Cretatous Survival (Ash)

Scowler chuckled and nudged her, "she'll be just as beautiful as you" he told her, grooming her again.

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She nuzzled her mate and smiled softly, "What about Nema for this one?" She asked as she nudged a female that looked like a perfect mix of them.

Scowler nuzzled her lovingly, "perfect" he huffed affectionately.

Oceana nuzzled her mate, letting out a soft breath, "I like it for this little one" She said as she nuzzled a male that looked like her.

Scowler nuzzled her gently, "you've had other things to worry about" he told her, still grooming her, he nudged her softly, "what about the name Enzo?"

"Names never crossed my mind at all this whole time..." She murmured, letting out a small sigh.

Scowler smiled gently at her and stood, moving over toward her and the hatchlings, nudging her side gently and begining to groom her while she feeds the newborns. "It's okay" he assured.

"Not really... No" The female admitted softly as she looked toward her mate.

Scowler eye'd his mate and the five newborns, "have you been thinking of any names?" he quizzed curiously - with everything that had been going on. Especially Trics' return, the large Trike hadn't given it much thought himself.

Oceana gave soft calls back to her mate as she stood with the hatchlings.

Scowler watched his new family closely, but didnt crowd them, laying down with another call to Oceana, watching as she fed the hatchlings.

Oceana gave a soft call in return to her mate, rubbing against him softly before turning to start feeding the hatchlings, completely following instincts at that point, she had spoken with Trics about raising young, especially young sired by Scowler, the other female seemingly willing to help the other out.

Scowler smirked before moving forward gingerly - his eyes cant downwards slightly, suddenly overly aware of his size compared to the hatchlings and worried he'd misstep. When he arrived at Oceana, he called to her and nuzzled her softly.

Oceana tended to the hatchlings as they hatched, five hatching and hobbling about in the nest, she fed the hatchlings, looking up toward her mate, raising a light brow.

Trics was grazing quietly closer to the herd, but she still didn't like staying close to the herd, her hatchlings playing under and around her.

Scowler stood back, still watching his mate and their hatching intently but allowing his mate a wide birth, somewhat distacted in his effort to look around the herd for Trics.

She helped the hatchling out of its egg, cleaning it off softly.

Scowler edged forward curiously, watching the egg from behind his mate, nuzzling her side gently, “told you” he told her with a chuckle.

Oceana nuzzled him and she nudged the egg softly, watching it crack more until the hatchling popped part of the shell off and poked its head out, chirping loudly.

He chuckled at her reaction and budged her forward with his drill encouragingly.

Oceana sighed softly as she stood with her mate, nudging the eggs again, jerking as she heard one of the eggs crack, looking up toward her mate excitedly.

Scowler nuzzled her gently, "its going to be fine baby" he tried to assure her, despite really not knowing anything for sure

Oceana nuzzled him softly and she gave a breath, "I don't know how long its going to take... My last clutch never got this close to hatching" She murmured, looking to her mate.

Scowler nuzzled Oceana comfortingly, trying to assure his mate the eggs would hatch eventually.

(Sure)

Oceana sighed as she stood by their nest, most of the other eggs in the herd had just started hatching, the female nosing the eggs softly, giving soft sounds to see if she heard anything, even shifting the eggs about in the nest.

(should we skip forward to the hatching c:)

Scowler returned to Oceana quickly, nuzzling her and huffing when he returned.