#aonbarr

My travels were mostly coastal this time, and one additional one that I found on the way.

Two of them are in nests as usual, the third is in a small tank to keep it wet - the colors seem to dull when it's out of water for too long, I don't want to risk damaging it.

As usual, I need to prepare before I head out again, you will have time.

-S

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I shall be attempted for this lovely egg! I lay it in a nest of soft moss and clovers under the warm spring sun!

The egg begins to shift in the soft moss, rocking slowly. The clovers across the top wiggle with its movements. Steadily the rocking grows more and more insistent, shuffling and clacking coming from inside.

With one swift motion, one side of the egg is suddenly kicked outwards, a golden hoof sticking out of the opening. It retracts awkwardly, and there's a pause as the hatchling rotates, before a head pushes through the fresh hole, the shell caving around the rest of the body with ease.

The hatchling's limbs are awkward as it clambers free of the shells, eventually settling in the moss witha small huff. It looks around, and sees you.

The hatchling has imprinted on you.

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