04-12-2016, 02:56 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-12-2016, 03:35 PM by labprotocol.)
(Sorry for disappearing last night. I had a mega migraine. Hey Babybelly welcome to the group! :D I agree with Poppy that now that we have five players we should close the thread, but I'm new and I'm not sure how to set that up.)
Ky shifted, his autumn colored scales were polished and reflected the greenery around him. "I can't fly either, but I can follow you through the canopy. Nym and I can hunt down a deer together." It was obvious that Nym didn't know much about hunting, but the forest dragon wouldn't mind spending some one on one time teaching him. Deer wasn't the only thing he planned on hunting today. Flicking his tail in renewed excitement Ky nudged up against Ceral "Of course if you want any help catching a croc' I'm more than willing to lend a helping claw."
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Reva frowned as she glanced through the Avalon documents. It was a strange assortment with two forest dragons, a swamp dragon, a water dragon, and... whatever the companion and warrior dragons were. They were sure to produce interesting offspring, half of the dragons in the enclosure would produce lovely companion pets while the other half would make good guards and hunting pets. Maybe some of the clutches would produce kits that had the best of both or the worse. Avalon had become a bit of an experiment. The enclosure would attract a lot of attention from tourists.
They were interested to see how many eggs Kage produced per clutch. Based off the dragon's size and that of the carriers she worried a bit that Nym and Ceral wouldn't be able to come to term. The facility couldn't afford to lose clutches with those two. They were gorgeous specimens and on loan from their owners. The Facility was losing money everyday the two went unbred as the Facility paid their masters for the rental, the masters would also get a cut of the profit made from the dragon's clutch.
She glanced at the file again and read through the swamp dragon's record. He was an extremely rare find, but he'd proven a bit difficult. She tapped her pen against her clipboard and walked over to Han's work area. "I want to speed up the process in Avalon. Do we have any synthetic hormones left?" Recently some scientists had created a drug that when digested often sent both seeders and carriers into a mating heat. The drug was useful, but expensive and sometimes the dragons got injured when one became too aggressive. There was also the problem of a delivery system. Since the drug was expensive they didn't want to waste any on food that they dragons might not eat. They could send a handler or two to bring a couple of them back to the lab for injections.
The department was only allotted five doses per month and if Reva remembered correctly they had already used two on some fire dragons from the Elysian Fields who had been intent on escaping and had already been punished multiple times. Pregnancy was turned out to be an excellent deterrent.
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Ivy didn't fly far from the pool and kept tabs on Ceral's position. She wasn't worried that he'd get into any real trouble, but it felt as though the little dragon had a magnetic pull on her heart and she couldn't bare to move too far away from him. What was it about Ceral that intrigued her so much?
She grazed on the prickly bushes by the waters edge, enjoying the snap of wood between her jaws and the bitter acidic taste of sap. The plant was poisonous, but didn't bother her. Female forest dragons were venomous and immune to most forms of poison.
The wind shifted directions, a thick musky scent clinging to the air. Carrier. Leaving her meal, Ivy stalked toward the scent. It curled in her nostrils. It wasn't sweet or particular pleasant, but thick and earthy. As the smell curled and solidified Ivy started to make out the sounds of someone sleeping. With her claws she brushed aside some branches to revile a sleeping dragon. She lowered her muzzled to his face and growled, showing long fangs. "You carriers need to stop hiding. It's not polite."
Ky shifted, his autumn colored scales were polished and reflected the greenery around him. "I can't fly either, but I can follow you through the canopy. Nym and I can hunt down a deer together." It was obvious that Nym didn't know much about hunting, but the forest dragon wouldn't mind spending some one on one time teaching him. Deer wasn't the only thing he planned on hunting today. Flicking his tail in renewed excitement Ky nudged up against Ceral "Of course if you want any help catching a croc' I'm more than willing to lend a helping claw."
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Reva frowned as she glanced through the Avalon documents. It was a strange assortment with two forest dragons, a swamp dragon, a water dragon, and... whatever the companion and warrior dragons were. They were sure to produce interesting offspring, half of the dragons in the enclosure would produce lovely companion pets while the other half would make good guards and hunting pets. Maybe some of the clutches would produce kits that had the best of both or the worse. Avalon had become a bit of an experiment. The enclosure would attract a lot of attention from tourists.
They were interested to see how many eggs Kage produced per clutch. Based off the dragon's size and that of the carriers she worried a bit that Nym and Ceral wouldn't be able to come to term. The facility couldn't afford to lose clutches with those two. They were gorgeous specimens and on loan from their owners. The Facility was losing money everyday the two went unbred as the Facility paid their masters for the rental, the masters would also get a cut of the profit made from the dragon's clutch.
She glanced at the file again and read through the swamp dragon's record. He was an extremely rare find, but he'd proven a bit difficult. She tapped her pen against her clipboard and walked over to Han's work area. "I want to speed up the process in Avalon. Do we have any synthetic hormones left?" Recently some scientists had created a drug that when digested often sent both seeders and carriers into a mating heat. The drug was useful, but expensive and sometimes the dragons got injured when one became too aggressive. There was also the problem of a delivery system. Since the drug was expensive they didn't want to waste any on food that they dragons might not eat. They could send a handler or two to bring a couple of them back to the lab for injections.
The department was only allotted five doses per month and if Reva remembered correctly they had already used two on some fire dragons from the Elysian Fields who had been intent on escaping and had already been punished multiple times. Pregnancy was turned out to be an excellent deterrent.
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Ivy didn't fly far from the pool and kept tabs on Ceral's position. She wasn't worried that he'd get into any real trouble, but it felt as though the little dragon had a magnetic pull on her heart and she couldn't bare to move too far away from him. What was it about Ceral that intrigued her so much?
She grazed on the prickly bushes by the waters edge, enjoying the snap of wood between her jaws and the bitter acidic taste of sap. The plant was poisonous, but didn't bother her. Female forest dragons were venomous and immune to most forms of poison.
The wind shifted directions, a thick musky scent clinging to the air. Carrier. Leaving her meal, Ivy stalked toward the scent. It curled in her nostrils. It wasn't sweet or particular pleasant, but thick and earthy. As the smell curled and solidified Ivy started to make out the sounds of someone sleeping. With her claws she brushed aside some branches to revile a sleeping dragon. She lowered her muzzled to his face and growled, showing long fangs. "You carriers need to stop hiding. It's not polite."