Hatchling

"A...dragon egg? Well..tha's..." He really didn't have a good word for it. Emmett flopped down next to Phoebe, leaning in to kiss her cheek just once before watching the egg with her, smiling at her clear excitement. He had heard a couple of people around town had pet dragons, been assured they didn't grow too big, so tried to swallow any cautionary words he had so he wouldn't dampen her mood. The sight of the sudden eye made him move back a little, raising his eyebrows. "Wow, there really is a dragon in there, huh? How come Frey gave it t'ya?" Not that he doubted Phoebe's ability to be a new dragon-mother, but as far as he knew the Gods were not in the habit of giving out Dragon Eggs. "Are y'gonna keep it..?" Emmett You think that luck has left you there But maybe there's nothing Up in the sky but air And there's no mystical design