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When the class had filed into the room, D had several tables, each laid out with an egg, each one in a box and swaddled in a blanket for warmth. The room itself, in fact, was overly warm as well, though it didn't seem to bother D any.

"Today we will be looking at dragons," he said. "Or, more correctly, we will be looking at several types of creature which are likely to be called 'dragon', though the name may not be wholly correct in each instance.

"For this exercise, you will split into groups, each with an egg, and then deduce which type of 'dragon' comes out of it." D gestured to where each table had a stack of books on it. "Those will help you to figure it out, as long as you look carefully. Please be very gentle, but know that dragons, even small ones, can bite."

[OOC: Split up into groups of three, if you please. The egg will begin to hatch as soon as someone touches them and each comment will give a clue as to what type it is. OCD is ~~coming~~ up.

ETA: ~~Commuting home now, will respond to tags ASAP upon getting home.~~ HOME NOW.]

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Sabriel started nodding, then paused. "But maybe we need to hold it and rub it to make it hatch?"

"Can't we just poke it with sticks or something?" Aravis wondered, looking wary.

Sabriel snickered. "That's not very maternal of you. I don't think mother dragons poke their offspring with sticks to make them come out." She blinked at the resulting mental image. "No, surely not."

"I don't want children anyway," Aravis replied wryly, tentatively reaching out to poke the egg with her forefinger. "I'd be a terrible mother. I'd probably poke my own children with sticks."

The egg twitched slightly and something inside of it tapped against the shell.

Sabriel reached out to tap back.

"What if we tried giving it a hug?" Willow asked.

"It could come out and throw up all over us," Sabriel pointed out. She shifted out of the way. "But if you want to try it..."

The shell seemed to be distorted beyond the lumpiness it first displayed. Something inside of it shifted and tapped again.

Willow reached out to place a very careful palm on the shell. She didn't want to go full-force hugging until she was sure she wouldn't break anything. "Hi little guy! Or possibly girl! Or gender yet to be determined."

It moved again, more enthusiastically this time, and the shell stretched a bit further but didn't quite break.

"What do you think it is?" Sabriel asked, regarding the egg curiously. "Do you see any feet?"

Willow peered at it. "Not yet. C'mon little dragon! You can do it! We're very friendly and non-predatory, I promise."

Finally a tear began in the egg casing and a serpentine nose poked out, deep dark greenish in color. It breathed deeply and then struggled within the remaining egg some more.

"That's the spirit!" Willow said. "Keep going!"

The egg split and the infant creature bleated as its head slipped out. Wide dark eyes stared at the three girls, the creature's skin shiny and wet and rubbery-looking.

"Hello," Aravis greeted it politely.

"Hello?" Sabriel said, lowering her voice to baby-speech. "What are you, little one?"

The creature gurgled and shifted inside the egg, tearing it open further to reveal its forelegs - though where some creatures would have paws, this one had flippers.

"Awww, it's so sweet!" Willow said.

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