This day seemed like any other, but most days to me are just blurs of faces and names. I went to the park like I always do to gather spare tips while playing my lute, but since the cold began not many people flock to the park to hang out and listen so i left with a bit of change jingling in the bottom of my jar wandering aimlessly as i dumped the money into my palm i felt a odd shaped object bump into my foot. I looked down expecting a rock or a twig but to my surprise it was a egg i gently looked around feeling it may be a prank but it was far to cold and snowy to risk the life of your own child for games.
I gently lifted it into my arms quickly opening my coat to get as close to my warmth as possible that's when i noticed the red string with a small note attached to it "worst Christmas gift ever..." it read faint and smudged from the wetness of the snow i still looked about in shock before softly beginning to talk to it as i made my way home "Hi there little one don't worry Lutes got you I am alone as well so i don't plan to leave you like that!" Even though he pretended to hate kids around others he rather adored them he was at this point for ounce not caring what others though he wanted to make sure this egg was okay and warm.
As he reached home he carefully flung open his door only to slam it shut with his tail he instantly scooted to a kneeling pose by his fire place and lit it with his breath. He panted taking the egg from his coat carefully turning it in his hand near the fire to see its marking "Hmm these markings may give me a better idea of your parents..to find them later that's if they even want to be found." He shook his head the fact someone would dump off there kid disgusted him a lot but he kept his calm acting as if the egg could hear him. The small chatter even to silence somehow made him feel less alone in his home filled of things.
He gently crawled on his sofa that was propped near the fireplace "When you hatch hows the name hope sound? If you are a boy well..we are just going have figure that out huh?" he smiled holding the egg close to his chest softly humming to it , the egg was the first thing beside his lute he held this carefully and lovingly. Most the time he spent turning that note attached to it in his hand he gently took his claw and cut it off throwing it in the fire "We won't be needing that now will we..i think you are my best Christmas gift in my life even though we just met." he nodded softly to it "Let us both rest now I'm sure you need it as well as i do see you tomorrow Hope." After that he slowly drifted off with the egg nestled under his arms against his chest he even was sure to wrap his tail around it for safe measures.
As morning broke the fire was nothing but a pile of soot he looked making sure the egg was still there and it was not just a silly dream from his exhaustion that accrues from all his concert travel but the tiny white and grey egg was still there , he got up gently sliding it into his pouch it was indeed a strange feeling for him but yet it felt so natural. "I am begging to think that you are the one who rescued me..i know that may sound silly now but i hope someday you will see or feel why that i say this." Being new to this whole possible kid thing he figured who would be best to ask about kids.
I gently lifted it into my arms quickly opening my coat to get as close to my warmth as possible that's when i noticed the red string with a small note attached to it "worst Christmas gift ever..." it read faint and smudged from the wetness of the snow i still looked about in shock before softly beginning to talk to it as i made my way home "Hi there little one don't worry Lutes got you I am alone as well so i don't plan to leave you like that!" Even though he pretended to hate kids around others he rather adored them he was at this point for ounce not caring what others though he wanted to make sure this egg was okay and warm.
As he reached home he carefully flung open his door only to slam it shut with his tail he instantly scooted to a kneeling pose by his fire place and lit it with his breath. He panted taking the egg from his coat carefully turning it in his hand near the fire to see its marking "Hmm these markings may give me a better idea of your parents..to find them later that's if they even want to be found." He shook his head the fact someone would dump off there kid disgusted him a lot but he kept his calm acting as if the egg could hear him. The small chatter even to silence somehow made him feel less alone in his home filled of things.
He gently crawled on his sofa that was propped near the fireplace "When you hatch hows the name hope sound? If you are a boy well..we are just going have figure that out huh?" he smiled holding the egg close to his chest softly humming to it , the egg was the first thing beside his lute he held this carefully and lovingly. Most the time he spent turning that note attached to it in his hand he gently took his claw and cut it off throwing it in the fire "We won't be needing that now will we..i think you are my best Christmas gift in my life even though we just met." he nodded softly to it "Let us both rest now I'm sure you need it as well as i do see you tomorrow Hope." After that he slowly drifted off with the egg nestled under his arms against his chest he even was sure to wrap his tail around it for safe measures.
As morning broke the fire was nothing but a pile of soot he looked making sure the egg was still there and it was not just a silly dream from his exhaustion that accrues from all his concert travel but the tiny white and grey egg was still there , he got up gently sliding it into his pouch it was indeed a strange feeling for him but yet it felt so natural. "I am begging to think that you are the one who rescued me..i know that may sound silly now but i hope someday you will see or feel why that i say this." Being new to this whole possible kid thing he figured who would be best to ask about kids.
