11-19-2019, 12:14 AM
i was born, on the highway, in a train wreck
with a heart, that was beating, out of my chest
It didn't exactly take a lot for Aurum's keen hearing to hear Crpwley shouting in a panic over the egg that he had found, sounding utterly frazzled and confused as to what the hell he could do to help. A soft chuckle left Aurum as he flew over, coming to a landing nearby and walking over to Crowley's side, "Relax, Crowley. I'm pretty sure it's not dead. And if we can't find its mother, we only really have one option, don't we? Until we can figure out if we can find some sort of parent, I guess Tanglewood has our own little egg now." Unlike Crowley, Aurum was quite comfortable with children and their care in general, along with the fact that he was warm blooded, so he could actually help the egg with staying warm. Moving closer, the lion took a deep breath before gently scooping up the egg with a paw, carefully moving it close to him and into his golden fur so that it could seep off of his warmth. A shiver went up his spine as he felt the cold surface of the egg, although for some reason he had a feeling it was still alive. Perhaps it was the fact that the swamp heat could easily keep it as warm as a mother could, even with the heat waning as a result of winter approaching. The angel brought his wings down low to cover the strange looking egg, holding it protectively as he glanced from Crowley to Melantha before looking back towards the egg, gently touching his nose to it experimentally. It still seemed hard and faintly warm, with no signs of rot or death, so he was pretty confident in saying that it wasn't dead.
Looking towards Crowley, Aurum's tail flicked back and forth before he smirked at the demon, saying in a rumble, "Besides, shouldn't you be more comfortable right now? You've got the whole eyes of a snake thing going on, surely you have some experience with eggs? More than I could ever have, anyways." Lions certainly never had to deal with taking care of an egg and protecting its soft and vulnerable outsides. Sure, they had to protect the lionesses who were carrying the cubs, but Aurum knew from experience that lionesses could be pretty damn powerful and intimidating, so they didn't need too much protecting. He couldn't imagine what it must've been like, developing within the confines of an egg. He doubted whatever was inside would remember it, but it still seemed so... claustrophobic, and lonely. At least when you were a lion cub, you had a mother and siblings with you the moment you were birthed, with the entire world around you full of warm and smiling faces – most of the time, anyways. His very young cubhood had been one of the only times he had truly been happy as a child, since his parents had actually treated both Poet and him kindly back then.
Looking towards Crowley, Aurum's tail flicked back and forth before he smirked at the demon, saying in a rumble, "Besides, shouldn't you be more comfortable right now? You've got the whole eyes of a snake thing going on, surely you have some experience with eggs? More than I could ever have, anyways." Lions certainly never had to deal with taking care of an egg and protecting its soft and vulnerable outsides. Sure, they had to protect the lionesses who were carrying the cubs, but Aurum knew from experience that lionesses could be pretty damn powerful and intimidating, so they didn't need too much protecting. He couldn't imagine what it must've been like, developing within the confines of an egg. He doubted whatever was inside would remember it, but it still seemed so... claustrophobic, and lonely. At least when you were a lion cub, you had a mother and siblings with you the moment you were birthed, with the entire world around you full of warm and smiling faces – most of the time, anyways. His very young cubhood had been one of the only times he had truly been happy as a child, since his parents had actually treated both Poet and him kindly back then.
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