04-11-2016, 05:21 AM
"You're right... I don't think that's what Mr. Fiske had in mind." Han nodded thoughtfully. "I believe he chose Nym himself for being a rather attractive companion dragon, I believe that's what he's hoping will be bred."
Quietly, Han tapped his pen on his chin, watching the dragons interact with one another. According to the Fiske family, Nym had always been a rather even tempered dragon... So him acting up like this was obviously strange, and probably due to the fact that he was being pushed out of any comfort zone he'd ever been in, especially if the snarky, skittish thing was a virgin.
"I'd give him a few days... If he or Ceral aren't showing any signs of interest in Ivy or Ky, then we'll introduce an more aggressive seeder. Less elegant dragon kits are better than no kits at all."
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"Valhalla enclosure?" Nym looked a little confused. "So they have more than one of these habitat... Things?" To be honest, all of this was sounding rather terrifying. Yes, he was larger than Ivan, but twelve eggs... That still sounded like a lot. He really had no idea how many his own kind were supposed to carry, he'd never been told. He'd been separated from his carrier and seeder before he'd even hatched, so his knowledge on any of his kind was somewhat limited... It was hard to think of being in here as long as Ivan had... A year seemed like a painfully long time. Imagining the types of dragons that must have lived in Valhalla for a being as sweet looking as Ivan to scratch one up was also nerve wracking. Suddenly Nym was grateful that he had been placed in Avalon, as so far it seemed peaceful.
"And you lived in a lake..." Nym relaxed slightly as Ivan rubbed at his back. He couldn't help but lean into it a bit. Maybe Ivan was right... And this wasn't so bad. He could get used to company like this. His human masters had never tried to sit down and actually talk to him like this. "I have never been a part of the wild I'm afraid... I hail from the north where my species is native, but was born in captivity. I was sold into my first master's home before I was even hatched." He shrugged slightly, letting his head loll slightly as he relaxed further. "So this forest... Is quite warmer than I'm used to."
Quietly, Han tapped his pen on his chin, watching the dragons interact with one another. According to the Fiske family, Nym had always been a rather even tempered dragon... So him acting up like this was obviously strange, and probably due to the fact that he was being pushed out of any comfort zone he'd ever been in, especially if the snarky, skittish thing was a virgin.
"I'd give him a few days... If he or Ceral aren't showing any signs of interest in Ivy or Ky, then we'll introduce an more aggressive seeder. Less elegant dragon kits are better than no kits at all."
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"Valhalla enclosure?" Nym looked a little confused. "So they have more than one of these habitat... Things?" To be honest, all of this was sounding rather terrifying. Yes, he was larger than Ivan, but twelve eggs... That still sounded like a lot. He really had no idea how many his own kind were supposed to carry, he'd never been told. He'd been separated from his carrier and seeder before he'd even hatched, so his knowledge on any of his kind was somewhat limited... It was hard to think of being in here as long as Ivan had... A year seemed like a painfully long time. Imagining the types of dragons that must have lived in Valhalla for a being as sweet looking as Ivan to scratch one up was also nerve wracking. Suddenly Nym was grateful that he had been placed in Avalon, as so far it seemed peaceful.
"And you lived in a lake..." Nym relaxed slightly as Ivan rubbed at his back. He couldn't help but lean into it a bit. Maybe Ivan was right... And this wasn't so bad. He could get used to company like this. His human masters had never tried to sit down and actually talk to him like this. "I have never been a part of the wild I'm afraid... I hail from the north where my species is native, but was born in captivity. I was sold into my first master's home before I was even hatched." He shrugged slightly, letting his head loll slightly as he relaxed further. "So this forest... Is quite warmer than I'm used to."