Post by Lark on Sept 21, 2011 22:45:09 GMT -5
Task hid beneath the overhand of the hatching sands. The wherhold was quiet for now, and the green mother was egg-heavy. At late night, almost early dawn, Rukbat was only starting to show her colors on the horizon. The wher hissed slightly at the light and slid further into the shadows. She hummed a bit as she moved around, making quick work of her mission. She needed to finish this before the night was over!
Finally, right when morning broke, the last of the eggs was laid. She looked back on them, crooning happily. That wild brown had given her a fine clutch of four eggs. One was extremely tiny, while there were two small ones and a medium sized one as well. She nudged the smallest, curious as to if it would turn dud. Only time would tell though.
Looking around, she crept away from the little bit of sunlight streaking across the den entrance. Shadows were better, they changed one form of the world into another. Outside in the wherhold, Tarin was yawning wide. Her green had gone to eat before bed as she had, and now the green handler was returning to her quarters. Calling out, she waited to hear Task. The green answered from farther off though.
Widening her eyes, Tarin ran out to the sands and stopped mid-stride. She could barely make out Task in one of the dens, but she was there. SandEggs laid. Clutch good, Task good. Nodding, Tarin breathed a sigh of relief.
(ooc: Lobask will add her clutching post a few IC days later once her run is finished.)
Finally, right when morning broke, the last of the eggs was laid. She looked back on them, crooning happily. That wild brown had given her a fine clutch of four eggs. One was extremely tiny, while there were two small ones and a medium sized one as well. She nudged the smallest, curious as to if it would turn dud. Only time would tell though.
Looking around, she crept away from the little bit of sunlight streaking across the den entrance. Shadows were better, they changed one form of the world into another. Outside in the wherhold, Tarin was yawning wide. Her green had gone to eat before bed as she had, and now the green handler was returning to her quarters. Calling out, she waited to hear Task. The green answered from farther off though.
Widening her eyes, Tarin ran out to the sands and stopped mid-stride. She could barely make out Task in one of the dens, but she was there. SandEggs laid. Clutch good, Task good. Nodding, Tarin breathed a sigh of relief.
(ooc: Lobask will add her clutching post a few IC days later once her run is finished.)
