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Date Posted: 12/18/07 9:53pm
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Dane
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Bree 's message, "inside" on 12/18/07 9:44pm

(He lifted his head as she got to her feet, feeling the restlessness of her body as she shifted, knowing that it was the eggs that were restless. He was still pondering her headaches as she crossed the area and started to look around the clearing he had made for her and the whelps. Really he had created a little oasis for her, a perfect little slice of life that would satisfy all her needs during these last months of pregnancy. All he needed to do was keep her fed, warm and safe and wait nature out. Frowning a little, he wondered if headaches were part of pregnancy and reached out to find his brother, only to find that Durgan was too far away.. no doubt in his lair. He would have to wait until his brother came to check on Bree to ask him about it. In the meantime, his gaze tracked her as she moved, impossibly elegant even with her distended belly.) I dinna like to think that ye have been in pain, lass.. ye should have told me. I will have Durgan see to ye. (He made a soft sound as he rose to his feet and lowered his head, shaking the droplets of rain out of his scales with a flurry of motion. He looked towards the nest as she mentioned it, and smirked.) Aye, tis beautiful.. the stones there, they might help to quiet the bairn a bit. (He said softly, and went over to the nest's edge, his head lowering so that he could nose a few errant pieces of peat back into place. It was a massive nest, dug into the ground and lined with warm peat moss, bits of straw and things he had gathered about the forest and lined with some of the soft furs from his den. The gold within the lining sang to him and he crooned back, his dragonspeak coming out in a soft melodic hum as he nudged the lining again. His gaze was red when he turned his head to Bree and smiled softly.) Listen, tis already calling to ye, lass.. I can hear it.. (He could hear the gold from miles off, it sang precious songs straight to his heart, calling to him. He lifted a paw and set it in the nest, then quietly climbed in, tucking his wings into his body and lowering himself down along one edge, curled slightly along with the natural shape of the oval nest. He looked to Bree then.) Come lay wi' me, lass.. tis late, and a dragon needs his rest.

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Replies:

inside -- Bree, 12/19/07 10:09am
- Inside -- Dane, 12/19/07 10:16am
  - inside -- Kaden, 12/25/07 9:02pm