and then to confidence. She will begin to think that she knows how everything should be done, and will be a bit of a perfectionist. This will cause her to criticize Slane's actions when she thinks they should be different, often in a snappy manner. But she will also do this with others she encounters, and will not be very friendly with anyone except her rider and possible mate.

Magickal Ability: Healing

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(For future reference, hatching threads should be like egg threads: you put up one post, you get one reply from the spirits, and nothing else is needed. Its not a problem here, but we just wanted to let you know.)

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[Slane*]

OOC:"Sorry, I didn't realize that..."

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Slane shook away from his daydreams as the egg in his arms began to move. He placed it back down in his lap and watched in amazement as a dragon began to emerge from the egg! "Sceleris!" Slane shouted so the dragon would not miss all of the hatching. He had not expected the egg to hatch so soon, but he was ecstatic! The cutest little creature Slane had ever seen came out of the egg and looked up at him with a happy squeal. In that moment, Slane was the happiest he had ever been. Joyful, he looked down at the dragon and knew he would do anything to protect the dragon even if it meant sacrificing himself!

Looking into those beautiful bright eyes, Slane knew the dragon was a female. With sudden inspiration, Slane picked up the little dragon and said, "Hello little one! In this world, you shall be known as Temiera!" Slane smiled at Temiera, a smile that was true and not often seen on Slane's face.

The little dragon's eyes widened and opened her mouth in joy and interest. Although she was a hatchling, she knew this to be her real name and the one that would fit her best.

[sceleris]

The small egg had her full attention when that first mew echoed out of it. She didn't remember her hatching. Had it been like this, except she ran to her mother at the end? A deep prum rumbled in her throat and sounded like a few ton cat's purr. Welcome to the world Temiera. Her voice of sunshine and laughter spoke. The sweet thing looked almost as cute as a few month old animal. Newborn mammals were ugly and didn't have and fur or anything on them. This little marvel was far from gross in her eyes.

The great white serpent turned her gaze of happiness to Slane and said to him wholeheartedly Congratulations my dear friend. She silently thought to herself Now there is another in this world that will not judge nor hate you. Another friend, except this one is a partner of your heart. Sceleris was worried that the words might hurt Slane's feelings and add a small botch to this perfect moment.

[Slane*]

Temiera, with her bright yellow-orange eyes, turn around and saw the white dragon. She sank back a bit in Slane's lap and looked into Sceleris' face with wide eyes. Naw, she squeaked not sure whether to be afraid or not. Deciding to be somewhat cautious she took a few steps down Slane's lap towards the bigger dragon and then looked back at Slane. With a nod of approval from her rider, Temiera stumbled a bit as she walked off of Slane legs toward the big dragon.

Slane looked at Sceleris, "Thanks for being here," he said meaning more than just for the hatching of Temiera. He was talking about being a friend and being with him ever since they met. She had become very dear to him and it meant a lot to him to have a friend share this special moment with him. Slane watched as the little silver creature made her way toward Sceleris, excited about Temiera's first interaction with another dragon.

[sceleris]

Sceleris lowered her head to eye level with the hatchling and smiled softly. She realized that her head was as big as the baby's entire body. Wow. She used to be that small. Hello there Temira, I'm Sceleris. She said warmly. Her brilliant eye blinked and studied the little wings. She wondered when the little one would be able to fly. The white scales looked almost identical to Sceleris'. The little one could be a replica of Sceleris, if she had silver enamel on her scales, and of course, no legs.

She looked up at Slane when he spoke and gave a small smile that told her emotions. She felt the same way about Slane. He was the first human friend that she had. That made him special to her. IF only he were a dragon. Then, he could be everything. She hid that thought from her smile. It was wrong to think that.

(Oh my gawd! Did I just write that? I have no idea why XD)

[Slane*]

Temiera stumbled her way around Sceleris' head, her silver scales shining in the sunlight. She looked at the serpent-like dragon and then down at her own legs. This dragon did not have legs. Temiera, though not quite capable of inquisitive thought, wondered why this dragon had no legs. She looked over at Slane, down to her own legs, and then back at Sceleris. Slane had legs, she had legs, but this dragon did not. Rawww, with that Temiera ran at Sceleris to head-butt the place where legs should be, though it was more of a fumbling faster-pace walk. This was her way of saying, 'where are your legs?'

Slane smiled back at Sceleris. He felt she understood him and what he had meant when he had said he was thankful for her being there. Although his emotions were inadvertently full of care for Temiera, he was drawn to this white dragon. He then turned his attention to Temiera. "She's an interesting little one, that's for sure," he said to Sceleris, still looking at Temiera.

[sceleris]

Sceleris grinned at Temiera and explained her body I am an Arcane dragon. Some of us just don't have legs. She felt a little tickle in her side when the small head butted in to her. She moved saying slightly high voice Hey! That tickles! Her voice took on a laugh at the end, and she tried to get a stern look on her face. That worked as well as trying to quench a forest fire with a single drop of water. Sweet little terror.

Sceleris looked back at Slane then back at the little hatchling She sure is. The white dragon-dame said. I wonder when she will start to fly. An impish grin danced on to her face as she remembered how much grief she caused her mother when she started to fly. She had gotten in to so much trouble. Her eyes took on a mischievous glint to them as she thought of this. Sometimes she wished that she was still a small tike like Temira here was. Those days she could get away with anything.

[Slane*]

Temiera made a little giggle and smiled as much as any dragon could as she looked up at Sceleris. Then she hid her eyes in the place she had just head-butted on Sceleris, giggling shyly.

"If flying with her is as exciting as flying with you, I can't wait!" Slane said as he stood up and looked around. "I'd like to get a look around, if that's alright? Is there a place for swimming and bathing?" Slane asked as he turned back to Temiera with a smile, "And you little one, can stay here and play with Sceleris or look around with me."

Temiera peeked out from the ground beside Sceleris and giggled as she hid her head again. She was a bright hatchling, already getting the simple meaning of what others said to her. She was not able to speak yet, though.

[sceleris]

Sceleris smiled at the little giggles in her side and chuckled. The little one's laugh was infectious. She looked at Slane with that merry fire in her eye and said in her sunlight voice Go ahead. I believe that there is a stream just that way. She pointed with her nose towards the southeast. The stream was just out of hearing distance, but she had seen the flash of white as the reflection of the sun hit the water. She didn't know if it was large enough to bathe in, although it had looked a few times larger then her body.

Sceleris lowered her head next to the little body pressed in her side in an attempt to distract Temiera. Her tail started to twitch in slow movements and sneak closer to Temiera so it could try and tickle her belly. Her tail tip was a good tool for propping up a book or scroll as she read, but it couldn't pierce skin unless she threw her weight behind it, so this would be as safe as tickling a baby's chin. Sceleris missed being around little babies. They were so sweet.

[Slane*]

Slane smiled at Sceleris, "Thanks, I'll see you two in a little while. Bye little Temiera," he said with a sparkle in his eye. Then, he headed in the direction of the stream. He was happier than he had ever been and feeling cool water over his skin and fur would make this day even better. Slane shifted into tiger form and ran toward the stream, soon he heard the sound of water and then saw it. It was not a big stream, but it was definitely big enough to bath in. Slane shifted back into human form and began to shed his clothes. Soon, Slane was nude and stepping into the stream. The water was cool, but it was a warm day so it felt refreshing to the touch. When he was in the middle of the stream, the water was just below his chest, so he sank down in the water and let it rush over his head.

Temiera looked out from hiding her head and looked at Sceleris, curious and no longer shy. This dragon seemed safe. Just as she was about to inspect Sceleris' mane, she got tickled by the sneak attack Sceleris had put on her. Temiera burst into laughter and smiles as she rolled onto her back, legs trying to stop the tickling.

[sceleris]

Sceleris laughed and pulled her tail away before it could be scratched up by the little claws. She suspected that they were still butter soft from her being a newborn, but she didn't want to take any chances. Sceleris laughed at the flailing and asked kindly May I look at your wings, Temiera? I would like to see how able a flyer you will be. She didn't want to barge in on little Temiera and commandeer her wings to look at them. Her mother had done that to her and Sceleris had gotten so peeved at her that she had slithered away and hid in a hole until her mother had coaxed her out with apologies. Or had it been because she had been hungry? Sceleris couldn't remember that far back well.

(sorry for the crappy post MY muse is a bit low for sweet charries. I just got done posting with a bald wolf on a different site. I had to rewrite this twice so it sounded sweet and kind XD)