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corrected MK's assessment and, as if to back him up, he heard Malachi and Yakov calling quietly behind him. "We need to find the other five."
Anxiously, Drekken pushed himself up onto his elbows, but then found a snout and a hand pushing him back into a recumbent position.
"Stay still," MK ordered and then looked up.
Miri's attention was also drawn to the location past the top of Drekken's head and he risked a scold by tipping his crown into the grass and viewing the scene upside down. His anxiety receded when cautiously, several heads appeared between the trees. Renar was, of course, first and it was he who stepped out into the open and began leading the small crocodile of hatchlings over to where Malachi and Yakov were both crouching, holding their arms out. Keril was last: she gave a suspicious sniff of the air and glanced at where the Feras were being held on their knees, helmetless and hands behind their heads. Then Drekken was surprised when, instead of following her brethren to their carers, the little creature stopped and looked at him.
Keril sniffed the air again and observed him with her usual care and then he saw her eyes open wider. The cry that came from her mouth was one of alarm and the hatchling bounded towards him. Similar cries then came from some of the other young ones and suddenly Drekken found his head and shoulders surrounded by small dragons nuzzling at him and mewing worriedly.
"I'm alright," Drekken did his best to reassure the distressed creatures, reaching over his head and stroking them in turn.
"Boss," MK knelt back, arms crossed and lips pursed.
'You are crawling with small fry,' Larak, MK's dragon finished for the pair with something between amusement and disdain.
"We really should never leave him on his own," MK observed to Larak, who was standing a little way off behind him and Drekken laughed as medic and dragon both shook their heads disapprovingly.
Keril was less amused, she let out a snort and stamped her foot, her yellow eyes glaring at the large human and the even larger dragon. No-one needed to be an empath to understand the telling off and MK raised his hands to her.
"Peace, little lady," he offered.
Renar stepped in then, nudged Keril and his shaky little mind-voice told them all, 'Peace.'
"Well done, Renar," Yakov scratched the hatchling leader behind his crest as he knelt down and then Drekken found a hand on his shoulder, squeezing. "Are you alright, Drekken?"
"He will be," MK responded confidently for him, so Drekken just covered the worried hand with his own.
'Been collecting more than just a baby then?' Miri asked and she chose not to direct her words just at him.
That caused a lot of laughter from most of the squadron, who, mortifyingly, were all present, since Jayce and Luke were returning with their final two prisoners. Yakov rapidly went a beautiful shade of pink and Drekken felt his own face heat up, but Malachi, who was standing behind Yakov, just smiled, apparently unabashed by what had been so obvious to Miri.
"Yeni Miri, it is an honour to finally meet you, Drekken has told us about you," Malachi greeted formally and bowed his head.
That really didn't help matters and there were wolf whistles from around the clearing, the loudest from Tarel, who had been trying to set him up with her many brothers since she had joined the squadron four years ago. However, Miri, from the way she raised her neck and offered a slight incline of her head in return, was impressed.
'Masters,' Miri paused and Malachi filled in, "Malachi and Yakov," and then Miri continued, 'the honour is mine.'
"Oo, is he going to propose?" Tarel teased, but Miri and Malachi ignored her and Drekken watched as man and dragon finished their exchange with a long look.
The fact that Miri approved made Drekken feel somewhat better about the truly whirlwind way he had become attached to the two empaths. He opened his mouth to try and express some of that sentiment, but he moved just a little too
Anxiously, Drekken pushed himself up onto his elbows, but then found a snout and a hand pushing him back into a recumbent position.
"Stay still," MK ordered and then looked up.
Miri's attention was also drawn to the location past the top of Drekken's head and he risked a scold by tipping his crown into the grass and viewing the scene upside down. His anxiety receded when cautiously, several heads appeared between the trees. Renar was, of course, first and it was he who stepped out into the open and began leading the small crocodile of hatchlings over to where Malachi and Yakov were both crouching, holding their arms out. Keril was last: she gave a suspicious sniff of the air and glanced at where the Feras were being held on their knees, helmetless and hands behind their heads. Then Drekken was surprised when, instead of following her brethren to their carers, the little creature stopped and looked at him.
Keril sniffed the air again and observed him with her usual care and then he saw her eyes open wider. The cry that came from her mouth was one of alarm and the hatchling bounded towards him. Similar cries then came from some of the other young ones and suddenly Drekken found his head and shoulders surrounded by small dragons nuzzling at him and mewing worriedly.
"I'm alright," Drekken did his best to reassure the distressed creatures, reaching over his head and stroking them in turn.
"Boss," MK knelt back, arms crossed and lips pursed.
'You are crawling with small fry,' Larak, MK's dragon finished for the pair with something between amusement and disdain.
"We really should never leave him on his own," MK observed to Larak, who was standing a little way off behind him and Drekken laughed as medic and dragon both shook their heads disapprovingly.
Keril was less amused, she let out a snort and stamped her foot, her yellow eyes glaring at the large human and the even larger dragon. No-one needed to be an empath to understand the telling off and MK raised his hands to her.
"Peace, little lady," he offered.
Renar stepped in then, nudged Keril and his shaky little mind-voice told them all, 'Peace.'
"Well done, Renar," Yakov scratched the hatchling leader behind his crest as he knelt down and then Drekken found a hand on his shoulder, squeezing. "Are you alright, Drekken?"
"He will be," MK responded confidently for him, so Drekken just covered the worried hand with his own.
'Been collecting more than just a baby then?' Miri asked and she chose not to direct her words just at him.
That caused a lot of laughter from most of the squadron, who, mortifyingly, were all present, since Jayce and Luke were returning with their final two prisoners. Yakov rapidly went a beautiful shade of pink and Drekken felt his own face heat up, but Malachi, who was standing behind Yakov, just smiled, apparently unabashed by what had been so obvious to Miri.
"Yeni Miri, it is an honour to finally meet you, Drekken has told us about you," Malachi greeted formally and bowed his head.
That really didn't help matters and there were wolf whistles from around the clearing, the loudest from Tarel, who had been trying to set him up with her many brothers since she had joined the squadron four years ago. However, Miri, from the way she raised her neck and offered a slight incline of her head in return, was impressed.
'Masters,' Miri paused and Malachi filled in, "Malachi and Yakov," and then Miri continued, 'the honour is mine.'
"Oo, is he going to propose?" Tarel teased, but Miri and Malachi ignored her and Drekken watched as man and dragon finished their exchange with a long look.
The fact that Miri approved made Drekken feel somewhat better about the truly whirlwind way he had become attached to the two empaths. He opened his mouth to try and express some of that sentiment, but he moved just a little too
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