Finally, the day has come. Standing outside the Flion Adoption Agency, you think the building seems much more ominous than it had just last week, when you'd come to see when the next clutch of flion eggs would be out. Gathering your courage, you open the door, and step into the gloriously air-conditioned room, and make your way up to the front desk.
"Hi, I'm Diamond Migu, I'm here to see about getting a flion egg," You intruduce yourself to the woman at the desk.
"Oh, hello. You'll want to head down the second hallway to your right, and it's the very last door on your left," she replies kindly with a friendly smile on her face.
You smile in return, afraid to say anything. You figure her smile is probably the same for every other newbie, but it reassures you a little all the same. With a deep breath, you head towards the room.
Once you arrive at the overly normal-looking door, you knock. Your heart seems to have accelerated quite a bit on the short walk, and you're consciously trying to calm your breathing.
"Come in!"
You open the door, your mouth suddenly dry. There is a kind-looking woman inside the room. She greets you with a friendly smile, which you somehow manage to return. You sit at the chair across her desk that she motions you to, and open your mouth to speak.
"Hi. I'm Diamond Migu, and I'm here to adopt a flion egg," you say in a stronger voice than the whisper you'd thought would come out. This boots your confidence a bit, though you still feel very nervous.
"Hi Diamond, I'm Jewel. I've just got a few questions for you," She says, clearing her throat as you nod. "First of all, is this your first flion?"
"Yes, it is," You answer, feeling a little more at ease. "Alright, and why do you want a flion? What appeals to you?"
You think for a minute. "Well, I think it's the dragon aspect. As a little girl I was always told dragons and unicorns and such weren't real, and then a friend showed me this amazing place, and everything I'd hoped was a lie, was. I loved it," You laugh. "The flions themselves are simply spectacular! They're gorgeous and intellegent and companionly, and..." You add, trailing off, wondering if you've babbled too much. Jewel's smile tells you that you haven't, and you feel a sense of relief flow through you.
"Alright, you sound perfectly qualified for an egg, so I'll be right back," She announces, and disappears into a door you'd completely missed when you entered. You grin gleefully and wait for her to return, jiggling your legs anxiously. After an excruciatingly long 5 minutes, Jewel returns with a round, gray egg. You take the egg from her, more carefully than most things you handle.
"Here you are Ms. Migu. I trust you to take care of this egg, so make sure it is comfortable," She says, smiling. You smile back with pure, unhidden joy, and walk out with the egg, more carefully than when you had entered, heading straight home.
You are staring at the egg a week later when you notice a large crack on the side. "Oh, no! I broke it!" You say worriedly, going off to find some duct tape to fix it.
When you return, a pair of icy turquoise eyes are staring at you. You look at the rest of this mysterious creature, which is a slate gray, and see the egg remains. "Oh! You're the hatchling! Well looky there! I thought the egg broke. Heh. That was embarrassing. We'll never mention that, okay?" You say to the baby flion. It stares and makes a noise that indicates it's hunger.
You giggle and hand it a plushie while you go get some food. You grab the book on flion care, looking for what to feed a hatchling."Any type of meat," you mumble, reading the passage aloud unintentionally.
Grinning, you quickly whip up a hamburger for the little hatchling. You take it out and see it happily cuddling it's new friend. Seeing you, it dives for the burger, which you hand over quickly.
Sighing joyfully, you watch the little flion. "I can't wait untill you become an adult," you say with a wistful sigh. The hatchling burps and returns in it's bed with it's plushie.
Another week finds you in the Publix meat aisle. Flion hatchlings eat a lot of meat. You stock up about 100 dollars worth of it.
You return home and hear an odd noise coming from the living room, where you had left the hatchling. You hurry in to make sure it's okay, and see a large dragon-like creature. It has feathery wings and a pink horn. You also notice pale gold swirls on it's white body.
"Who are you?" You ask fearfully. 'I am your flion, the hatchling. I have grown up. Say, is that meat you are holding?' The creature asks. You hand over some meat wordlessly, stunned. "Y-you grew up?" You ask faintly. The flion nods, and returns to it's food.
You look at the flion for a moment studying it, and simultaneously thinking of a name for it. "I think I'll call you Whilin," You say to her after a few minutes. Whilin nods as she finishes her meat and turns to little plushie friend. You smile, happy that your first flion has grown up.
Name: Whilin
Meaning: White Angel
Gender: Female
age: Adult
wings: Feathered
tail: Hooked
horns: Forehead
spikes: Wave
fur: none
markings: Reversed Royal Swirl
coloration: White + Light Gold
legs: none
eyes: Violet
other: none
Flion: 114
Clutch: 17 (Rapture x Conchenn)
These are candies that were made by Jewel, as well. They are a limited edition.
