destruction and regrowth || egg in the desert?

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♛ GAEL Ó BROIN

Perhaps he should have expected the child to act out.  Most children fought to receive their way with no thought of the consequences -- perhaps not fully expecting the consequences.

Gael felt his eyes narrow.  Mercede was no child of his -- deserving none of the sentiment or sympathy Aine may receive.  Though he hardly expected Aine would attempt to steal an egg.

'You will have to take it from me.'  As if he found the prospect dissuading. "Fine."

The vulpine hardly batted an eye, swiftly pulling the air around them into a swift breeze, altering the course to knock the child over then hold her there long enough for Astiar to take the egg.  He observed the massive cicada for a moment, pleased to see the care he possessed -- the dragon could knock trees down but he would not harm a living creature intentionally.

"Event Temple," he repeated calmly.  "Follow me, Astiar."

Trusting him to follow, Gael set his paws back on the direction towards the temples.  He hesitated however, returning a cold gaze to Mercede.

"This 'thing' will hatch into a living creature -- which you are not permitted to own.  You can be useful and help me construct a nursery for it, or you can go home."

"ISN'T IT LOVELY?" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / pittian / lamby