C Dragon Breeding Facility (Closed)

[Flayme]

Nym had been sleeping rather deeply. One of the first times he had been in a few days. It was by this time that the tundra dragon knew that he was indeed pregnant, Demus had been the first to declare it. That he could smell the change in scent on him, Ceral and Lago. Only about a month into his gestation period, Nym wasn't showing particularly much at all yet. He mostly just felt a little bloated. It wasn't the physical changes that were happening to him that were keeping him up at night, he could handle those still, but the constant wonderment about how he was going to handle all that was going to take place five months from then, the worry, the stress at how pleased the scientists Reva and Han seemed to be, and even the pangs of excitement he would get sometimes all made him think maybe a little too much and a little too hard.

"What?" Nym blinked an eye open to see Ivan looming over him. Ivan needed his help? The water dragon didn't seem as if he was going to reveal anything more before he darted out of the nesting cave. Nym had no choice but to follow him now, both out of sheer curiosity, and some mild worry about where the heavily pregnant water dragon was wandering off to.

"What's going on?" He followed until they were a good distance off, and then lowered his voice. "Ky can't know about what?"