[prp] Like Clockwork [Ionan/Ruunan]

[Sweet Symmetry]

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Ruunan [HR] - 16 - he/him/his - App Woodcrafter

The egg was most definitely moving. Since Niika had found him, after the hatching, and handed him his winnings, he’d been watching the egg like a crazed wherry. It was probably for the best that he’d decided to stand down as a candidate- caring for a firelizard was also a lot of work, and he didn’t want to spread himself too thin. What if he somehow messed this up as well?

And yet, the anxiety and fear faded away as he was captivated by the roiling back and forth motions of the delicate pink and orange egg. It sat next to a plate of food, half-eaten and now-forgotten, as the young man stared with mouth agape.

Cr-craack. The spidery little markings ran across its shell. His heart lept to his throat, and he was surprised to find that his palms were sweaty as his fingers moved for a piece of meat… a firelizard… a little flittery friend to call his own… a dreamy smile spread across his face…

Thaliawen

 

[Thaliawen]

Ionan had come to convince the kitchen staff to let him take extra meat rolls, but he’d been distracted from his task. A firelizard egg was hatching! He could tell by the movement. He’d seen a few fire lizards hatch but he didn’t have one. Yet. He was going to ask his older sister for one, at some point.

The boy with the egg didn’t seem much older than he was. Ionan went over, sitting down at the table. “What are you going to call it?” He asked.  

[Sweet Symmetry]

Thaliawen

Ionan’s approach wasn’t noticed until the younger lad spoke, and Ruunan started a little, surprised and almost… embarrassed. “Oh, erm… I’m not sure… I haven’t… really thought about it… That’s bad, right?” Oh, shells. He should have been thinking of a name whilst waiting for the egg to hatch. He blushed a little, glancing at the plate.

There wasn’t much time for awkwardness, for a tiny clawed foot jabbed its way out of the lower half of the shell. A small, soft gasp of awe escaped his lips, and his focus shifted back to the egg… The foot had a distinctly dark colour- perhaps a blue, or a brown… Ruunan squinted... “Do you think I should help it?” He whispered, tilting his head slightly. The lone visible paw seemed to jiggle around, as though the creature inside was slightly disgruntled that it hadn’t entirely hatched yet.