(Thank you)


Ash hardly noticed any of them, but at the same time, his instincts told him about the dragons that were watching

(Np.)

A few slowly came down to greet him, or sniff him.

Ash welcomed them

They where all sorts of typs. Some scarlet to ruby red, others a dark shadey red and green. Some where yellow, others blue and green ish, few where multicolored and most where black and dark dark purple.

Two Nightflights sniffed his legs.

A Deepdover, of a sea green, flew up and sniffed his hair.

A few ruby red Fireharvesters clung to his back gently and chittered to one another about him.

Well...he smelled like winter.

The sniffy ones where amazed, they've never smelled such a thing!

The one sniffing his air soon just snuggled into it, curling up ontop of his head. "Oooo~"

One of the Nightflights sat on his foot, a thing hatchlings seemed to like to do. But he was older, so he was bigger than the ones that had sat there before him in time. "My walky thing now."

A baby Fireharvester used his tiny golden talons to pull himself up onto Ash's shoulder. He began sniffing Ash's face. "Ooo, no snout. Where snout?"

Ash was silent, staying still

Baby Shade looked at all the dragons, then at himself. He seemed to be realizing ... no one looked like him. His little dragon ears drooped.

The camophang girl gingerly bumped heads with him. "What's your name? I'm One-eye."

"He doesn't have a name yet."

"Oh. Hm, who hatched him then? We all get our names once we're out of the egg. " One-eye said, her name due to her looks.

Baby Shade sighed, staring down at the Nightflight on Ash's foot.