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Seeing that Path would let him touch and feel the eggs, Edge beamed. "Thank you..." He murmured before slowly making his way to where the dragon lay and knelt down. The hard floor hurt his knees, and made him flinch. Edge's eyes were bright, though they were still darker than they usually were.
Eggs made him think of food. It was wrong to think of your children as food, but raised as he was, the human couldn't help it. Tenderly, he placed a hand against a shell. It was thicker than he thought it would be, and colder, too. It was very large, especially for an egg. Surprisingly, Edge wasn't thinking about cutting them open, or experimenting on them. Though perhaps he would run some tests on them once they were older, Edge realized that he was going to be a parent. Though this should have been obvious, Edge didn't feel the weight of this responsibility until just now, when he his palm was pressed against a single treasure like this. This egg, so fragile now, would grow to be a dragon stronger than he could comprehend...
Edge recalled dragons' bodies entered their prime much faster than other beings. It wasn't uncommon for children to appear the same age as their parents. Something about having a superior biological makeup. Edge suddenly yelped. He felt something... maybe a heartbeat? At any rate, the scientist had regained much of his sanity. Just being with Path had that effect on him, anyways. It was true. Edge was a hopeless sap, at least for the white dragon. His mate.
"I... What do you think they'll be like?" He was about to ask what they would look like, but he didn't know himself, and perhaps didn't need to find out. Suppose they were more reptilian than human? Or were unable to transform? That would be awful! Though Edge would still try to love them. The teen let out a deep breath. "Ah, I feel like there's a twister in my tummy..." He mumbled.
Eggs made him think of food. It was wrong to think of your children as food, but raised as he was, the human couldn't help it. Tenderly, he placed a hand against a shell. It was thicker than he thought it would be, and colder, too. It was very large, especially for an egg. Surprisingly, Edge wasn't thinking about cutting them open, or experimenting on them. Though perhaps he would run some tests on them once they were older, Edge realized that he was going to be a parent. Though this should have been obvious, Edge didn't feel the weight of this responsibility until just now, when he his palm was pressed against a single treasure like this. This egg, so fragile now, would grow to be a dragon stronger than he could comprehend...
Edge recalled dragons' bodies entered their prime much faster than other beings. It wasn't uncommon for children to appear the same age as their parents. Something about having a superior biological makeup. Edge suddenly yelped. He felt something... maybe a heartbeat? At any rate, the scientist had regained much of his sanity. Just being with Path had that effect on him, anyways. It was true. Edge was a hopeless sap, at least for the white dragon. His mate.
"I... What do you think they'll be like?" He was about to ask what they would look like, but he didn't know himself, and perhaps didn't need to find out. Suppose they were more reptilian than human? Or were unable to transform? That would be awful! Though Edge would still try to love them. The teen let out a deep breath. "Ah, I feel like there's a twister in my tummy..." He mumbled.
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No strength left to waste being tense as Edge reached out though Path kept a close eye on his hand as it ran smoothly over the surface of the egg. His gaze softened and he curled around them once more, not in defense but from affection. He, truthfully, had missed his mate. The soft touches, the gentle looks...everything the human had to offer. The pregnancy had left a dent in them both, one Path intended to fix after all of this was fully over. He was grateful for now though that Edge seemed to be himself and had understood the dragon's protectiveness. He felt safer with his mate on ground level with them, speaking softly. Such a comfortable moment...he could have..just fallen asleep..if not for Edge's yelp. He couldn't help but smile because he knew...catching Edge's hand before he fully withdrew it. He placed it back against the egg, running his own over it warmly.
"This..This is your father..." He murmured sweetly to the eggs though he doubted they had yet to develop their sense of hearing. He smiled, something he hadnt done in a while as he kissed Edge's hand gently, "He will be a great father won't he?" he asked softly, turning his head at the question. The smile on his face disappearing , "I...do not know. I have never seen the offspring of a hydra before, I have never known of the offspring of both kinds." He said it quickly, skimming over his words, not wishing to bring about the issue of their kind,a rivalry that was by now surely long dead. It did make him wonder though, exactly how their children would turn out to be. How would they grow? How would they learn? It felt strange to wonder about his own species. Was this how Edge felt? Not knowing what he ought to know about himself?
He rested his head gently back down on the eggs, keeping them cradled to his chest. A wave of exhaustion hit him once more and he felt his eyes threatening to close, but he couldn't...even if he trusted Edge to care for their offspring, Edge was still mostly human...and Path worried for the both of them. Still, the longer he stayed awake the more enticing a small nap became, but he knew the moment he succumbed to such a desire that no sooner had he closed his eyes, a week would go by. Leaving Edge alone that long... "Edgey.." He muttered, tilting his head to look up at his mate, "...Please..Cold water in a bowl.."
"This..This is your father..." He murmured sweetly to the eggs though he doubted they had yet to develop their sense of hearing. He smiled, something he hadnt done in a while as he kissed Edge's hand gently, "He will be a great father won't he?" he asked softly, turning his head at the question. The smile on his face disappearing , "I...do not know. I have never seen the offspring of a hydra before, I have never known of the offspring of both kinds." He said it quickly, skimming over his words, not wishing to bring about the issue of their kind,a rivalry that was by now surely long dead. It did make him wonder though, exactly how their children would turn out to be. How would they grow? How would they learn? It felt strange to wonder about his own species. Was this how Edge felt? Not knowing what he ought to know about himself?
He rested his head gently back down on the eggs, keeping them cradled to his chest. A wave of exhaustion hit him once more and he felt his eyes threatening to close, but he couldn't...even if he trusted Edge to care for their offspring, Edge was still mostly human...and Path worried for the both of them. Still, the longer he stayed awake the more enticing a small nap became, but he knew the moment he succumbed to such a desire that no sooner had he closed his eyes, a week would go by. Leaving Edge alone that long... "Edgey.." He muttered, tilting his head to look up at his mate, "...Please..Cold water in a bowl.."
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Edge nodded in understanding. "You don't know what they'll look like, either, huh?" The boy laughed a little. "It's okay. It doesn't matter what they look like, does it?" He asked rhetorically. He noted that Path was tired. Anyone would be exhausted after giving birth. Per his mate's request. Edge withdrew his hand and stood up. "Yeah, I'll go get you some water!" He said before dashing out of the room with his usual energy and hyperactivity.
The violet-eyed human sighed. Since he was keen on remembering his past, Edge could name every member of his 'family'. Though they revered him as their king, they loved each other. But Edge recalled, the clan of hydras only had each other. Ostracized and exiled from the other dragons, they built their castle at the very edge of the world. Hence, Edge's name. On the 'edge' between paradise and existence. He remembered each one affectionately. Though he had died many times, it was not always another hydra resulted from his death. He was the 'original'. If any of the others tried to cut off their necks, then they would be reborn, but they would never spawn another hydra. That was Edge's lone power.
Edge realized that since his family couldn't die, they had to still be roaming the Earth. Or, perhaps they ruled a part of the world, as Noire had. When the human had first seen her, he revered her as an enemy. But now that he remembered her, she was more like a sister. They were very close. Edge thought it was ironic that he was the oldest of all of them, but acted and appeared to be one of the youngest. As the boy reached the well, which held less than three gallons of water, he smiled. Though he had died an infinite number of times, he only had seven other hydras.
No matter how close he was to them, though, he had never returned any of their courtships. Both male and female. All of them shared one key feature: the ultraviolet eyes that made them easily distinguishable. Leonides was a male hydra who was by far, the laziest! He would spend his days lounging about the castle. Blizzard was a hardworking female hydra. She had left on a mission to wipe out all the red dragons. Beelzebub was the most malicious of them, often torturing and toying with his victims before ripping them to pieces. Noire was the most vain, but was very protective of them. Charon was the little brother of the group, always asking stupid questions. Forte was their warrior. He had brought a sky city to the ground all by himself. December was a female hydra who knew just about everything there was to know. She was very influential, and even had a month named after herself!
Filing a thermos with the liquid treasure, Edge carefully made his way back. "Here you go, Path-Path!" He sang, placing it by his mate and squeezing the dragon's hand. "You should rest. You look tired." Edge remembered his love for his old family, but now he had a new one. Perhaps, if they were still alive, they were looking for him. Edge's eyes burned. He had to protect his family- Path, Sleipnir, and Skylark.
The violet-eyed human sighed. Since he was keen on remembering his past, Edge could name every member of his 'family'. Though they revered him as their king, they loved each other. But Edge recalled, the clan of hydras only had each other. Ostracized and exiled from the other dragons, they built their castle at the very edge of the world. Hence, Edge's name. On the 'edge' between paradise and existence. He remembered each one affectionately. Though he had died many times, it was not always another hydra resulted from his death. He was the 'original'. If any of the others tried to cut off their necks, then they would be reborn, but they would never spawn another hydra. That was Edge's lone power.
Edge realized that since his family couldn't die, they had to still be roaming the Earth. Or, perhaps they ruled a part of the world, as Noire had. When the human had first seen her, he revered her as an enemy. But now that he remembered her, she was more like a sister. They were very close. Edge thought it was ironic that he was the oldest of all of them, but acted and appeared to be one of the youngest. As the boy reached the well, which held less than three gallons of water, he smiled. Though he had died an infinite number of times, he only had seven other hydras.
No matter how close he was to them, though, he had never returned any of their courtships. Both male and female. All of them shared one key feature: the ultraviolet eyes that made them easily distinguishable. Leonides was a male hydra who was by far, the laziest! He would spend his days lounging about the castle. Blizzard was a hardworking female hydra. She had left on a mission to wipe out all the red dragons. Beelzebub was the most malicious of them, often torturing and toying with his victims before ripping them to pieces. Noire was the most vain, but was very protective of them. Charon was the little brother of the group, always asking stupid questions. Forte was their warrior. He had brought a sky city to the ground all by himself. December was a female hydra who knew just about everything there was to know. She was very influential, and even had a month named after herself!
Filing a thermos with the liquid treasure, Edge carefully made his way back. "Here you go, Path-Path!" He sang, placing it by his mate and squeezing the dragon's hand. "You should rest. You look tired." Edge remembered his love for his old family, but now he had a new one. Perhaps, if they were still alive, they were looking for him. Edge's eyes burned. He had to protect his family- Path, Sleipnir, and Skylark.
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He smiled watching Edge dash out, his mate had regained his glow and burst of energy. It was...comforting to say the least knowing Edge was back to how he was before. He had missed seeing him so carefree, so happy. Let Path do all the sorrying as long as he could see Edge smile. Yes, he missed that. He missed alot of things after locking himselfin both physically and emotionally for the past few weeks. He couldn't even remember the last time they had properly slept holding each other (well he could, but it felt like forever since they had). They couldn't exactly go back to how it was now, not with the young ones and all, but at the very least, there wouldn't be anymore of this coldness that had built up between them, though it had only taken a few mere minutes v with one another to take down that wall.
He gently stroked one egg, feeling the life hidden underneath. "Skylark..." He murmured, running his thumb over a dark marking on the shell, distinguishing one egg from the other. Path didnt need it to identify which egg was which, but Edge might not beable to without. He turned his attention to the other egg, placing a hand atop it, he murmured, "Sleipnir.." Smiling as he felt a movement, a nudge, almost as if in response to its name. He grinned, not realizing yet that Edge had re-entered the room. His senses were still so dulled.
He looked up at Edge, smiling as he took the thermos, bringing it to his lips. The cool liquid quenched his thirst and did help keep him away to some extent. He drank until there was not a drop left and even then, his tongue slithered out, seeking out any stray droplers left. Water was precious to him, even after Edge had tried to explain the slow intricate purifying process it went through to get here. Placing the empty thermos down, he squeezed Edge's hand in response, but shookhis head, "No...I'm fine...don't need sleep." He murmured, reaching up to gently caress his mate's cheek. It felt odd, really it had been too long since he had touched Edge, ran his hand over such soft skin. His gaze softened and rather than sit up, he cupped Edge's face and pullrd him closer, meeting his soft lips with his own. It was a remarkably chaste kiss, compared to the more hested ones they shared. He let the kiss go on for as long as it could before thry both pulled away for air. Ablissful smile on Path's face.
Sleep was....not so far off. He frowned, "Edgey, I'm so sleepy...."
He gently stroked one egg, feeling the life hidden underneath. "Skylark..." He murmured, running his thumb over a dark marking on the shell, distinguishing one egg from the other. Path didnt need it to identify which egg was which, but Edge might not beable to without. He turned his attention to the other egg, placing a hand atop it, he murmured, "Sleipnir.." Smiling as he felt a movement, a nudge, almost as if in response to its name. He grinned, not realizing yet that Edge had re-entered the room. His senses were still so dulled.
He looked up at Edge, smiling as he took the thermos, bringing it to his lips. The cool liquid quenched his thirst and did help keep him away to some extent. He drank until there was not a drop left and even then, his tongue slithered out, seeking out any stray droplers left. Water was precious to him, even after Edge had tried to explain the slow intricate purifying process it went through to get here. Placing the empty thermos down, he squeezed Edge's hand in response, but shookhis head, "No...I'm fine...don't need sleep." He murmured, reaching up to gently caress his mate's cheek. It felt odd, really it had been too long since he had touched Edge, ran his hand over such soft skin. His gaze softened and rather than sit up, he cupped Edge's face and pullrd him closer, meeting his soft lips with his own. It was a remarkably chaste kiss, compared to the more hested ones they shared. He let the kiss go on for as long as it could before thry both pulled away for air. Ablissful smile on Path's face.
Sleep was....not so far off. He frowned, "Edgey, I'm so sleepy...."
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As Edge felt himself warm at having being kissed, he smiled. It felt like a lifetime ever since he had touched Path. It was interesting, really. Edge had wondered what the white dragons were like. What would they taste like? What would they sound like? Though he had fought them many times, Edge didn't really retaliate. As an immortal being, it seemed meaningless to bring a mortal life to an early end. Not everyone was as lucky to be reborn in the way he was, after all. However, Edge had done something. That much was sure. He wished not to know about it- not yet. He felt it would shatter whatever purity he had left.
At Path's words, Edge grinned. "It's okay... You can go to sleep if you need to. I'm their dad, after all!" Edge sang cheerily.
Inside on of the eggs, a half-dragon's heart beat. He had never been outside before. And he wouldn't come out for a while. It would be interesting, he thought, is he could awaken. But... It was so cozy and warm in here. Skylark, not fully formed yet, did nothing but dream about a life that Path had, at one point.
At Path's words, Edge grinned. "It's okay... You can go to sleep if you need to. I'm their dad, after all!" Edge sang cheerily.
Inside on of the eggs, a half-dragon's heart beat. He had never been outside before. And he wouldn't come out for a while. It would be interesting, he thought, is he could awaken. But... It was so cozy and warm in here. Skylark, not fully formed yet, did nothing but dream about a life that Path had, at one point.
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"No...I can't...it'd be too long.." He muttered, looking away. Then back at Edge, eyelids already heavy. He squeezed Edge's hand, "You'll be a good father. C'mere." He murmured, pulling Edge closer. If he was going to fall asleep, he wanted to do so against Edge, in his warmth with his voice. For that mere moment he strayed away from the eggs, wrapping his arms tightly around his mate, chin resting along his shoulder as he finally relaxed himself. Sleepily mumbling against Edge's ear. "You'll be a great father..."
He nudged at the feeling, a warmth outside his home. He couldn't yet understand it nor had he fully formed the functions needed to respond. Somewhere deep in his still developing mind, he registered tge dact that he missed it. He ought to pursue it, but such a goal would only come to mind after a few more weeks when he found the strength to leave his home. To find a warmth that kept flitting in outside his home. For now Sleipnir rested, waited and thought.
He nudged at the feeling, a warmth outside his home. He couldn't yet understand it nor had he fully formed the functions needed to respond. Somewhere deep in his still developing mind, he registered tge dact that he missed it. He ought to pursue it, but such a goal would only come to mind after a few more weeks when he found the strength to leave his home. To find a warmth that kept flitting in outside his home. For now Sleipnir rested, waited and thought.
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"I won't be nearly as good as you, Love..." Edge whispered softly into the dragon's pointed ear. The boy normally would be the one to fall asleep in his mate's arms, but now it was his turn to comfort someone else. It was a strange feeling. While he knew it would be more work, he didn't seem to mind working if it was for Path. "I know... How we can survive for a long time." He whispered. "But... You should rest before I tell you." He paused, violet eyes glancing around."I uh... Know you have to sleep for a long time. But don't worry I can take care of things while you're asleep..." Edge continued, rubbing Path's back affectionately. Even now, Edge realized how much like a god Path looked like.
Skylark breathed out a stream of bubbles. His eyes were closed, and he was lying peacefully in a thick, life-filled fluid. There was nothing as beautiful, he thought, as the sound of his parent's voices. Skylark had the sudden urge to break through, but realized it wouldn't be very smart. He wondered why he had only inherited memories of Path and not Edge, not that he knew who Edge was.
Suddenly, he realized his brother. Skylark couldn't really comprehend anything other than pure emotion and most of all, love. And the unborn dragon knew he loved his family. He was like a human in appearance, for some reason knowing that Edge would favor a baby to a reptile. He was mostly formed, but was still rather small and undeveloped. He recognized Skylark as his name. Though he couldn't speak yet, he could still communicate. Not to Path or Edge, but to his twin brother, Sleipnir.
'Love' He tried to convey mentally. It was very lonely in here. Maybe he could speak to his brother...
Skylark breathed out a stream of bubbles. His eyes were closed, and he was lying peacefully in a thick, life-filled fluid. There was nothing as beautiful, he thought, as the sound of his parent's voices. Skylark had the sudden urge to break through, but realized it wouldn't be very smart. He wondered why he had only inherited memories of Path and not Edge, not that he knew who Edge was.
Suddenly, he realized his brother. Skylark couldn't really comprehend anything other than pure emotion and most of all, love. And the unborn dragon knew he loved his family. He was like a human in appearance, for some reason knowing that Edge would favor a baby to a reptile. He was mostly formed, but was still rather small and undeveloped. He recognized Skylark as his name. Though he couldn't speak yet, he could still communicate. Not to Path or Edge, but to his twin brother, Sleipnir.
'Love' He tried to convey mentally. It was very lonely in here. Maybe he could speak to his brother...
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He smiled affectionately at his mate, closing his eyes, he let himself fall into a comforting darkness. Unafraid, he knew everything was going to be just fine. It all would work out. His senses to the outside world were cutoff and he found himself dreaming of older times. His mother's calming voice soothing him with a lullaby. The warmth of her side that he rested against, head tucked under her protective wing. Content to stay like this until his father brought back food. Opening his eyes, he expected to see his mother smiling at him with her beautiful iridian eyes, how he wished he had eyes like hers. Instead, he opened his eyes to see a beautiful face twisted in fear and anxiety. Beautiful eyes clouded with poisonous dread, the knowledge of imminent doom. "Run. Relin, Run!" Her voice rang in his ears, his mother getting further and further away from him. He ran. Towards her not away. He ran, but could never catchup. Couldn't get there in time..
He remembered. Weakened, injured and left behind, the beautiful dragoness gave her life to protect her young. He remembered. He didn't want to. Turning away from it, he stared ahead at the lay thread of memories trudged up from the mwly corners of his mind. Things he had strived to forget now resurfacing. No way to escape them or all the feelings they invoked. He looked around, saw a memory flitting in and out of the gloom, calling. It had Edge's name written all over. He figured if it was Edge, it couldn't be bad... Reaching out, he dreamed.
He listened when he could, felt when warmth was near. Trying to picture everything he had yet to know. A stray word "Sleipnir'' and he held on. A single touch of Warmth and he nudged against it. Heart beating in tanderm with such feelings each new thing brought up. At then he felt it, a single emotion. Breaking past the thick layer of his shell. It was frightening to have his home breached like that, but he had yet to know danger and thus didn't know fear either. Curiously, he grasped it, turning it over in his mind. It brought On a feeling of lightness, a happy quickening of his newly formed heart. Poking, prodding before he sent it back. "Love" the repeated back. Adding a new feeling. ''Warmth'
He remembered. Weakened, injured and left behind, the beautiful dragoness gave her life to protect her young. He remembered. He didn't want to. Turning away from it, he stared ahead at the lay thread of memories trudged up from the mwly corners of his mind. Things he had strived to forget now resurfacing. No way to escape them or all the feelings they invoked. He looked around, saw a memory flitting in and out of the gloom, calling. It had Edge's name written all over. He figured if it was Edge, it couldn't be bad... Reaching out, he dreamed.
He listened when he could, felt when warmth was near. Trying to picture everything he had yet to know. A stray word "Sleipnir'' and he held on. A single touch of Warmth and he nudged against it. Heart beating in tanderm with such feelings each new thing brought up. At then he felt it, a single emotion. Breaking past the thick layer of his shell. It was frightening to have his home breached like that, but he had yet to know danger and thus didn't know fear either. Curiously, he grasped it, turning it over in his mind. It brought On a feeling of lightness, a happy quickening of his newly formed heart. Poking, prodding before he sent it back. "Love" the repeated back. Adding a new feeling. ''Warmth'
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Edge sighed as Path fell asleep. Casting a glance to the eggs, the human bit his lip. He didn't know how he was going to take care of them until Path woke up. Maybe he could incubate them somewhow. He could smother them in blankets. Or maybe put them in the oven for a bit. No! That would kill them. Edge gulped. Taking care of the eggs would have to come first. But they were dragon eggs. Edge recalled attacking a colony once. He had hurled some eggs off a cliff, and they survived.
Grunting, the human hoiseted Path on his back and carried him to theier bedroom, where he promptly deposited the dragon. After making sure he looked comfortable on the bed, the violet-eyed boy skipped back to where the eggs were. He leaned down to lay one hand on each. "Daddy loves you..." He soothed. For now, he would just rub his palms on the shells.
Skylark heard something. A voice. He didn't understand what Edge was saying, However, he still liked the sound. He was warm, from his brother's kind of thoughts. Perhaps it was possible they could communicate because they were brothers. Twins. At any rate, Skylark sent, 'Daddy'. It was an odd thought, and he didn't know what it meant. But it just felt right.
Grunting, the human hoiseted Path on his back and carried him to theier bedroom, where he promptly deposited the dragon. After making sure he looked comfortable on the bed, the violet-eyed boy skipped back to where the eggs were. He leaned down to lay one hand on each. "Daddy loves you..." He soothed. For now, he would just rub his palms on the shells.
Skylark heard something. A voice. He didn't understand what Edge was saying, However, he still liked the sound. He was warm, from his brother's kind of thoughts. Perhaps it was possible they could communicate because they were brothers. Twins. At any rate, Skylark sent, 'Daddy'. It was an odd thought, and he didn't know what it meant. But it just felt right.
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Sleipnir nudged at the warmth moving along the outer shell of his home, enjoying it. He radiated the feeling suddenly impatient. He wanted to experience more of that warmth, More of this 'love' that he was receiving. Only the gentle curious thoughts of his... brother..interupted the feeling sending him another new strange feeling. He didn't understand this one. It didn't really have any sort of feeling attached to it though it carried the same intensity of 'love' and warmth', yet it was more of a question than anything else. "Daddy" He radiated, nudging the warmth over his home. This was 'daddy'. He repeated it to his brother replacing it with 'warmth'. the knew he was right. Daddy was warmth. He wanted more of 'Daddy' too.
It was hard to actually pinpoint to was born first.Well, layed first, but Sleipnir was alread y trying to pick up the role of older. Trying to teach new things, he sent 'Home' to Skylark a combination of 'love' and 'Daddy' . A new feeling for them to express everything they knew so far at once. After a moment's thought, he added 'safety'.
Path slept on soundly, unmoving. Not even flinching or turning over. The only movement was the steady rise and fall of his chest. Being in this form, he would need to sleep less.
It was hard to actually pinpoint to was born first.Well, layed first, but Sleipnir was alread y trying to pick up the role of older. Trying to teach new things, he sent 'Home' to Skylark a combination of 'love' and 'Daddy' . A new feeling for them to express everything they knew so far at once. After a moment's thought, he added 'safety'.
Path slept on soundly, unmoving. Not even flinching or turning over. The only movement was the steady rise and fall of his chest. Being in this form, he would need to sleep less.
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After a bit more rubbing, Edge drew his hands back. He would need to move them eventually. Furrowing his eyebrows, the human wondered where to put them. Path took up half of their bed, so it wouldn't make sense to put them there. The storage facilities wwere no places for children. Suddenly, Edge knew. The library. Human babies were more advanced if they were read top, but Edge doubted it would matter. The library was cozy and he could place the eggs- no, Sleipnir ans Skylark- near a heater. Takeing one egg in each arm, Edge carefully carried his offspring to the library and gently placed them in front of a metal heater. Flicking it on, Edge giggled.
"Your uh... other daddy's sleepy, but I'll take care of you two." Edge confided. He sighed,l laying diown between the two eggs and let the heat wash over him. "Lalala..." He sang gently. Not even Path had heard him sing, because he was always embarassed about it. ""When the stars fall... Lalala..." He sang them an ancient lullaby the Sky had once sang to him. He pressed his lips to Sleipnir's egg. "I bet you guys will be really handsome, just like your father!"
Skylark stopped listening to his father, and turned his attention to his brother. Home? What was home? Deciding he would know soon enough, he asked, 'Sleepy?' Suddenly, he was struck with the image of a male with bright violet eyes. It was Path's memory. Taking the image, he projected it to Sleipnir. "Daddy." He repeated.
"Your uh... other daddy's sleepy, but I'll take care of you two." Edge confided. He sighed,l laying diown between the two eggs and let the heat wash over him. "Lalala..." He sang gently. Not even Path had heard him sing, because he was always embarassed about it. ""When the stars fall... Lalala..." He sang them an ancient lullaby the Sky had once sang to him. He pressed his lips to Sleipnir's egg. "I bet you guys will be really handsome, just like your father!"
Skylark stopped listening to his father, and turned his attention to his brother. Home? What was home? Deciding he would know soon enough, he asked, 'Sleepy?' Suddenly, he was struck with the image of a male with bright violet eyes. It was Path's memory. Taking the image, he projected it to Sleipnir. "Daddy." He repeated.
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He didnt register that he was being carried, only the warmth that enveloped him as he was picked up. Not even the warm artificial heat of the metal heater was enough to sway him as he nestled against the warmth of Edge's hand. The safety of his protective shell suddenly felt like a cosy cage. Comfortable and safe, but stopping him from completely experiencing the warmth he had come to know as "Daddy''. Another wave of impatience washed over him before it was soothed by the sound of a muffled voice breaking in through his shell. It calmed him and he struggled to hold onto each and every word. He didn't understand what any of it actually meant, but it brought him warmth in a completely different way and he didn't want to let the feeling go. Even as he felt himself being lulled back into a dreamless sleep.
Before he drifted off, he felt another curious prod from his brother. He answered positively in response realizing that they both were falling back into a peaceful dark state that they had known long before they had even developed the ability to think. Unconsciously, he reached out to his brother, him being the closest thing he could reach to the warmth. Squirming when he suddenly felt Daddy's voice right through his protective shell. He didn't want to drift off just yet, but Daddy's voice was so soothing. He let himself be drawn into it, catching the final thoughts of his brother. The image of a violet eyed man, ''Daddy". If he could smile, he would. Expanding the image in his mind. He couldnt get over how pretty the never before seen colour was. He wished he had it too, he wanted it too. Daddy's pretty eyes. Somehow, the image of him made the face of a golden eyed other pop up in his mind. The other of Daddy. He labeled it' 'mommy' associating it with home and sent it back to Skylark before he let go to sleep.
Before he drifted off, he felt another curious prod from his brother. He answered positively in response realizing that they both were falling back into a peaceful dark state that they had known long before they had even developed the ability to think. Unconsciously, he reached out to his brother, him being the closest thing he could reach to the warmth. Squirming when he suddenly felt Daddy's voice right through his protective shell. He didn't want to drift off just yet, but Daddy's voice was so soothing. He let himself be drawn into it, catching the final thoughts of his brother. The image of a violet eyed man, ''Daddy". If he could smile, he would. Expanding the image in his mind. He couldnt get over how pretty the never before seen colour was. He wished he had it too, he wanted it too. Daddy's pretty eyes. Somehow, the image of him made the face of a golden eyed other pop up in his mind. The other of Daddy. He labeled it' 'mommy' associating it with home and sent it back to Skylark before he let go to sleep.
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Something new came from his brother. This was another man, one with eyes that sparkled a bright, bright gold. This was 'mommy'? Skylark suddenly was tired. For some reason, he had a feeling he should sleep. What he didn't realize was resting his mind would help him develop, though it was important to think, as well. Suddenly, he was overcome with a feeling of being weightless. Deciding to let it go, Skylark drifted off, the mental connection with his brother severed in the process.
Edge rubbed Sleipnir's egg a bit longer, then slowly stood up. After making sure they were warm, edge crept back to his and Path's shared bedroom, where the dragon was still peacefully sleeping. Edge knew that his mate was in a coma, but was unsure if he could hear him. Now would be the best time, he thought, to confess. Edge tenderly sat in his mate's stomach and squeezed Path's shoulders. They were so tough...
"Path-Path?" He asked, though realized he would recieve no response. "The kids are okay. They're still eggs, of course. But. Um... I need to, to confess something to you.' Edge realized his eyes were a bit wet, abnd he paused to regain his composure. "I know you're familiar with mind control, seeing how you can induce it and all. Well, I might have hypnotized you at one point." Edge paused once more. "And when I did turn you into my slave, that was when you giot pregnant. I know..." Edge paused. "You can hear me. And I'm sorry. If, when you wake, you want me to leave, I get it. Just- Just know that I love you." Edge's hand traveled to his own heart. "Even a heart as cold and black as a hydra's can feel love. I just love you so, so, so much!" With that, Edge bolted out of the room.
*Mini-Timeskip!*
It had been seven days since Path had fdallen asleep, and Edge had made it his point to make sure the eggs were always warm. He would caress their shells and read to them. Currently, Edge was sitting on a sofa with one egg on ewither side of him They had grown quite a bit. Edge couldn't even carry them anymore; he had to roll them. "Daddy loves you, Sleipnir. You too, Skylark!" Edddge soothed. He giggled. He didn't think they could understand him, but he usually got a nudge from Sleipnir. If he couldn't feel Skylark's heartbeat, he wouldn't have thought there was a baby in there.
BY now, Skylark was able to understand his daddy speak Dragons were, after all, fast learners. PLus, he had nothing better to do than to learn. And he could tell he loved to learn. "Sleipnir?" Skylark voiced. Skylark's voice was similar to Edge's, but was softer and filled with wonder. "I love you, Sleipnir... I want to meet Daddy now... Do you?" He voiced telepathically.
Edge rubbed Sleipnir's egg a bit longer, then slowly stood up. After making sure they were warm, edge crept back to his and Path's shared bedroom, where the dragon was still peacefully sleeping. Edge knew that his mate was in a coma, but was unsure if he could hear him. Now would be the best time, he thought, to confess. Edge tenderly sat in his mate's stomach and squeezed Path's shoulders. They were so tough...
"Path-Path?" He asked, though realized he would recieve no response. "The kids are okay. They're still eggs, of course. But. Um... I need to, to confess something to you.' Edge realized his eyes were a bit wet, abnd he paused to regain his composure. "I know you're familiar with mind control, seeing how you can induce it and all. Well, I might have hypnotized you at one point." Edge paused once more. "And when I did turn you into my slave, that was when you giot pregnant. I know..." Edge paused. "You can hear me. And I'm sorry. If, when you wake, you want me to leave, I get it. Just- Just know that I love you." Edge's hand traveled to his own heart. "Even a heart as cold and black as a hydra's can feel love. I just love you so, so, so much!" With that, Edge bolted out of the room.
*Mini-Timeskip!*
It had been seven days since Path had fdallen asleep, and Edge had made it his point to make sure the eggs were always warm. He would caress their shells and read to them. Currently, Edge was sitting on a sofa with one egg on ewither side of him They had grown quite a bit. Edge couldn't even carry them anymore; he had to roll them. "Daddy loves you, Sleipnir. You too, Skylark!" Edddge soothed. He giggled. He didn't think they could understand him, but he usually got a nudge from Sleipnir. If he couldn't feel Skylark's heartbeat, he wouldn't have thought there was a baby in there.
BY now, Skylark was able to understand his daddy speak Dragons were, after all, fast learners. PLus, he had nothing better to do than to learn. And he could tell he loved to learn. "Sleipnir?" Skylark voiced. Skylark's voice was similar to Edge's, but was softer and filled with wonder. "I love you, Sleipnir... I want to meet Daddy now... Do you?" He voiced telepathically.
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Path's dreams had started to slip. At first they were mere forgotten memories, albeit painful ones. Now though he was starting to fall in to something deeper. Memories had become distorted, twisted until they flew by him, dashing' in and out of the darkness. Golden eyes turned against him, secret talks from tall figures standing before him speaking in a language he should know but couldn't comprehend. War... Chosen... left behind... remember.. but he didn't want to. He just wanted.. his mother or Edge who wouldn't confuse his mind with such mysterious talks. They would just hold him and he would have nothing to worry about. No tricks, no pain, nothing but... the desire to... to...be safe. Keep them safe.. take back...Safe. SAFE.
He did not awake with a jolt nor did any cry pass his lips. He merely opened his eyes and sat up, staying there for a few moments. His eyes glowing dimly in the dark. Slowly, he stood up. Movements stiff ad mechanical, he padded down the halls. Hair still all messed up after getting up from bed. He passed by Edge's open door, continuing in his slow pace, not once ever glancing or looking anywhere other than straight ahead. He made his way over to the chute leading up to the surface. He glanced up, the top was so far up it was dark and he couldn't see. Walking over to the wall, he ran his hand over the cold metal surface before digging his claws into it, hauling himself up.
Sleipnir nudged against his Daddy's side, happy to just rest ad listen to his stories. He had slowly come to understand what they meant, having taken slightly more time than skylark. He still preferred to communicate in feelings rather than words. Even now as his brother spoke to him, he radiated back a single feeling, 'love'. Then after a moment it was followed by an enthusiastic cry of "Daddy". The image of the violet haired male sent in response. Yes, he wanted to meet Daddy finally. Now that he could move better, he was always working on his shell. Scraping at the surface with his single claw.
He did not awake with a jolt nor did any cry pass his lips. He merely opened his eyes and sat up, staying there for a few moments. His eyes glowing dimly in the dark. Slowly, he stood up. Movements stiff ad mechanical, he padded down the halls. Hair still all messed up after getting up from bed. He passed by Edge's open door, continuing in his slow pace, not once ever glancing or looking anywhere other than straight ahead. He made his way over to the chute leading up to the surface. He glanced up, the top was so far up it was dark and he couldn't see. Walking over to the wall, he ran his hand over the cold metal surface before digging his claws into it, hauling himself up.
Sleipnir nudged against his Daddy's side, happy to just rest ad listen to his stories. He had slowly come to understand what they meant, having taken slightly more time than skylark. He still preferred to communicate in feelings rather than words. Even now as his brother spoke to him, he radiated back a single feeling, 'love'. Then after a moment it was followed by an enthusiastic cry of "Daddy". The image of the violet haired male sent in response. Yes, he wanted to meet Daddy finally. Now that he could move better, he was always working on his shell. Scraping at the surface with his single claw.
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Skylark was a little confused to why Sleipnir never spoke, choosing just to sent raw, primal emotions. Strangely, it didn't seem primitive. To Skylark, Sleipnir was sweet. He sighed playfully as Sleipnir sent him another image of Daddy. Recognizing this as a yes, Skylark nudged his shell for the first time. Unlike his brother, Skylark had been saving up his energy so he could break out in one graceful, elegant movement. The need to be beautiful was probably due to his memories of Path's mom. Skylark wanted to be out of his shell, even though it was kinda scary. "I can't wait to see you." Skylark could have been talking to Sleipnir or Edge.
Edge giggled as Sleipnir nudged his hand. Suddenly, he heard a loud crack. Sitting up in shock, Edge looked over to Skylark's egg. The eggs were about as big as a child now, so Edge imagined his kids were fairly developed. As he looked closer at the dark egg, it had a single lone crack on it. Edge crept closer.
Suddenly, as soon as he had broken through, Skylark was afraid. It was cold outside his home, and so... Bright! He let out a cry. He wanted to stay inside. The dragon whined as he tried to shrink down back into the shell. However, he felt warm arms wrap around him, and Skylark couldn't help but smile at who he saw. The handsome, bright-eyed male that could only be...
"Daddy..."
Edge had reached into the egg and taken young Skylark out. If this was a human baby, Skylark wouldn't be able to breathe let alone talk. But Skylark didn't look like a newborn. He looked to be about six or seven, in human years. Skylark's eyes were shut tight, so Edge didn't know what color they were. Skylark had lightly tanned skin, and cool grey hair that fell about him in curls. He had pointed ears, and Edge could feel little wings budding on his child's back. Skylark had grey wings, the same shade as his hair. Edge realized he was crying. Smiling, he told the child.
"Daddy loves you..."
Skylark sent an image to Sleipnir . It was one they had seen before, but this one was Skylark's own memory. It was of Edge.
Edge giggled as Sleipnir nudged his hand. Suddenly, he heard a loud crack. Sitting up in shock, Edge looked over to Skylark's egg. The eggs were about as big as a child now, so Edge imagined his kids were fairly developed. As he looked closer at the dark egg, it had a single lone crack on it. Edge crept closer.
Suddenly, as soon as he had broken through, Skylark was afraid. It was cold outside his home, and so... Bright! He let out a cry. He wanted to stay inside. The dragon whined as he tried to shrink down back into the shell. However, he felt warm arms wrap around him, and Skylark couldn't help but smile at who he saw. The handsome, bright-eyed male that could only be...
"Daddy..."
Edge had reached into the egg and taken young Skylark out. If this was a human baby, Skylark wouldn't be able to breathe let alone talk. But Skylark didn't look like a newborn. He looked to be about six or seven, in human years. Skylark's eyes were shut tight, so Edge didn't know what color they were. Skylark had lightly tanned skin, and cool grey hair that fell about him in curls. He had pointed ears, and Edge could feel little wings budding on his child's back. Skylark had grey wings, the same shade as his hair. Edge realized he was crying. Smiling, he told the child.
"Daddy loves you..."
Skylark sent an image to Sleipnir . It was one they had seen before, but this one was Skylark's own memory. It was of Edge.
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Sleipnir excitedly pushed at the wall of his shell, working along the outlines he had made with his claw. Unlike his brother, he had no care for grace, only wanting to see his Daddy. The warmth that held him and the sweet voice that sung and told stories tirelessly to them at night. Somewhere in his mind, he registered a cracking sound as his brother broke free first. He began to push an harder at his Shell, spurred on by the images of 'Daddy' he received. After what felt like eons, the shell above him gave way, cracking in a jagged circle and resting atop his head, hanging down on his eyes. Unlike Skylark, his eyes were open, but hidden under the eggshell ad for a moment he wondered if outside his home was just as dark.
Already squealing, he took no notice of the cold as he enthusiastically excepted the warm arms coming to embrace and lift him up. He squirmed, shiny white tail flailing midair. A ringlet of deep black hair hung out from under the shell, but as it fell it revealed a thick shock of white hair streaked with black. Sleipnir looked as close to human as he could, pointed ears and eyes shut tights when he was overwhelmed by the sudden light above him. His black wings stretched and fluttered gently in excitement as he registered that it was Daddy holding him and that Daddy smelt like limes ( he had yet to know what those were). Buying his head against Edge's shoulder to escape the light, he soaked in the full warmth that he had only gotten brief glimpses of the past days. Ignoring the throbbing in his eyes, he forced then open to see Daddy.
Sleipnir stared up with deep violet eyes, flaked with gold. Arms outstretched and month opn in a less than toothless smile for Edge.
Already squealing, he took no notice of the cold as he enthusiastically excepted the warm arms coming to embrace and lift him up. He squirmed, shiny white tail flailing midair. A ringlet of deep black hair hung out from under the shell, but as it fell it revealed a thick shock of white hair streaked with black. Sleipnir looked as close to human as he could, pointed ears and eyes shut tights when he was overwhelmed by the sudden light above him. His black wings stretched and fluttered gently in excitement as he registered that it was Daddy holding him and that Daddy smelt like limes ( he had yet to know what those were). Buying his head against Edge's shoulder to escape the light, he soaked in the full warmth that he had only gotten brief glimpses of the past days. Ignoring the throbbing in his eyes, he forced then open to see Daddy.
Sleipnir stared up with deep violet eyes, flaked with gold. Arms outstretched and month opn in a less than toothless smile for Edge.
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Before he could kiss Skylark, Edge realized Sleipir was coming out of his shell. Hurrying over to him, Edge gently moved Skylark to one arm. Holding him in the crook of one arm, Edge gazed into Sleipnir egg and lovingly carried him out. With one child in each arm, Edge smiled. They were so adorable. He could see Path's genes in them.
However, his joy didn't last for long. Sleipnir looked about six, but Edge could tell he would be very, very handsome. Edge saw the child's eyes. But for some reason, he didn't care. For the first time in his... um... lives, Edge realized what a stunning color violet was. Especially when Path's golden eyes reflected in them. He smiled and kissed Sleipnir on the top of his head.
"I love you, Sleipnir ... I'll always love you..."
Skylark felt the attention drifting away from him. Suddenly, he opened his eyes. They were a very, very light, translucent violet color. It was slightly different from Edge and Sleipnir's. He felt something strange. It made him feel hot, and - He didn't like it. Whining lightly, Skylark wrestled out of his father's grip and hugged his back. "I love you more than Sleipnir , daddy..." He whispered, squinting from the lights.
Edge chuckled. "Well, I love both of you." He then scooped Skylark back up so he was next to his brother. "Come on, you two. Let's go meet Father." Calling Path mommy wouldn't really make sense. As he hugged and kissed the two happily, he wondered what Path would do.
However, the smile on his face cracked when he got to the bedroom. The sheets were strewn, and Path was nowhere to be found. Edge's grip on the kids faltered and he stared blankly. Did Path... leave...?
"I think I love Daddy." Skylark whispered to his twin.
However, his joy didn't last for long. Sleipnir looked about six, but Edge could tell he would be very, very handsome. Edge saw the child's eyes. But for some reason, he didn't care. For the first time in his... um... lives, Edge realized what a stunning color violet was. Especially when Path's golden eyes reflected in them. He smiled and kissed Sleipnir on the top of his head.
"I love you, Sleipnir ... I'll always love you..."
Skylark felt the attention drifting away from him. Suddenly, he opened his eyes. They were a very, very light, translucent violet color. It was slightly different from Edge and Sleipnir's. He felt something strange. It made him feel hot, and - He didn't like it. Whining lightly, Skylark wrestled out of his father's grip and hugged his back. "I love you more than Sleipnir , daddy..." He whispered, squinting from the lights.
Edge chuckled. "Well, I love both of you." He then scooped Skylark back up so he was next to his brother. "Come on, you two. Let's go meet Father." Calling Path mommy wouldn't really make sense. As he hugged and kissed the two happily, he wondered what Path would do.
However, the smile on his face cracked when he got to the bedroom. The sheets were strewn, and Path was nowhere to be found. Edge's grip on the kids faltered and he stared blankly. Did Path... leave...?
"I think I love Daddy." Skylark whispered to his twin.
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Sleipnir squirmed in Edge's arms, tail wrapping around his wrist for support. The excited movements of his wings kept throwing him off balance and he fisted a handful of Edge's shirt in his curious little hands, not really caring when his tiny sharp claws reduced the garment to strips. He kept his eyes trained on Edge, only squeezing them shut when he was kissed on his head. The gesture made a feeling of warmth spread through him and he reached up, seeking to replicate it, but he could get high enough to peck Edge's cheek. Leaning back into his embrace, he buried his head against Daddy's shoulder to escape the harsh lights. Trying to send back 'love' to Edge. The connection didn't work as well, but Sleipnir was sure he got the message through as he snuggled in the warmth of Daddy's arms. One bright violet eye peeking out to acknowledge his brother's presence as he spoke, flawless without a single stutter a mispronounced word. Dragons were so advanced for their age.
"More." His voice rose barely above a whisper as he clung to Daddy and tried to send him more love. He lord He loved Daddy more and he was sure of it. Watching as Skylark was brought closer to him. Curiously, he reached out towards the familiar stranger he had spent his first few weeks Conversing with. He realized skylark had the same pretty eyes as Daddy did. Such a thought was passed over clear and strongly, the mental connection having not waned even after they left their shells. Sleipnir could still use feelings to Communicate instead of words. Responding to the whisper with a pompous feely of 'I love Daddy more.' . They had yet to acknowledge Edge's distress.
Path Was gone near all day and night before he made a racket climbing back down the chute. His pale skin and white hair were mattered and obscured by grime and dirt. Filth was caked under his claws and a trickle of dried blood shore in his hair. Golden eyes dull. He collapsed.
"More." His voice rose barely above a whisper as he clung to Daddy and tried to send him more love. He lord He loved Daddy more and he was sure of it. Watching as Skylark was brought closer to him. Curiously, he reached out towards the familiar stranger he had spent his first few weeks Conversing with. He realized skylark had the same pretty eyes as Daddy did. Such a thought was passed over clear and strongly, the mental connection having not waned even after they left their shells. Sleipnir could still use feelings to Communicate instead of words. Responding to the whisper with a pompous feely of 'I love Daddy more.' . They had yet to acknowledge Edge's distress.
Path Was gone near all day and night before he made a racket climbing back down the chute. His pale skin and white hair were mattered and obscured by grime and dirt. Filth was caked under his claws and a trickle of dried blood shore in his hair. Golden eyes dull. He collapsed.
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Suddenly, Edge heard the sound of something crashing down. He imagined a million possibilities to what might have happened. He was, admittedly, extremely worried about his mate. Why would he leave without telling him? Did he even care about their kids? Was Path angry with him? Perhaps something had happened.
At any rate, Edge tightened his hold on both children and dashed toward the sound. It was near the chute, which worried him. Skylark giggled at his brother, and at the feeling of being held tightly. "Whatever you say, Sleipnir ..." He spotted, not wanting to anger his brother.
When the human found his mate in such a state, he immediately fell to his knees in front of him, taking care not to drop the children. "Path-Path...." murmured tearily. "What... Why...?" Edge gritted his teeth as tears started to fall. He took off his shirt and wrapped the tattered cloth around Sleipnir eyes, acting as a blindfold. He then removed his undershirt and did the same to Skylark. They shouldn't see their Father like this. Slowly, Edge began to look up and drink air, creating a miniature tornado leading to his mouth. After swishing the tainted air in his mouth, he stared at his beaten up lover.
Edge captured he dragon's mouth in a lip lock, breathing a toxin into the dragon that would quicken his already superior body systems. "I'm so sorry..."
At any rate, Edge tightened his hold on both children and dashed toward the sound. It was near the chute, which worried him. Skylark giggled at his brother, and at the feeling of being held tightly. "Whatever you say, Sleipnir ..." He spotted, not wanting to anger his brother.
When the human found his mate in such a state, he immediately fell to his knees in front of him, taking care not to drop the children. "Path-Path...." murmured tearily. "What... Why...?" Edge gritted his teeth as tears started to fall. He took off his shirt and wrapped the tattered cloth around Sleipnir eyes, acting as a blindfold. He then removed his undershirt and did the same to Skylark. They shouldn't see their Father like this. Slowly, Edge began to look up and drink air, creating a miniature tornado leading to his mouth. After swishing the tainted air in his mouth, he stared at his beaten up lover.
Edge captured he dragon's mouth in a lip lock, breathing a toxin into the dragon that would quicken his already superior body systems. "I'm so sorry..."
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