Syveris became a little nervous when Azira stepped into her room for the first time. This was a weird feeling, one she was sure had no explanation. With a sigh, she tried to calm herself down. Maybe she was just worried that the huntress was still annoyed at her because of the Marrin... incident. The Avora couldn't blame her, but she hoped the other would forgive her, sometime. After all, Syveris wasn't attracted to Marrin and anything like that. And even if she was, the Avora was more than sure that the man would chose Azira in a heartbeat. She had seen how he had looked at the huntress in the Inclement Weather, and it was obvious there was something happening between the two of them. Syveris just couldn't understand how Azira hadn't noticed it yet. Well, she would, when she was ready.
She watched as the huntress looked for a place to sit, seeming to have decided for the couch. However, halfway through it, she changed her mind, going for the table instead. Syveris followed her, placing herself besides the other and looking at the egg too. She smiled to herself. The Avora never got tired of staring at it, as weird as that could seem. The egg was white, very uncharacteristic for falcons, and smaller than others, but then, pygmy falcons weren't exactly the biggest birds.
"Yes, this is it." Syveris answered, feeling a little nervous. She wasn't really sure about what to say. "It doesn't look very impressive, I know." but she still liked it a lot. It had been a wonderful gift, and she was anxious about the hatching of the egg, although very nervous too. "It should hatch in Fall, still. But I went to the Aviary and they said I shouldn't worry if it's a day or two late. It might be because the egg is too big, or because the heat was slightly lower than normal." Syveris chuckled. "Well, obviously, if this one hatches later, it won't be because of size." she noticed she was babbling again, and Azira probably didn't even want to know what would make a egg hatch later. "Sorry. Talking too much again."
She watched as the huntress looked for a place to sit, seeming to have decided for the couch. However, halfway through it, she changed her mind, going for the table instead. Syveris followed her, placing herself besides the other and looking at the egg too. She smiled to herself. The Avora never got tired of staring at it, as weird as that could seem. The egg was white, very uncharacteristic for falcons, and smaller than others, but then, pygmy falcons weren't exactly the biggest birds.
"Yes, this is it." Syveris answered, feeling a little nervous. She wasn't really sure about what to say. "It doesn't look very impressive, I know." but she still liked it a lot. It had been a wonderful gift, and she was anxious about the hatching of the egg, although very nervous too. "It should hatch in Fall, still. But I went to the Aviary and they said I shouldn't worry if it's a day or two late. It might be because the egg is too big, or because the heat was slightly lower than normal." Syveris chuckled. "Well, obviously, if this one hatches later, it won't be because of size." she noticed she was babbling again, and Azira probably didn't even want to know what would make a egg hatch later. "Sorry. Talking too much again."
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