I am so sorry for not uploading soon enough, I've just been so busy with school work. Enjoy
Also, I'd like someone to nominate a few names for me? I for one is terrible at making up names. Both elven and dragon names will be needed. Thanks
"Argetlam! We have a problem. One of the wild eggs is hatching." Blödhgarm yelled. Eragon rushed over, with Saphira close behind. "Which one?"
"That one right there, the purple one." As soon as he located the egg, Eragon felt a great sense of anticipation and hunger emanating from it. A split-second later, the cracked enlarged, and the egg exploded, covering Eragon in egg shells. From it emerged a purple dragon, no bigger than a house cat.
"Saphira, is it a male or female?"
"I'm not sure, it's too young."
"You should go hunt something for it, if memory serves, it'll be yowling with hunger as soon as it gets out."
"Oh be quiet." With flap of her wings, Saphira took off. The purple dragon started to run after it, and then started crying.
"Oh my, it seems that it thinks Saphira is its mother."
Suddenly, it stared at Blödhgarm and started growling.
"What's wrong with it now?"
"Apparently it thinks Blödhgarm is a wolf." Saphira cut in. "I managed to snatch a rabbit and is on my way."
"Hurry." Eragon replied. Looking back at the dragon, he started reaching out with his right hand. As he got closer, the gedwëy ignasia upon his hand started to glow brightly. Taking notice of the light, the dragon started to inch towards him, slowly and slowly, until he touched his palm. And ice shocked through him.
"Eragon!"
Groaning, Eragon opened his eyes, then startled by the numerous pair of concerned eyes. A pairs of elven eyes, a pair of purple ones, and a pair of blue ones.
"How long was I out?"
"Just 10 minutes or so. The baby already ate."
"What happened?"
"Apparently the baby tried to bond with you. It managed to transfer some of its conscience into you, but your bond with Saphira blocked of the rest. You can probably communicate to him to a lesser degree, but it will be quite limited, only more than a regular connection." Glaedr provided.
Eragon looked at the dragon, which cocked its head and looked back at him.
"But how is that possible Glaedr- ebrithil? Isn't it a wild dragon?"
However, the answer didn't come from the golden dragon, but rather from Umaroth.
"I think I may be possible that after sitting in the cave with dragon eggs with destined riders for a century, it picked up upon some of the magic. Saphira need not worry, the hatchling's bond will slowly fade, for a dragon rider is meant to only have one dragon as their partner."
"Good, cause you are mine Eragon, MINE."
"Getting territorial now are we?"
"Blödhgarm, make sure the baby doesn't run away, attach a leash to him, we should be on our way again."
"Yes sir shadeslayer."