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"This is Slake, my snow female," Affectionately, Jaysen caresses the hatchling in his arms. "She was a contest drake."
"Is that why this cave is so..elaborate?" you ask, sifting the fine white sand of the cave floor through your fingers. "And why it's separate?"
Leaving Slake cosy in her nest of sand, Jaysen restlessly paces the weyr and occasionally reaches out to tidy some article on the shelves. "I always thought tilldrakes had to live in packs, and I was worried that this one would be lonely. But Athelia of Kyloran Island has said that Slake is...special...in some way. Demanding unusual levels of attention and care."
"Thus this cave," you surmise, and the young man nods. "It certainly looks well-kept. Slake must be very special to warrant this attention." You scan the contents of the weyr, all placed neatly in a corner, on a wooden shelf riveted to the stone wall.
Jaysen smiles. "Yes, Slake has turned out very special indeed. Notice her blue bands?"
You had indeed noticed the deep blue pattern and wondered about it.
"Those are coral-drake markings," Jaysen says proudly. "Only the best-cared-for drakes develop them."
Back to the other tilldrakes
Index
All pix were drawn by me. Please do not steal them, I am perfectly willing to draw some for you. All you have to do is ask. Nicely, that is. *grin*
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