Sunrays and Moonbeams

Ritual

Flying to our home with the delicate offering waiting in my hands.Theodore giggled to me like he knew what was happening and maybe hedid? Never before had a hatchling been given to a unmated person. Theadoption had happened once or twice in our history but it was such arare occurrence. If one saw their mate about to die and only had ahatchling being held in their arms, and their was someone theytrusted enough they would give the hatchling and go in and be killed.It had only happened twice in our history and just happened that boththose times it was a mated person that the hatchling was pushed intotheir arms.

So Theodore was the first hatchling to be adopted by an unmated, butsoon enough he wouldn't be. In ten short-yet horribly long-days I'dhave my beloved mate. He'd have a mother. I set the flower downgently and picked up Theodore as he crawled over to me. I couldn'tstop the smile from spreading my face if I wanted to and I saw noreason to. Leaning down I lifted him up holding him up high.

"Excited my little one?" I cooed setting him in my arms as henuzzled into my chest relaxing fully. "Anything?" I asked Connerwho I had explained what she was wearing. Though I would be jealousif he had known anything about her that I didn't know butfought it down. It was what had to be done.

"No." He answered as I nodded moving to sit looking at thebuilding she had disappeared in. I knew it was less then a day but itfelt like forever. It was often said by my parents that the ten daysof the mating ritual had been the longest ever, longer then all theyears wondering and thinking of their mate. Theodore reached his armsand I chuckled. "Seems Theo wants to take flight, I'll do a fewlaps." I stood on the elevated step allowing my wings to stretchtheir full length and Theodore giggled knowing what would happen.

"Have fun," Conner smiled and I was off. I held Theodore rightunder his arms my arms hanging down from me as my wings flew me up abit higher. Theodore's little wings fluttered as he cooed feeling thewind run through the white wings. They are so small it was hard tothink that one day they would be as big as mine and carry him around.

Just as I was done with my fly, which was good to as Theodore relaxedand when I put him down to crawl as he was wont to do. He loved tocrawl around and I worried what would happen when the little onewould start actually walking, never mind flying.

Before my panic could come in to much, even if I knew that it'd be agood seven months if not longer just to walk and about another threeto five after that. By then we should have found a more permanenthome.

"James. Mate." Conner spoke using the least words he could to getto me so that my instincts could come in better.

Mate.Hatchling.

"Theo."

"We have him." Klarissa assured as my son giggled coming up toRosemary. "Go to mate."

Mate.

Itook off barely managing to grab what I had gotten for her as I sawher walking towards the machine. For the first time I actually sawwhat it was she was wearing. A gray skirt with a matching businessjacket over a white button up and a bright red bow tie. Sitting atopher (hair color) head was a matching hat. Her (skin tone) fleshlooked even creamier against the red of her bow tie and hat. I wishedI could see what color her eyes were but I couldn't chance that as Ifollowed her high up in the sky. It was so strange that someonewouldn't look up above them as I always had to look up every so oftenbut considering these strange earthlings didn't have the ability tofly.