It's a long, long while before the first hatchling pecks and tumbles its way out of its egg, much to the delight of the adult Sanir. The baby is gathered up into a soft cloth, and quiet falls as he's sung his first song, by his parents.
Not long after that, another, and a third.
For the ones that don't hatch after a long pause but still have life-signs, there's a delicate hammer, but they want to give everyone a chance, first. It's only for the very weak.
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Date: 2012-02-16 02:19 am (UTC)Not long after that, another, and a third.
For the ones that don't hatch after a long pause but still have life-signs, there's a delicate hammer, but they want to give everyone a chance, first. It's only for the very weak.