THE OCEAN LOVES THE MOON / o; eggs hatching

[CELESTE G.M.]

[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-size:8pt;font-family:verdana;border-bottom: 1px white solid;padding-BOTTOM: 3px;"][b]"They are certainly odd looking." Temulin has never seen a raptor before but on the grounds of looking odd, she doesn't really have much to say without sounding hypocritical. Six wings and antlers on a borzoi is not a standard affair by any means. That being said, the small raptors bring a smile to her maw instead of anything else, she finds them practically adorable.

She had once heard stories about a woman raising baby dragons and united the Great Grass Plains. It was an old myth, as old as the sky according to some, but this must have been what she felt like, looking into the eyes of monsters finding them as endearing children. She finds herself wishing she had something to give them, perhaps scraps of meat or a freshly slain bird. But, since she has none, she simply observes with a pretty big smile on her maw. Temulin doesn't know who will take care of them, but she certainly wouldn't mind taking care of one herself.