One medium-sized egg was rocking back and forth regularly, almost systematically.
Bored. Bored. Bored. The egg's inhabitant thought to himself, as he idly tapped his leg against the hard wall repeatedly. Or maybe it was an arm, he wasn't entirely sure. He seemed to have an awful lot of them now, anyway.
A steady humming sound began outside the egg, and it's inhabitant frantically tried to break out. Finally! About time I got out of here. He thought to himself. Now...How do I get out?
His problem was solved as something crashed into him, cracking open the walls around him.
Sorry 'bout that, mate.Didn't mean to give you such a knock. He heard someone say as he poked his dark brown head out of the egg.
That's alright. I've kept him waiting long enough, really. Thanks.
Sure thing. But I really do feel badly. Say, if you ever need anything, look me up.I'm Queyukyth. I'll be around. The dragon, a scaly copper-green, said.
Arajaxth. He supplied, and heard a gasp behind him. The brown dragon turned around, and saw a familiar, dark blue dragon. Ciqantath! He shouted, running to the blue. You listened! I hoped you would.
How could I not? The blue dragon said, covering the brown hatchling with his wing. Just don't ever leave me again.
Arajaxth snorted. Of course not! What, do you think I want to be reincarnated again?
