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[Onyxdreams]

~ ☼ It was just a little bit of a strange feeling, actually chewing on something for once. Almost everything that she ate she swallowed whole, despite encouragement from some of those in her new home to use her teeth for once and take her time eating. She could easily do the same with these eggs, but why would she, when they tasted as good as they did? There was still something so strange about discovering that birds hoarded these, maybe they ate them too somehow? It must not have been too hard to get them, they were very obviously defective in some way, being as small as they were, it probably found them left in the sand. Oddly warm though, despite there being no life in them, but that only made them all the better.

Lifting another one of her prizes up to her mouth, Onyx opened her maw to devour that one as well, only to pause and turn her head towards the sound of pawsteps approaching, tongue flicking out once more as she did. Oh, her papa was here, and he was eyeing her prize himself, she could see it. Did he...maybe want one of them? She didn't want to give them up, but...if it was for her papa, then she could part with one or two. Ears flicking as the sounds of a question reached her, she turned her attention back to her papa and away from the eggs at her paws. "Tree!" was her cheerful reply, a wing unfolding and twisting to point one of its digits at the big tree, just at the edge of the really big group of trees beyond her camp. It had been a bit scary at first, going out so far, but the reward that she had now seemed well worth the journey! Slit oculars flicked away from her father, just slightly to his side, to the sort-of-gray form peering out from around him. Sibling, Foam, that was his name, Foam. She could not say she knew him well, or had really played much with him, or talked much with him, or...well, or been around him much, but he was watching her too. Did he want her prize too? He couldn't have any, papa could, because he was papa, but no one else.

A voice, one she had never heard before, reached her ears, the kit's head swiveling to fix the new arrival with her gaze, and froze once she did. Scales, so many scales, more even then she had, yet there was still fur, there was still hints of a cat, despite it being so obviously not a cat. The face was a bit different, a bit flatter, and longer then her own, but...it looked a lot like her, it was one of the closest things to herself that she had yet to see in her life. Her head tilted to the side, tongue flickering out faster now as she leaned closer to the not-cat that was so close now, that smelled so much more like kin then anything else had, a look of wonder on her face. "Mama?" It was soft, nearly inaudible, for a question that was as important as it was. She already knew who her papa was, but this...was this really her mama? Her wing dipped down suddenly to the sand at her paws, claws grasping for a few seconds, before finally extending out in her kin's direction, a comparatively small white object held in their grip. "Egg?"