Little Ones (Amber Iwa's Hatching)

It was certainly a fairly decent evening and, without any chores to complete until morning or later that night, Yalenia had some time to go walking about the Weyr. She was wandering about the Weyr Bowl when she spotted a female Wherhandler walking towards the Dining Hall. She paused and studied the woman, sure that she was a Brownhandler. What was more, however, was that the woman seemed to have something attached to her foot. Yalenia tried to focus a little more and eventually made out the small shape of a bug. It was one of the creatures she had seen in the water upon her arrival here.

Despite what they were… They were kind of cute really. It looked rather young but perhaps she had merely guessed wrong. Then again, the wild ones she had spotted had been quite large in comparison to the blue she had just seen. She pushed it from her mind until she spotted a young boy running from the Dining Hall and towards the lake. Curiosity got the better of the Smith and she decided to follow the boy.

Reaching the banks of the lake she grinned when she saw the eggs laid in the sands. How sweet! There would be another hatching! She had only been to a few hatchings in her life and never had she attended either a firelizard hatching or… Um… Whatever these things were. She’d heard they were called Pillies but they were clearly native to the Western Continent for she had only ever seen them here.

Approaching the boy she had followed she smiled a greeting. She was more curious than anything else and didn’t know whether or not these things even impressed to humans or liked them. Shrugging her shoulders she decided it would be educational to stand and watch what was happening. If nothing else, it would give her some indication of what to expect in Dalibor for there were a great many things she was not used to in the Weyr.

The brownish coloured Pillie was obviously the mother and had laid a great amount of eggs. Yalenia assumed she was bonded to a member of the Weyr for she doubted whether any wild creature would like humans standing near her eggs. Even some bonded creatures hated people standing near their eggs.

ooc: One for Yal please ^^

Daymar was, unfortunately, in the wrong place at the wrong time... at least, in his eyes. To those who coveted pillies, he would have been deemed quite lucky indeed. Standing around was good enough for the human-seeking buglets, who hatched and stretched their feelers and looked around with their beady black eyes. People were beginning to show up and the hatching pillies would have plenty to choose from. There would be no shortage of pillies to go around - twenty eggs even had been laid there in the sand.

A tiny brown spilled from his egg and trundled off immediately, wandering this way and that. He didn't seem to have any clue what to do, any goal in like, and appeared rather intoxicated in the way he failed to follow any straight path. His meandering, however, eventually lead him to the pantleg of an unfortunate bystander. He latched onto Daymar without really thinking about it. Grglgrglgrlg, said the brown, before promptly being rushed by a headstrong gray.

She had been watching Daymar like a hawk. Plotting. She didn't know what she was plotting, but oh, she was plotting, and she had a fierce glint in her eye. As soon as the brown bonded to the boy, the gray lost it and ran, whiskers raised, hissing. She slammed into Daymar in a way that would no doubt give him a heart attack, but her small size meant no real feeling accompanied the collision. She shoved the brown over so she could have the prime spot of pantleg - which, of course, had been the exact spot the brown had been on before - and let out a feral hiss. SSSSSSSSSS, she projected, asserting her... well, assertiveness.

A few more pillies were breaking free of their tiny eggs. One pink in particular managed to somersault out of hers, the tiniest baby of all, and rolled happily in the sand. She curled and uncurled herself, stretched her little legs and little feelers and little body. She quite enjoyed the rolling and did a fair amount of that, picking up sand on her damp and sticky back. Then she turned her bright little eyes to the people standing around and curled up out of excitement. Then she scuttled over to the best big, two-leggy, walk-funny thing and climbed all the way up to Saia's shoulder. There, she attached to the girl, secreting her bonding substance to form the link. Plip! she chirped, quite delighted with her new link. Plip plip! And she sent Saia the dim sensation of rolling.

Another brown was already wandering about the beach, pausing often and only taking a few little steps at a time. His feelers waved about obsessively, trying to sense all that he could. Eventually, his short spurts of movement found him waving the fronds at a blue who looked all too unhappy about it. The blue arched its back in annoyance and popped into a little ball, promptly rolling - unintentionally - down the slight incline he had been on. He snapped back open and was equally unhappy with his surprising new position.

The brown moved on in his inconsistent way, full of curiosity but also full of caution. Eventually, he caught sight of something that quite interested him. Looking up - a difficult feat for his stiff little body - he saw something that was all red on top! All caution was blown to the wind as he was far to interested in the red-topped object. He scuttled forward with great haste and climbed his way up the intriguing tower. He latched himself firmly to Damali's tummy, clicking in delight. Klkclklckikikiklck! He continued to chatter away, waving his feelers about and getting to know Damali the best he could.

The blue sulked where he was, rigid and entirely unhappy. He received an unwelcome visitor, then - the largest pillie yet, dark reddish-brown with a vibrant red-orange streak on her back. She promptly shoved right into him, a gesture that she believed was affectionately violent. Though she was darker than her mother, the offensive creature was indeed an amber. Her consort trailed behind her, a snooty-looking black. He huffed at the blue and, if he had had a nose, it would be firmly in the air and looked down. He hung back while his amber made friends.

The blue, however, would have none of it. He curled back up into a ball and the amber seemed fixed on taking her new trinket with her. She looked back at the black in triumph. Loot! Blue loot! All hers! And she began to roll her little brother around. She was exceedingly happy until the blue uncurled again and quickly scuttled off. The amber pouted. Foiled! Her plan was foiled!

Fuming, the blue stomped over to Ridley and hoisted himself up to the boy's thigh. He didn't care that Ridley was worried. He didn't care about anything at all. Sour as could be, the blue continued to be a grump even when he formed the link with his lifemate. FFFFFFT, he hissed. FFFFFFFFFF.

The amber, quite upset about her missing booty, walked off with arrogance. The black stayed where he was, unwilling to follow such a childish captain... queen, even if she was the queen. The amber turned back, offended. Mutiny? He was committing mutiny? Disgusting! Horrible! No one did that to her! She hissed audible and stalked off again, only to find herself facing the leg of one of the humans. Finally! A good treasure! Arrrrr! She suctioned herself to Yalenia, letting out a cry of piratey triumph.

The black, meanwhile, had calmly attached himself to the excited blond boy. Hrm, he said, indicating his lack of interest in E'rin but his unfortunate need for him as well. E'rin was elated nonetheless. "You're just like Levi!" he grinned, wondering briefly where his independent brown firelizard was at the moment. He found the brown's consciousness sleeping somewhere far off. "You can be Levi II!" And he rubbed the black's smooth shell, whether Levi II liked it or not.

Yalenia watched the bugs moving about with fascination. She had always been the type to just enjoy watching things whether or not anything would come of it. Watching the pillies sparked a lot of interest as she watched the first few hatching and making their way over to a young male whom didn’t seem to be paying attention until the Brown and the Gray leapt at him. Having never seen a Pillie hatching before Yalenia had no idea what to expect but this was not it. The bugs launched themselves at the boy and latched onto him. Like a giddy apprentice Yalenia clapped lightly with some laughter. Apparently, the boy didn’t like these creatures attaching themselves to him for he immediately started freaking out and blaming the young man behind him.

Looking back at the pillies she was disappointed to see that she had missed the hatching and impression of a pink as well as the hatching of a brown and blue. She did not, however, miss the hatching of the reddish-brown and black. Watching the new set of pillies she smiled at the antics of each one. Each of them had their very own personality and it was showing through even at this stage. The largest one, she thought it must have been Amber, seemed to think her blue brother was some sort of treasure and was trying to collect him in a way. The poor blue was rolled into a ball and the Amber seemed to be enjoying pushing him along with a black in tow.

Yalenia found it rather amusing, therefore, when the blue uncurled and latched himself onto the young blond boy who immediately started flailing and trying to remove the bug from his person. She was even more surprised when she heard a yell of triumph and felt something attach to her leg.

Arrr!

Looking down she spotted the Amber pillie attached to her leg and stared at her in shock. Well… That was surprising… She was careful not to move the pillie too much as she held out her hand for the pillie to crawl onto.

RrrrftArrr

The Amber, quite content where she was, did not want to relinquish this loot for anything else any time soon!

Aaaaft

“Well aren’t you just so… Hearty and lovely! I’ll call you Hearty! Me ah, my Hearty!

Arrrr!

There was a little pink among the eggs that had been scuttling around for quite some time. She was more on the salmon end of the spectrum, compared to her rolly sister Flip, but seemed similarly excited. She wiggled about and actually seemed to be shivering quite a lot. She was like an eager canine puppy, unable to contain her energy.

When she walked past an egg just as it hatched, she started, turning to face the brand new sibling. It was a gray, who immediately crawled out of the broken shell to meet her pink sister. The two young ladies were both delighted and went scuttling about in each others' company. The gray was glad just to have something small to watch other and the pink was glad to have an adventure partner, vibrating with joy. They made their rounds about the other eggs, coming across a newly-hatched brass.

The brass moved to join in on their adventure, but the pink ignored him for the fun of it, and the gray wasn't as interested in the larger male as she was in her tiny sister. Feeling dejected but refusing to show it, the brass shrugged it off and stood firmly where he was, surveying everything going on because, after all, he was great and he didn't have to play to be great. The crown mark on his head segment was more abstract than his two brass predecessors', Lord and Fin.

The pink, though enjoying her time with the gray, had the attention span of a goldfish and was immediately interested in every single thing that caught her eye. Then, one particular thing caught her eye, and she was nearly vibrated her shell off. Now, but why was he way over there? He should have been closer! Oh, but she could get there! With a farewell chirp to her sister, the pink sped away as fast as her tiny legs could carry her. She hoisted herself up onto W'lin and proceeded to shiver up next to his skin under his shirt. Cuddles! Brrrrr! Love! Brrrrr!

The gray realized she needed a replacement little sister, her protective instincts leaving her feeling empty at the pink's absence. All of the humans, though, they were too big... except for one! The gray knew that she needed that one tiny human. Trundling over to Kidanyr, the gray looked extremely pleased. She climbed all the way to the youngster's shoulder and clung to her there, secreting her bonding agent and forming the link. Lu, she said simply, entirely happy with her new best friend. She had no plans to leave that little bitty shoulder for quite some time.