The last hatchling -- The Bowl

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Date Posted: 12:24:11 11/30/03 Sun
Author: Dey and Shyth
Subject: The last hatchling

The young girl, whom was seen a moment ago tear-stained and kneeling as she talked silently to the last of the fledglings, was now walking into the Bowl, without a sound reassuring her new lovely mate, the emerald she�d begged to survive. She led her Needy Desire on, whispering in a voice only the minute green could hear.
�My Shyth� Let us find the bucket.�
[] The what? [] The little green said, looking confusedly at her rider.
�Bucket. A container, with a hole, that holds food. It should be the very last in here, the last child, my beauty.�
[] This, you mean? [] The green talked to her in the same sad, mysterious voice that Dey herself talked in, as though the memories of her nearly lost impression haunted her. Thank the stars Dey was there� The little green held up the last bucket, marked with a green stripe.
�Yes, love, that is it. Your food. Now, eat. You need your strength, dragon mine.� Dey was now a picture of calm, but scared happiness, as though a bit afraid the emerald dragon would leave her like all the others�
[] I will never leave you, for I am yours, my Dey, my night. [] The dragon�s sweet thought brought her to reassurance. She had left the grounds not alone, but with her life mate, and a friend, Cat. Cat� she�d have to find that little brown lizard to send her a message� better yet, she�d find her friend�s weyr! But, not now. Her dragon was just as dependent on her as she was on the emerald.
[] I am finished. [] The green gave a draconic smile, and got up, blood all over her face from the food.
�Come, desire of my heart, let us clean you.� She rubbed her dragon�s bloody muzzle, and the itching stopped, Shyth giving a great sigh of relief. Then, the two left toward the Perches, ready to begin their forever friendship.

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