((Oops I totally missed your post lab. I'll edit it in a bit cause I gotta go to school now ;w; ))
Looking at the eggs, Ceral was actually kind of curious as to what the kits inside might look like. He hadn't seen many kits in his life save for his own clutch mates, but that had been years ago. Hybrids were unheard of in the cave dragon culture, and the thought of him committing some kind of wrong against his kind was a little laughable. Ky was a forest dragon and he could remember Ivan telling him he was a water dragon. He had no clue what kind of combination that would be, but he supposed his and Ivy's kits might be kind of similar. He expected the eggs to be blue or something, but they were all different colors, and he eyed over each one of them with interest as he watched small, fluttery movements under the shells. "And this one shall be... Speckle." He snorted as he nudged the speckled egg, nudging it closer to the others. "Or Dotty..?" Oh yes, his favorite past time - talking to himself. The eggs were easy to hide, but Ceral felt sorry for Ivan because there was no way he could get away with hiding the kits, and he wondered just what kind of punishment they'd all get (because they wouldn't get away with this with a slap on the hand).
He startled when the sound of someone splashing into the water sounded above him, and Ceral scrambled to gently move over top of the eggs, hoping to hide them if in fact it was these amateur trackers that liked to lurk around every now and then. When he saw Lago, though, he relaxed, shaking his head. "Come up," he instructed and swum to the surface of the lake with one easy push of his wings. He sneezed once, a natural reaction to do to clear his nose of any water. Seeing that other dragon not too far from the bank, Demus, Ceral waited for Lago to follow before he spoke. "If you guys can just calm down and maybe not attract attention with your freaking out," he frowned, letting his wings keep him afloat on top of the water. "Ivan made himself go into labor and told me to hide the eggs, so I'm keeping them here until they hatch." He ran his tongue over his razor-like teeth once. "But once they hatch, I'm not so sure they'll be as easy to hide as they are now." He didn't tell them how sure he was that they'd be found out sooner than later. This felt like a lost cause. If they could figure out a way out of here beforehand - and Ceral had yet to try his tunneling theory - maybe next time they'd be more prepared to at least make sure the kits weren't inside the enclosure. "So I'm gonna watch them as long as I can."
Looking at the eggs, Ceral was actually kind of curious as to what the kits inside might look like. He hadn't seen many kits in his life save for his own clutch mates, but that had been years ago. Hybrids were unheard of in the cave dragon culture, and the thought of him committing some kind of wrong against his kind was a little laughable. Ky was a forest dragon and he could remember Ivan telling him he was a water dragon. He had no clue what kind of combination that would be, but he supposed his and Ivy's kits might be kind of similar. He expected the eggs to be blue or something, but they were all different colors, and he eyed over each one of them with interest as he watched small, fluttery movements under the shells. "And this one shall be... Speckle." He snorted as he nudged the speckled egg, nudging it closer to the others. "Or Dotty..?" Oh yes, his favorite past time - talking to himself. The eggs were easy to hide, but Ceral felt sorry for Ivan because there was no way he could get away with hiding the kits, and he wondered just what kind of punishment they'd all get (because they wouldn't get away with this with a slap on the hand).
He startled when the sound of someone splashing into the water sounded above him, and Ceral scrambled to gently move over top of the eggs, hoping to hide them if in fact it was these amateur trackers that liked to lurk around every now and then. When he saw Lago, though, he relaxed, shaking his head. "Come up," he instructed and swum to the surface of the lake with one easy push of his wings. He sneezed once, a natural reaction to do to clear his nose of any water. Seeing that other dragon not too far from the bank, Demus, Ceral waited for Lago to follow before he spoke. "If you guys can just calm down and maybe not attract attention with your freaking out," he frowned, letting his wings keep him afloat on top of the water. "Ivan made himself go into labor and told me to hide the eggs, so I'm keeping them here until they hatch." He ran his tongue over his razor-like teeth once. "But once they hatch, I'm not so sure they'll be as easy to hide as they are now." He didn't tell them how sure he was that they'd be found out sooner than later. This felt like a lost cause. If they could figure out a way out of here beforehand - and Ceral had yet to try his tunneling theory - maybe next time they'd be more prepared to at least make sure the kits weren't inside the enclosure. "So I'm gonna watch them as long as I can."