[Hatching] Six-Course Meal [Buffet Clutch]

[snalf]

"I-I'll try to h-help too," she cleared her throat again, taking a deep breath. "P-Put p-pressure on the w-wound," she squeaked. Bandages. They'd need those. She glanced at the ones on her arms, covered in doodles. If it came down to it, she'd use them. Blood was getting on her hands, and she didn't like the fact the poor thing was in that condition in her hands. "I-If....If you d-don't have b-bandages," she paused for a few long moments, "I have s-some....K-kinda.."

Man. Taking those off was a hard decision. And a scary one. One she HOPEFULLY wouldn't have to make. Eeee! She was reeaally nervous! Not that she wasn't nervous on any other occasion of course. She slipped a small smile at F'ox, appreciating the fact that he was at least helping at all. It relieved pressure to have someone to be there!

Ohmanohmanohman. Was she anxious. Something had to be done, for the sake of her little clueless companion! "S-So....Y-Yeah. Any b-bandages?"

[maggie]

Log actually crooned happily, nuzzling the little hatchling. She was so pretty and little... She would make a good little sister to help him look out for their big human. She started screeching for food and he gave their owner his patented disappointed look. K'dan just chuckled, handing the little green some scraps of meat for her to wolf down. Empirith watched, making sure that the scraps were the right size and given at the correct intervals. K'dan looked up at Honey, who was a little less busy than her owner, at that point, giving her a little smile. "She's perfect," he told her quietly. "Thank you." He could see already that she and Log would get along well. He had been a little afraid that the brown would be disappointed that he had gotten a second flitt, but Log seemed to only see good things in this acquisition.

He was tempted to name her Leaf, if only to go with Log, but she seemed to be all wrong for the name. It conjured up images of a delicate, elegant animal and delicate and elegant the little green did not seem to be. Maybe the name of a plant... He didn't know many of those, though. Fellis? "Moss," He murmured. "Log and Moss."