Sharp had turned back to her cart, fully ready to drag Aerie back and continue her journey. She worried that all she had done was aggravate the fledgeling (Sharp was never good with others anyways), and most children could take care of themselves, right? Aerie was just a bit different.

She picked up her dropped stone, rearranged the bedding to be comfier, and turned around to see-- the bird? They were perched atop her tail like it were a branch, and the dragonet seemed just fine with it. "Oh!" she breathed. "Does... does your friend want to come with us? Do they want to?" She swung her head around, quickly checking to see if there were any hidden owl parents looking for their child. None to see. She really should've checked for that earlier. Well, if they wanted to come with Aerie (she hadn't caught onto their slight squawking earlier), and Aerie wanted to come with them...

"Uh, if you wanna come with us that's fine! I have room in the cart." Good job, Sharp. Now you might have two children. That is, if the fiery little bird decided to join the caravan. "What's your name, fuzzy bird?" If she could speak, that is.

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@Huma @Aerie

Aerie chirped as she reached Sharp, mimicking her movements, her own limbs splayed outwards as she walked. Though it turned out to help her be able to trudge forward with Huma on her tail. She wiggled away and clambered into the wagon, curling up and making a space for Huma in the middle of the coil of tail, body, and neck. Her legs disappeared... somewhere.

"... Mmmmm!!", she hummed, bobbing her head up and down at Sharp, pointing her nose at Huma, "Ffrrree!!"

Free? Friend! She was already trying to speak, good for the baby!

"Mmmm! Mmmmmummmmm~!!", she chirped, slapping her paws on the wagon again and again, giggling happily.

@Huma

A sharp, tak-tak-tak sort of sound came out of his beak as he started to try and muster up sound, much like Aerie had. Huma leaned into her a little more, tiny baby wings fluffing out as his permanent scowl was turned upon Sharp. "Mmm.... Heeee-mmmma!" he declared, and then condensed the sounds into "Huma!" which was pronounced with an "ee" sound despite the "u" in the word, because Persian.

So yes, it did indeed seem as though Sharp had another child -- and this one in particular had a temper to be reckoned with.



@sharp
@aerie

Sharp watched, still in a strange mixture of anxiety, relief and confusion, as Aerie comedically dragged the little gemlet on his tail. The dragonet even mimicked her own squat posture ('She's growing up just like momma!') as he cambered on aboard the cart. She winced a little as the bones creaked beneath their weight-- she really needed to make a better cart sometime.

For now though, her mind was preoccupied on the scowling little baby loading on with her. "Huma?" A bit of a funny name, to Sharp at least. She had called herself "Sharp-and-Spiky" because she was, well, sharp and spiky. But Huma wasn't exactly a describing trait. Well, neither was Aerie for that matter. If she could she'd just name them "Fluffy" and "Fuzzy". But of course, it was her name, and it was a pretty one! "I like it!"

Her head turned back to the trail ahead. Now that she was now soundly with two children in tow, Sharp began the arduous task of dragging the cart into the cave. "So uh, nice to know you want to stick with us, Huma! Say, uh, how much do you like trees?"

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@Huma @Aerie A very belated exit (unless stopped)!

Aerie curled up and flopped her head on the side of the cart, burbling softly and giggling. She soon found herself staring at nothing, struggling to keep her eyes open. Stubbornly, she continued to do so, before finally yawning and tucking her head into Huma's feathers.

She inhaled and sighed, tired from a long twenty minutes of owl wrangling.

"G'nigh' mama,", she said, the first words she'd ever spoken.

Congrats, Sharp!

She curled up and closed her eyes, drifting off into unconsciousness.

@Huma
Also exit unless stopped!

Still perched on Aerie's back and profiting off of their shared warmth, Huma considered Sharp's question about trees and made another sharp little noise that might have been a laugh, if one listened to it closely. No, these strange lizards would not be a problem. In fact, Huma anticipated that he was going to start rather liking them, sooner or later.


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