'Rolf there's something down here,' a voice called down from inside the crumbling temple. Rolf had chosen this temple because the Mexican Star Flies had their breathtaking mating rituals around them. Now it seemed his wife had found something else. He found his wife and two sons standing front of a rather plain stone wall.
'What is it Luna?' he asked.
Luna tapped the wall with her wand, 'This wall is fake.' she stepped forward and through the wall.
'Luna!' Rolf shouted following her through. The wall gave way to an empty space, with a staircase leading down. Luna was no where to be seen so Rolf decided to follow the stairs down. The stairs seemed to go on forever until he finally stepped into a large hemispherical chamber, deep in the heart of the temple. Feathered serpents adorned the walls and Rolf saw Luna kneeling on a platform in the centre of the chamber. In front of a nest. As he approached he counted a dozen of the mottled green eggs, Luna carefully held one in her hands closely examining its surface. The eggs were roughly the size of a rugby ball and Rolf picked one up, surprised at its weight and the relative softness of the shells. He carefully set the egg back in the nest and looked around the chamber. The nest sat on a large raised platform supported by serpent heads. Luna was looking around with a rather blank expression on her face as she was want to do and the realisation finally hit Rolf.
'Of course!' he shouted. Luna turned to face him and Rolf kissed her. She seemed surprised by the sudden outburst and Rolf laughed estactically.
'What is it?' she asked genuinely confused.
'These are Quetzalcoatl eggs,' he said. They were supposed to be wiped out for centuries. 'My grandfather will be so happy.'
Luna looked back at the eggs, 'Do you think they will hatch?'
'Not here they won't,' he said, 'We'd best remove them gently and try to get them to hatch.'
Rolf pulled out his bag and cast a cushioning charm on it, before placing the eggs carefully inside.
'The Star Flies can wait for a while longer. Resurrecting a lost species is something else.'
