**She glances at W'st, smiling shyly** -- Igen Weyr

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Date Posted: 13:58:55 12/24/01 Mon
Author: Caen, Maisath and Hrim
Subject: **She glances at W'st, smiling shyly**
In reply to: W'st ~ Yimoth 's message, "Meat Roll!" on 09:49:31 12/24/01 Mon

**She vaguely sees his dragon fall to the floor, but most of her attention is on the flit egg.** What should we name it Mais? You choose. **The green looks thoughtful, and suddenly two names float into her head.** {Bree if it's a boy, Hrim if it's a girl.} **Caen looks strangely at her hatchling, but nods, turning her attention back to the egg. A fine line appears on the egg, and it rocks back and forth, but doesn't break. Maisath begins the hum that occurs at any hatching, but when that does not rouse a reply, she incourages it with a bugle reminsicent of Kylith's, and with that, the flit bursts forth, creeling in pain. Imbedded in it's green flank are four rather large pieces of egg. Caen hurridly takes the pieces out, and ruby liquid runs down the flank, turning a white napkin paritally red. Ripping off a piece of un-touched napkin with her teeth, Maisath hands it to Caen, and she applies it over the small wounds, soaking up the blood.** {Caen, she looks like me! Only smaller.} **Caen chuckles slightly, taking the napkin piece away. The blood flow had stopped, and she looks at Maisath** Yes love, she looks exactly like you, only smaller. Now. Hrim, was it? **She quickly gives the large green the meat roll in her hand, and it creels, walking up her shoulder, and head and settling on top of it. Caen chuckles and turns to the others.** "I think she likes me."

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Grins -- W'st ~ Yimoth, 16:12:58 12/24/01 Mon
- **She grins slightly, then strokes Hwin.** -- Caen, Maisath and Hwin, 14:08:56 12/26/01 Wed
  - :: Nods :: -- W'st ~ Yimoth, 17:24:35 12/26/01 Wed
    - **She takes it shyly** -- Caen, Maisath and Hwin, 20:41:26 12/26/01 Wed
      - Chuckles -- W'st ~ Yimoth, 20:58:27 12/26/01 Wed
        **A look of memory suddenly clouds the girl's eyes** -- Caen and Maisath, 19:50:00 12/27/01 Thu
        Nods -- W'st ~ Yimoth, 07:33:59 12/28/01 Fri

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