The moonstone smiled at the dragon's politeness. "My name is Asteri," she said in her motherly tone, her egg under her wing. Suddenly, she frowned as if something was terribly wrong. She paused, cursing, and felt the egg with a talon. "Softshell," she muttered with disbelief. "It's a bad case, too." The moonstone hid her egg under her wing again, protecting it as much as possible. The black dragon leaned in to investigate. "How unfortunate," she said sympathetically, the small hatchling following behind her. Soon, the moonstone egg was getting the total opposite treatment it needed to recover. She rushed it into the healer's cavern, crying.
OOC: Okay, little butt critters.























