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Her black nose sniffed and snorted as she took in the wonderful scent of spring. It was her second ever, but she knew what to expect and ah, it was so wonderful. Her favourite season was drawing closer and the world was starting to pulse with life—or would any day now. There was a fine line between winter and spring. One day change and spring was carried along with the breeze and one would know that the cold season was over as one listened to the steadfast rhythm of icicles shedding their damned tears.

Right now with her loyal Kinigisdi by her side she was hovering over life in all its glory. Or, what soon would be. The pale blonde woman thought back at the day she had first seen her Baby Duck. Now everything was changed. Her long neck friend had gone missing for a little while and when she now had found her beloved swan pet again it had been guarding these oddly shaped rocks. She was no child any longer and understood that this was no magic rock.

She was unable to understand how it had happened though, because she was not amongst the brightest individuals around. Baby Duck had a friend at one point while she was travelling with the wandering tribe, but one of the hunters there had shot it down and eaten it. That was life. Noir was as reluctant to hunt as ever, but she understood that it was a necessity. She did not know how the eggs had managed to get in and out of Baby Duck’s body, but there was a reason for that as well even if she could not get it. She was blue eyed as few could be.

She had spent hours standing over the eggs and Baby Duck, and it was not long ago that Baby Duck had wandered away, probably to find food on its own since Noir was too busy staring at the moving eggs. It was something magical about this. Ears flickered and she turned her face to the speaking male on top of a horse. It was strange how she could get completely lost in something. She did not know this man, but he was a part of Aniwaya and therefore he was Noir’s friend. ”Hello, Friend, I am Noir and I am guarding Baby Duck’s babies!”

Then, a noise forced her golden gaze back. HATCHING NOISES! The woman’s mouth turned into a small “o” and she started to make small squeaking noises in excitement, dancing slightly on excited feet. ”I think babies are coming ouuuut!”

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She squirmed with excitement as the man got off his high horse and stood down next to her. She had been blind to most things as she had stared at the eggs, but now her golden gaze rose to the horse and she grinned brilliantly as a hand rose in the direction of the horse. She hesitated though, was uncertain if the horse would want a pat on its muzzle or not. She had learned that not all animals welcomed contact from other species, but this was a horse and surely it would like to be patted by Noir? Instead her hand offered the four legged animal a silly little wave before she turned her attention back to the male wolf and the moving eggs.

Life could not get more exciting than this. She remembered back the day when she had seen Baby Baby Duck hatch out from its egg. He She had been all lonely and without mommy or sisters or brothers, but there were five eggs gathered and they would have both a mommy and lots of siblings. Oh boy! If possible, her grin widened as he spoke her mother’s name. ”Yes I am!” Nayati sounded like an odd name, but she had heard weirder names in her life. It was an odd name in a very pretty way she thought. The soft noises stole both of their gazes now though, and the girl tried her best to stand still as she crouched down next to the male to get a better look.

A low, crunching nose sounded and she saw a baby beak poke out of the egg in the middle.

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The squeal of joy stayed silent in her chest when the Nayati man said that he thought that she had made a new friend. Ive was a very fine and pretty horse. She had already decided this, as she loved horses in general, but she wanted to make horse sounds back and pat the pretty fur. Too many things were going on for that, and the hatching egg was the most interesting happening at the moment by far. She sucked in the fresh spring air and held her breath in awe. She would have been close to death with excitement if she had been alone, but sharing this moment with someone else magnified the glorious moment tremendously. As the man spoke up in awe with her name, the young woman let her pale hand catch hold of the man’s upper arm and squeezed it softly as she whined with excitement. She was going to be granny Noir!

Golden gaze was glued to the hatching egg, and so she failed at first to take notice of the enraged cripple swan trotting full speed towards the two wolves.

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Baby Duck had always been sort of weird, but she had never seen it like this. Golden eyes threatened to pop out of the young girl’s head as Nayati barked and jumped into the air. Noir, crouched down next to the male, lost her balance and fell on her side. She did not let a moment pass before she started to crawl away from the enraged bird. As she had never seen the bird in this state she had no idea what to do. Perhaps they should run for their lives? The girl immediately thought that was a wonderful idea. Then she decided to hesitate. That wouldn’t be the right thing to do to your child. Poor Babyduck was scared and confused. The girl’s whined pathetically and moved to wrap her arms around the crazed bird. The swan quacked and thrashed, but she couldn’t have it kill her new Nayati friend.

It did not pack at her face luckily, but Babyduck was a very angry mommy swan. She turned away from the eggs and started to waddle away with the crazy animal. A good ten feet away she carefully released it before she stomped on the ground in an attempt to scare it away. Perhaps it was wrong to scare away mommy from babies, but there were lots of babies and they were only looking. To her surprise the swan started to waddle in an upset circle around the scene instead and Noir moved back to Nayiti and the eggs. She was uncertain if it was the swan, wolves or the egg itself, but where a small beak once had once stuck out was now no hole at all. The girl made big eyes until she saw that it somehow had been turned. ”Oh no poor baabyyy” the girl cooed unhappily and carefully turned the egg so that up was up again and not down! ”Poor baby so much work to get out.”

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Nayati had to be a super kind man. The poor babybabyduck was struggling, but before the girl could reach out to help it, the pale man had already done so and helped the tiny being out of its prison. The girl’s lips pursed and she wondered how the small baby could breathe inside the egg. How did babies breathe inside mommy bodies? Suddenly this was all she could think of as she stared at the little grayish duckling suddenly standing in her friend’s hand. She could not guess how it was. Perhaps the eggs and mommy bellies were magical on the inside. The small animal seemed to breathe normally now while it was on the outside. Strange. The girl peered down into the remaining pieces of the egg, but she saw no magic dust or anything special about it. She turned to Babyduck and cooed happily. ”Babyduck come here and look at babybabyduckies!” As so very often with the strange bird, it seemed to understand what its mommy said and began to waddle towards the two wolves again, though it seemed to have calmed down quite a bit. It quacked as it usually did and Noir clapped her optime hands together merrily as babybaby duck squeaked back at its mommy. So cute. Happy happy happy time and still there were lots of eggs that had yet to hatch.