Day 12

It took a couple days for the idea to sink in.  N'lin cursed himself for
ever planting it.

It had started two evenings ago when he had been watching the sun set with
Foil, getting used to the 'feel' of the warren.  He had caught sight of
Chrysthal and made an off hand comment about Foil's up coming fatherhood.
For a long time, he thought his dragon's silence meant he simply didn't much
care.  Foil hadn't even been around when Cricket had laid his eggs before
and hadn't seemed to mind much.

N'lin began to wonder when the near total silence lasted the next day.  And
now he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

<What?> he asked his dragon once again.

<I want to get an apartment closer to Chrysthal.  I'm going to be a father
after all.  I don't think she'd like me moving in, but it's my duty to be
their for her and help out.  I think we need one close to the ground so I
don't have to fly you so much either.  Mothers to be need a lot of attention
I hear,> Foil said calmly.

<From who?!> N'lin had no intention of moving.  He liked his apartment.  It
wasn't too close to anything with a lot of people.

<Well I asked around and they asked their riders.  Anyway, I'm gonna go hunt
for Chrysthal and see how she's doing.  I'll be back later to pick you and
your stuff up.  Someone found a really nice apartment for us.> Foil stated
so matter of factly, N'lin was utterly flabergasted.  By the time he even
managed to ask <What?!>, Foil had already leaped off the ledge and was
heading for the herds, abandoning him.

Good Gods, what was he going to do?
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Foil deposited the plump buck at Chrysthal's surprised feet and proceeded to
examine her, making sure she was all right.  Everyone's riders had said that
pregnant human females were fragile, why shouldn't dragon one's be too?
Besides, this father thing rather appealed to him, especially after what
N'lin went through.  Human fathers were important to their children, why
shouldn't dragon fathers be important to hatchlings too?  Even if everyone
else thought he was out of his mind, he thought it was a rather good idea.
He liked playing around anyways, and that's all hatchlings did, besides
sleep and grow.

<How are you feeling?> he asked her as she started in on the beast.

She blinked at him suspiciously from her gory snack, <Good.>

<You should eat more, you know.  Its good for the eggs,> he commented
blithely while he lay down to watch her eat with fatherly pride.
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NRPG: Short, but at least I'm caught up now.  Foil will dote on Chrysthal
constantly, considering it his "fatherly" duty.

Submitted by,
Bridget Olson
aka. N'lin and Foil