Baby Bubbles

    It had been a sweltering few weeks, but finally, by the grace of Induala, a heavy summer storm had pushed through the Boondocks. For three days thunder rumbled low in the distance as heavy drops spilled from the clouds in sheets. After the storm passed, brown pools littered the territory and sundry shoots sprung up from the previously parched earth. Insects of all kinds swarmed around the muddy puddles, bringing a feast of plenty to the reptilian denizens of the Scybilline herd. They thanked their goddess profusely- offering praise and celebration each night as they availed of bountiful food and water, and enjoyed respite from the hot dry air that had lingered long after Roth passed from the daytime skies.
    At the full moon, a great festival of thanks was prepared with offerings of love and devotion to the shining moon goddess. Much of the herd gathered around the moonstone to sing their praises- even those outliers who dwelt among the mangroves or away from the main herd. The young were left in the capable care of safeguards- watched over as they romped and cavorted under the bright moonlight. Shallow muddy pools still littered much of the main dwelling grounds, and the young ones delighted in stomping through them in their joyful games.
    A solid black nurse femme smiled as she looked over the small group of young ones. They were the lucky few that had survived egghood to become beautiful children of Induala. She sighed longingly as she listened to their laughter and watched them jump and play. She approached the safeguard who stood watch over them- quite a handsome and capable drake, she thought.
    "How fare the children, safeguard?"

    He turned to her, ears perked and smiled a good-natured smile. "Quite well, I would say! Even if they do not take part in the festivities, they are joyful still."

    "They may not understand it, but I think they know Induala smiles on them, all the same."

    The drake nodded in agreement as he looked out over the small group of foals. His eyes landed on one in particular that did not partake in the frivolity of his peers. "Even young Brakk seems to have found some entertainment tonight."

    The nurse made a face of mock surprise. "Oh? He's not usually one to leave his spot."

    The drake grinned and gestured to a puddle not far from where they stood. "Well, he seems to have found a new spot." He chuckled as he watched the young foal- only a season hatched. "I wish anything brought me as much joy as blowing bubbles brings that child."

    The nurse giggled and moved in closer, so that her shoulder was touching his. "Oh really?"

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