Lost [egg Hunt]

[azure]

Where was he? He had gone out of the Living cavers and thought he'd headed for the exit closest to the Candidate Barracks. He'd been eating a last meat roll as he walked and suddenly he was lost.

"Can't eat and walk at the same time I guess" he muttered to himself. A quick peek into a couple doorways had him realizing he was in the Weyr sleeping area. "Oh great! There have to be a lot of rooms back here."

Hm. Maybe, since he was lost he could look for one of the missing flitt eggs? Not in people's rooms, but maybe in warm corners and in the small areas used to store glows and such? Moving slower Prinner started checking into the occasional small closets that were cut into the corridor walls. There was a small pile of cleaning rags in the back of one, carefully he searched through them, hoping for an egg. Even if he was sent back to the beast craft, having a flitt would be a great help. They could be trained to do so many things and more importantly were great friends and protectors.

[Sher]

((Iffy roll; don't give up!))

The pile of cleaning cloths was a good place to look, but as chance would have it, this bunch didn't hold an egg. A door not too far away muffled an anxiety-filled croon, then... silence.

[azure]

What had that been? Hesitantly Prinner went to the door he'd heard a noise behind. It had sounded like a firelizard, hadn't it?

He had no idea what was behind the door so he knocked first. Hearing no answer he went in, looking around carefully. Was the Queen flitt in here? Maybe this place wasn't as warm as she had wanted or expected it to be?

"I only want to help little queen" he said softly, his voice far more gentle then other people got to hear. "I can keep your egg warm and safe and then take good care of your baby." He was ready to duck back if he had to, he knew far better then to take on a protective Queen.

[Sher]

((Totally wasn't expecting to roll a twenty after rolling eleven last time. ;D ))

The rectangle of light coming into this disused room from the open door is just enough to give a dim outline of things. One of these things is a very still firelizard shape resting atop a straw-filled mattress.

Sulee's spinning yellow eyes catch what light there is for a moment, and she blinks very slowly at Prinner as her breathing slows to a normal rate. She likes the sound of his voice, though it's unknown whether she understands the words. She lets out the softest trill imaginable, spreads her wings, and flies abruptly over his head and into the hallway.

With her body gone from the bed, there is nothing to overshadow the tiny, damply-gleaming object nestled atop the fabric.

((PM incoming!))