◜ . the circle of life ┊ hatching . ◞

[fulzanin]

WE'LL MAKE A WAY WHERE YOU CAN FIND YOUR PLACE
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Feza's tail had been rapidly flicking behind her as her gaze flicked back and forth. Her attention was mostly centered on the egg, but she was trying her best to keep up with the conversations that were being spoken around her. The sharp movements of her tail only grew more rapid when she noticed the cracks deepening, the taps, kneading at the ground with anticipation. What came from eggs, her mind derailed to ask her that question. Chickens, like she had asked upon her approach. Didn't bugs also come from eggs? Frogs, too. Other birds. Birds were the most notable and her mind made it clear to repeat such to her a few times over. When the actual hatching took place and the creature inside was revealed, the partythrower jumped a little in surprise. That was.. not a bird. Or a pelican. Or an insect, unless it was a very odd one. Her head tilted a little, for a moment befuddled as to what had just hatched from the egg. Then, realization hit. It was a dragon, a small one - of course it was small, Feza ridiculed herself, it had just hatched! "Aww, look at that, it's so small!"

Of course the snow leopard was not about to acknowledge about how her own dragon form was likely smaller than this fresh hatchling was, already. Her dragon form stood at a solid near six inches in height, and Feza had to guess this hatchling would topple her already. Didn't matter, it was so cute and the snow leopard was pacing in place with excitement. It was a hard emotion for Feza to keep under wraps, and it showed itself through her rapid, sporadic pacing and twitches of her wings and jagged swishing of her tail. Her ears swiveled when the topic of consumption came up. "Oh, oh!" Feza had sharply shrieked when she noticed that.. someone was looking at her. Was she expected to help? She could do such a thing, surely. "Well, whenever I'm in my dragon form I can pretty much eat the same stuff. Just gotta cut it up to be smaller 'n yea. Not sure if they've got teeth yet. They probably need to be mushed up, whatever meat we c'n get for them. Don't want them choking." Of course Feza rambled, lifting a paw to wave it through the air as if it somehow would help her points be conveyed with further ease. She was grinning, happy to be providing some sort of help, resuming her energetic bouncing movements shortly after.

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THE EMPTY CHAIRS WILL BE RESERVED FOR OUR PITY