10-13-2018, 05:18 PM
The only time he ever saw eggs on the territory, was when Lucifer's adopted children, the raptors, hatched and when others were done cooking them. Sometimes, he saw turtle eggs on the beach, but rarely. He had tried getting close to the large nest, but he had heard heavy footsteps nearby, so he had hurried out of there. The first thing they needed was a plan. Crimson-colored eyes would land on the Reaver as he spoke. Kirishima could clearly see the interest in the other's sanguine-eyes but he decided to act like he didn't notice.
"Before we try to snatch one or two of the eggs, one of us could distract whoever might be guarding the nest. If there's no anyone protecting it, we can probably grab the egg and get the hell out of there." Kirishima suggested.
"Before we try to snatch one or two of the eggs, one of us could distract whoever might be guarding the nest. If there's no anyone protecting it, we can probably grab the egg and get the hell out of there." Kirishima suggested.