04-12-2016, 11:59 PM
((Sorry my computer freaked out and posted before I meant to before... This is my full reply now though lol))
"Hmmm... Yes, Nym probably most definitely needs to be injected eventually. Not only is he seemingly stubborn and indignant towards us, but his type is not one to just randomly breed unfortunately, which think the Fiskes have overlooked." He glanced at his clipboard again. "Tundra dragons are usually quite exclusive breeders, and don't usually start producing clutches until they have found a permanent mate of their own kind... Which in Avalon, is going to be impossible for Nym to achieve..."
Han glanced to Ceral's file next.
"The little Cave dragon just appears to be stubborn.... If we don't see him warming up to any of the seeders soon, then I agree that hormones may be the right option for him, if we're certain they'll be effective on him at all. I don't want to be wasting doses. It seems like a promising idea though." Han furrowed his brow. "Well, if we can catch him that is. If worse comes to worse, Nym should be able to be netted fairly easily,though he's so used to humans we may be able to get him to come right up to gate if we request it... But Ceral, he's been quite aloof so far, and may be hard to catch."
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"Oh, mating customs..." If Nym had been in his human form, then he probably would have blushed. He was also realizing that he was accidentally making he and Ky's conversation chase itself in circles. "Well... I don't know much about my own kind, but I do know that humans and tundra dragons are similar in the aspect that we both usually mate for life." He nodded slightly. He'd read that in one of the books in his master's library before. That was something that Nym was particularly proud of, the fact that he could read. It had become somewhat of a lost art among dragons, at least amongst captive ones as far as he was aware. Dragons were regal, clever creatures, known as scholars and intellectuals, though that had been partly lost over the ages and discouraged among 'companion' dragons.
Nym however, had been granted the opportunity to learn from and peruse the Fiske family's large in house library as much as he had wanted. It had thus become one of his favorite rooms in the large mansion, and he had spent hours and upon hours there, both alone and with the two children he was meant to keep an eye on.
"I know it probably sounds a little strange, especially when monogamy is a rare practice amongst other species of dragons..." He said slowly. It was going to be odd to be bred randomly, and produce a clutch of hybridized kits like his master expected, though he didn't suppose he had much of a choice. There weren't any other tundra dragons here as far as he was aware, and even then it wouldn't have been guaranteed that he would have hit it off with them if there was. He was just hoping that whatever seeder chose to breed him, whether it be Ky, who was already obviously mated to Ivan, or another dragon, was gentle with him and let him build some trust and at least a friendship between he and them. "I suppose us northern dragons are just a little strange..." He chuckled. "I also suppose that my kind, living in the lonely peaks of snowy mountains, we cling onto and keep whoever we can, as long as we can. Though, I suppose here in this facility, things are a little different."
"Hmmm... Yes, Nym probably most definitely needs to be injected eventually. Not only is he seemingly stubborn and indignant towards us, but his type is not one to just randomly breed unfortunately, which think the Fiskes have overlooked." He glanced at his clipboard again. "Tundra dragons are usually quite exclusive breeders, and don't usually start producing clutches until they have found a permanent mate of their own kind... Which in Avalon, is going to be impossible for Nym to achieve..."
Han glanced to Ceral's file next.
"The little Cave dragon just appears to be stubborn.... If we don't see him warming up to any of the seeders soon, then I agree that hormones may be the right option for him, if we're certain they'll be effective on him at all. I don't want to be wasting doses. It seems like a promising idea though." Han furrowed his brow. "Well, if we can catch him that is. If worse comes to worse, Nym should be able to be netted fairly easily,though he's so used to humans we may be able to get him to come right up to gate if we request it... But Ceral, he's been quite aloof so far, and may be hard to catch."
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"Oh, mating customs..." If Nym had been in his human form, then he probably would have blushed. He was also realizing that he was accidentally making he and Ky's conversation chase itself in circles. "Well... I don't know much about my own kind, but I do know that humans and tundra dragons are similar in the aspect that we both usually mate for life." He nodded slightly. He'd read that in one of the books in his master's library before. That was something that Nym was particularly proud of, the fact that he could read. It had become somewhat of a lost art among dragons, at least amongst captive ones as far as he was aware. Dragons were regal, clever creatures, known as scholars and intellectuals, though that had been partly lost over the ages and discouraged among 'companion' dragons.
Nym however, had been granted the opportunity to learn from and peruse the Fiske family's large in house library as much as he had wanted. It had thus become one of his favorite rooms in the large mansion, and he had spent hours and upon hours there, both alone and with the two children he was meant to keep an eye on.
"I know it probably sounds a little strange, especially when monogamy is a rare practice amongst other species of dragons..." He said slowly. It was going to be odd to be bred randomly, and produce a clutch of hybridized kits like his master expected, though he didn't suppose he had much of a choice. There weren't any other tundra dragons here as far as he was aware, and even then it wouldn't have been guaranteed that he would have hit it off with them if there was. He was just hoping that whatever seeder chose to breed him, whether it be Ky, who was already obviously mated to Ivan, or another dragon, was gentle with him and let him build some trust and at least a friendship between he and them. "I suppose us northern dragons are just a little strange..." He chuckled. "I also suppose that my kind, living in the lonely peaks of snowy mountains, we cling onto and keep whoever we can, as long as we can. Though, I suppose here in this facility, things are a little different."