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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2021 10:56 pm
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Sablie was humming to herself as she worked on sweeping in the dining hall. She didn't exactly remember where she had heard the tune, but it didn't matter, it gave her something to sweep to. Her blonde braid was bouncing cheerily behind her, with some of the dirt sticking to her. She didn't mind, she thought it just showed she was doing a job well done. Her mind was on the excitement that had been Kleoth in flight recently. It meant eggs soon and eggs meant the chance to have a dragon bondmate. She knew she was getting older, but she also knew that she still had time. She thought of Lyf's beautiful green, she wanted a dragon as amazing. The blonde was so lost in her thoughts, she hadn't even realized Dascyana had approached. So she might had dropped her broom in surprise.
"Opps, guess I should have been paying attention. Of course I am excited, who wouldn't be? While the clutching hasn't happened yet, it is bound to happen before we know it. Communicating with the babies in their eggs is amazing,"she replied to her friend, picking the broom back up from the floor.
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