"That's not special," said the hatchling dismissively. "We can all do that, and most of us are a lot smarter. When you're babies, you can't even talk. I don't get why Acethylka treats humans like they're so special."
"Acethylka?" said Aubrey.
"She was the one who showed you in," said the hatchling, indicating her with a pointed foreclaw. "You didn't even ask for her name? That's pretty rude, isn't it?"
"I guess I was too busy being scared," said Aubrey, smiling his helpless smile again. This hatchling seemed very confident in its own cleverness, and the longer they spoke with each other, the more Aubrey was reminded of someone else he knew, though he was sure that someone would have protested the comparison.
"I knew it, you're a coward," declared the hatchling. It stung a little to hear, but maybe only because it was true. "But I guess you're alright. You're more interesting than the humans that came through here before."
Aubrey was caught off guard by the hatchling's declaration He had been doing his best to get along with this hatchling, but thus far he had never been sure whether things were actually going well between them or not. It seemed to like the flowers, at least, but even then, the conversation had moved on from them pretty quickly.
The hatchling inclined its head. "What do you look so surprised for?"
"No... It's nothing," Aubrey said. After a moment, he spoke again, doing his best not to weigh his own words too heavily. "Say... I've never visited the canyons before, and I don't know anyone here..."
"You want me to go home with you, don't you?" said the hatchling.
Aubrey felt that he shouldn't reasonably be surprised at the way this hatchling cut to the heart of the matter anymore. "Will you?" he said. After all, the hatchling hadn't refused yet...
Acethylka had been watching, of course, from a distance. It was not uncommon for the most clever of the hatchlings to inexplicably draw the humanoids to them, or perhaps, they were the most interested in them. It was not entirely shocking of course when the pale yellow makiyan hatchling (one of the most stark of the bunch, if she remembered correctly) seemed to gravitate towards the humanoid. After a while, Acethylka stepped in, leaning her head down to address the young hatchling. "Hello young one. Would you like to go with this individual?" There came a time when those inclined to do so went out to adventure, and often they went with humanoids, after all. It was just a fact. "You do not have to if you do not wish." Somehow, however, she knew that the hatchling would go. This hatchling had a way of... Saying exactly what they meant, and they would hear it.
The hatchling inclined its head at Acethylka's approach, apparently not at all surprised. Maybe it had known that this was coming. Aubrey hadn't, though now that she was here, of course it made sense. This was, essentially, an adoption, and of course an adult would be there to mediate in any respectable such establishment. He smiled politely at her, having calmed down some since his initial case of the jitters at the entrance. The hatchling hadn't exactly been welcoming, but their chat had made him feel more comfortable all the same, somehow.
The hatchling still wore a bored expression, though now it studied Aubrey sidelong. "Well," said the hatchling. "I was feeling kind of bored here anyway. And he's more interesting than the other ones I've seen. Besides, he'll probably get in trouble if there's no one there to watch him, since he's such a coward and all, so I suppose I'll go with him."
Acethylka looked pleased at that. She wasn't judgmental, of course, but she was sure that the hatchling and this humanoid would do well together. Perhaps one would sharpen the other, and the other would calm down some. Or maybe not, it took all kinds of course. These kinds of partnerships often worked out quite well. She nodded. "I give my blessing. You two may go." She smiled at them, and then walked them to the front door out of politeness. "Good luck on your journeys, you two." At that, she nods.
Your name: Fanged Draconic: Hatchling Q and Hatchling I Canyon Home: Blankenship Do you have plans for your friend?: For Q: Fanged is new to the world of Draconics and she wants to learn more about it. An intelligent Draconic would work well to understand their culture and explain it to her. A hatchling would work better for her considering they would be able to grow and learn the world together. I imagine that being in the rookery with two Shayala siblings, Q will feel like a bit of an outsider. Fanged will be able to connect with that, knowing that feeling all too well. For I: Within the world of Draconics, one needs to have a little protection. Hatchling I would work well as a foil to Q. Q can teach Fanged about the intellectual side of the Draconic world, I would focus on the practical. Q would prefer to explore the city with Fanged while I would prefer to go fishing. In tandem, the two Draconics will be able to integrate Fanged into the Draconic world rather nicely.
Fanged found the prospect of visiting the Rookery to be rather frightening. She had heard about Draconics, but she had never been around any. Most of her time was spent on the labs side of things and she wanted to change that. She ran a hand self-consciously through her hair. Procrastinating things wouldn’t make them easier. Walking down the path, Fanged took a moment to reflect on the huge change she was about to make. A Draconic wasn’t like a lab pet, this was more like adopting a child than anything else. The responsibility was immense, but she felt ready to handle it. Learning the Draconic world was an important part to understand the world around her. This was a step she needed to take. She approached the end of the path, slightly fearful of the Draconic that blocked the entrance.
“Hello there, I wish to adopt a Draconic or two. If there are any that would have me of course.” Fanged smiled politely at the Draconic, even if she was a little hesitant.
Acethylka was quite proud that the Rookery was doing well recently. Sure, they had gotten quite a few more babies in, but they had also been visited quite a bit more often, all things considered. She wasn't surprised when another individual came in today to take a look around. She looked them up and down for a moment, before nodding. "You may come in, and we will see if anyone will have you." She replied, stepping out of the way. "The youngsters tend to be in... That direction." She pointed. "And our traveled and grown hatchling draconics tend to stay over that way." She pointed the opposite direction. She would watch, of course, but she was sure the individual would be fine.
Fanged thanked Acethylka and then headed in the direction towards the youngsters. A fully grown Draconic felt a bit intimidating at the moment. It seemed like a better idea to start with the smaller ones, just until she got used to them. The hatchlings could be heard from fairly far away. The noise of playtime carried over the path. It was easy enough to follow the noise to where they were clustered. When she reached them, it was easy to get overwhelmed. The clearing was filled with an abundance of hatchlings. If Fanged recalled correctly, Draconic breeding had only recently come into season again. She took in the view of the various hatchlings, trying to find one that looked easy to approach. Most of them were clumped together, playing various games or sleeping in a cozy pile.
"You look a little lost." A voice called out from her right hand side.
She startled, caught off guard by the sudden voice. She turned to see if she could spot the speaker. Two Draconic hatchlings peered up at her. One was purple with pink tipped wings and the other was greyish purple with green tipped scales.
"Yeah you. You look a little lost!" The Draconic repeated. The greyish purple Draconic was the one addressing her.
"I suppose I must look out of place. A human in the land of the Draconics usually is I suspect," Fanged responded.
The Draconic squinted their eyes, examining her with an academic scrutiny. "You don't look like a human. I mean sure, you have the whole standing on two legs thing going on. But you have ears on the top of your head! Humans don't have those. And look, you have a tail! Humans definitely don't have tails."
The words stung, unintentional as they were. "There's no pulling one over on you, is there? My species would be recognized as humanish I imagine."
If Fanged had done her research correctly, the two hatchlings she was looking at would be a Lashak and a Kitava. Beyond that, she knew very little about the Draconic species. She only knew how to identify each type and that didn't take much knowledge at all. The Kitava was the one speaking to her. He might have appeared to be bold, but his body was stiff as though he was wary of her. The silent Lashak was the first to move. She raised her wings and flapped them in greeting. Fanged's eyes lit up and she knelt down next to the Lashak.
Your name: Riku Draconic: ‘Special’ Shalaya Canyon Home: Will make one when I have a Draconic. Do you have plans for your friend?: Riku has never been to the Canyon, but as a mage and explorer, he figured it was time he look into the ancient race and culture. They'll accompany him to the mines and such, and will likely later breed for his eventual bonded.
Riku walked the path to the grotto where he was given directions to by an intimidatingly large but generally friendly quadrupedal draconic. He traveled alone, other than the Amulet Spirit around his neck he had yet to summon. He had heard before that draconics didn't look to fondly on other worldly creatures in their land - or humans, for that matter. He wasn't sure how they would react to him being alone, and he was hyper-aware of their noticing him as he passed.
He had never interracted with the race before, and had only ever seen a few from a distance in the city - surely ones that had been bonded with, as he had read that only the bonded pairs would be willing to leave their home. In fact, he had read a good deal about Draconics after hearing of their magical potential. He liked magic - loved it, really. Feared it a bit as well, though that was just good sense. He wondered how ti was that such a proud race would let a mere human like him into their city to adopt one of their children? He had good intentions - and a lot of love to give - but what if he didn't? Would they know...?
He reached the Oasis and saw a flurry of creatures in the area. He was relieved to see that it wasn't the type of 'orphanage' he had imagined: Cold rooms filled with disappointment. Instead everyone their seemed to be enjoying themselves. Like one giant family, though their being there must have been acknowledgement enough that they each believed they had another 'truer' family of their own.
Acethylka could hear someone coming, and something told her that today might be a very good day for a little hatchling to find their home. She typically had pretty good feelings about these kinds of things. She stood near the door, and true to her intuition, there was someone there. "Hello." She rumbles, her voice bright towards the end of the word. "Are you here to see if anyone would like a home with you?" She said, sweetly. Some individuals were intimidated by her, and some felt more at home. It depended on the person, she figured.
Finally reaching the door, he didn't know whether to knock on the wall or simply enter, as it was open. He stood for a moment, and then shifted his weight forward - and paused again. Better safe than sorry. He didn't know the customs here...and if they didn't have a knocking practice, he could just explain it was a humanoid way of being polite in someone else's home.
He reached his hand out and went to knock - but heard a certain voice acknowledge him before he could. The voice wasn't exactly intimidating...just strong and sure of itself. This was their domain, after all, he figured. The end of the short phrase seemed to lift into a welcoming tone, and he decided to accept it. His arm whipped back to his side in an instinctual instant, and he looked to see who it was. Their colors were quite captivating, and he had never seen a draconic in picture with that anatomy.
"Hello.." he said, weakly. "I, yes." he replied, keeping his hands at his sides so she would know he wasn't dangerous...but she wasn't just a creature. She was a person. And she apparently spoke common, so she didn't need simple body language to know his intentions. This was a society...however, natural cues couldn't hurt, he supposed.
Relax, Riku. She probably doesn't bite...Probably.
The dragoness regally looks at the individual, cracking a soft grin at him. She is sure to keep her teeth as hidden as possible. "Alright, that is good." She said, turning to lead the way. "Come with me." As she went forward, eventually coming to a stopping point between two areas. "To the left are the adults looking for adventure. To the right are the youngsters that have yet to meet a clan. Feel free to go see if anyone will have you." She said, pleased as punch to have someone here looking for someone. Maybe they'd find the perfect friend?
This person did seem very welcoming. Their shape and size made him naturally quiver inside...but their soft smile and apparent consideration - even likely wisdom - made him actually feel more comfortable. This. Was. A. Person. And they even seemed to be more decent than a handful he'd encountered of his own species. At this realization, or rather confirmation, he tucked away his irrational (and likely rude and socially mocked) fear and decided to just....not see their race. They were just people. People! And he would choose to see their souls instead of their.....um, claws. Souls, yes. Nice souls.
Right or left....? Goodness, it was a big decision, but to the left he imagined giant wings and claws. To the right he imagined adorable baby beas- er, people. The massive amount of culture and pride in their people was still intimidating since he was so new to it all. Plus he knew sheer size would make it difficult for him to allow himself to get close to these people. They were here to find a family, or at least friends. He wanted that, too...however, it may be better to play it safe.
A baby was what he felt most comfortable imagining. He could raise it in his own culture to a degree....he didn't know if this person would be the one....he didn't want to have his hopes up. However, he could at least have faith they would be right for each other.
"To the right, I think." He said to Acethylka, a bit more confident than he was before, and he began to walk that way.
Down a short walkway and into an open area with plenty of room the fly, swim, run and play. Riku was dazzled at the display as easily more than a dozen or two children went about the large room. Many of them grouped up mid-game. Some in pairs talking, others minding their own business or looking lost and confused. Already he could see an array of personalities and even intelligences. He folded his fingers together as he looked around in anticipation to see if he felt a spark.
There was one fellow, orange and blue, bulky, next to the water. He sat alone and looked just as unfamiliar with the place as Riku. "Hello there." he said with a smile to the child, who seemed to take a half-second longer to react to the greeting than was expected. They simply stared at the human, not knowing what it was they were looking at.
Jewel: Clarifying note - the event is open to posting from now until November 20th. Halloween night is simply the setting. <3 Edited to reflect this.
Oct 24, 2020 11:55:01 GMT -6
Nadia: The Grand Garden Masquerade is open to visitors! Please come along and take part and meet your fellow players - everyone will get something for their efforts, and you may win a grand prize!
Oct 24, 2020 10:18:12 GMT -6
Morgan: I love the face markings on the mature form.
Oct 23, 2020 20:12:05 GMT -6
Morgan: Oooh, the Pengu are so perfect. :3
Oct 23, 2020 19:42:39 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: The Pocket Pet Zoo has been updated! It got for every Pocketpet the new links for those who need them, or wish to adopt one!
Oct 6, 2020 23:39:43 GMT -6
Riku: Congrats to new sarane clutch owners!
Oct 3, 2020 14:22:15 GMT -6
Renathan: Thank you! Xentus really knocked it out of the park! / Ah, that makes sense. -nod- Thanks for letting me know, Xentus!
Oct 1, 2020 15:02:01 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: Congrats on your Draconic Growth Renathan/Morgan!
Oct 1, 2020 14:55:36 GMT -6
Xentus: Contacted cubeupload about this and another issue I'd been having, turns out the image not updating may be a cloudflare issue. But, the server is getting an update hopefully over the weekend that'll resolve this
Oct 1, 2020 1:37:30 GMT -6
Morgan: Certainly, I appreciate it! I'm sure it is probably something my computer is doing, it will probably fix itself, but if it doesn't I'll be sure to get ahold of you. :3
Sept 30, 2020 23:57:37 GMT -6
Xentus: Oh let me know if his image doesn't update for you after like a day or so, I'll try to reupload or give you a new code if all else fails
Sept 30, 2020 23:53:40 GMT -6
Morgan: Oh, neat! It is really cool to see the first draft. It really helps seeing the initial thoughts- I do love how he came out even more knowing the starting steps of the journey.
Sept 30, 2020 23:49:00 GMT -6
Morgan: Thank you, again. I know it was a lot of hard work to bring him to life.
Sept 30, 2020 23:46:58 GMT -6
Morgan: You did a great job. c: I love how his face looks, and that wing aura is probably my favorite thing about him. I've kinda associated constellation-y stuff with Morgan's magic before I even had Morgan onsite, and it really ties them together.
Sept 30, 2020 23:46:37 GMT -6
Xentus: I was afraid I didn't apply his concepts very well actually heh. The mask inspired his markings and his face shape vaguely. If you look closely at his wing arua, there's little constellations
Sept 30, 2020 23:43:11 GMT -6
Morgan: I'm sorry I probably didn't give the easiest concept/idea/body type to image combo, but you really, really knocked it out of the park and he came out even better than hoped. <3
Sept 30, 2020 23:34:50 GMT -6
Xentus: I'm so relieved <3 I'm really happy with how he turned out
Sept 30, 2020 23:33:01 GMT -6
Morgan: The more I look at it the more I love him. c: His lightning-bolt shaped horns are awesome.
Sept 30, 2020 23:28:40 GMT -6