11-10-2017, 03:32 PM
Hitsugi's clothes were far too nice for him to have been without a home. Having patterns and details common to clothes of his people. But they were dirty and torn from the attack earlier.
He stopped fighting when the man said he was trying to help, the young avian being to naive to think anything else of this man. He leaned against him and closed his eyes tight as he pushed, the egg slowly spreading him open. He whimpered and trembled, spreading and lifting his legs, toes curled tightly.
The egg wasn't terribly big. About the size of an orange with a tapered end helping it to pass easier. But this was the avian's first egg, and clearly he wasn't prepared for it. He didn't even know he could lay eggs.
He stopped fighting when the man said he was trying to help, the young avian being to naive to think anything else of this man. He leaned against him and closed his eyes tight as he pushed, the egg slowly spreading him open. He whimpered and trembled, spreading and lifting his legs, toes curled tightly.
The egg wasn't terribly big. About the size of an orange with a tapered end helping it to pass easier. But this was the avian's first egg, and clearly he wasn't prepared for it. He didn't even know he could lay eggs.