Calla was so busy with tending his eggs he didn't even notice someone approaching on the lonely beach. He started some when Sam spoke, glancing up with bird wide eyes before he slowly calmed down. It took a few seconds for the question to sink in, time spent awkwardly blinking at the other man like as if Calla had never seen another human before in his life. Slowly, his cheeks colored a soft pink when he realized he was just... staring. Like some weirdo. When he realized this, he averted his eyes quickly to the cat kitties in question.

"Yes." Calla half barked it out before wincing at his own tone. He tried to soften answer his voice to a more respectable volume. "The Litten is Ashpaw and the Purrloin is Shadowpaw."

Speaking of the devils, the two kitten Pokemon bounded over as soon as they noticed the other human. Ashpaw tried his best to look intimidating, hackles raised and turned to the side. The effect was lost by how cute he was. < Who are you? You're on my Clan's territory! >

< Yeah! We'll, uh... beat you up, mister! We're the best! > The Purrloin spoke from behind Ashpaw. This was mostly all a game to the purple kitten, but both he and the Litten also knew how scared that Calla was. Of everything. It was their job to protect him.

Ashpaw narrowed his eyes further at Sam but after a few seconds of very serious contemplation he relented. < Okay. Only if Calla says it's okay. If he tells you to leave you better leave or we'll beat you up for real! > With that decision in mind, Ashpaw nodded and went to plop down on the sand next to his Trainer. With that in mind, he nuzzled close to some of the eggs. Calla had told him that where he was warm, it was good for him to be around them like this.

Shadowpaw glanced between Ashpaw and Sam before he hopped over and started to sniff of him. This human didn't smell bad. Maybe he would stay close too. It seemed that Ashpaw was going to hang around and he was more of a follower than a leader, anyway. Plus, Calla needed all the help he could get with all the eggs they had managed to come across. It was like the boy was a magnet for them.

"Oh, uh... it's fine, guys." Calla shifted, rubbing the egg in his lap absently. "I'll answer what I can. I don't know a lot, though...." Tugging his bag, and by proxy Ashpaw, over with his foot, Calla placed the brown egg next to the kitten pokemon and showed off all the various shells sticking out. "This one here... um.... I know it's a Pidove. I bought it from a Breeder. The rest I, uh.... I have no idea. The workers at the pokecenters say they're healthy. At least I'm not, um.... hurting them." Calla whispered the last part, shoulders sinking in slightly. It seemed like hurting his pokemon by accident might have been some type of fear of his.

A few of the other eggs rocked or shook from time to time. The most active was the brown egg that Calla put down, but it looked like more than just that one was close to popping.

"I'm really excited for some of them to hatch. I love them, but they're kind of hard on my back to all carry around like this." Tapping the front of his hoodie, there was the distinct click and jingle of hard plastic as his various pokeballs clattered together. "My other pokemon are kind of shy or, um.... well, Ashpaw and Shadowpaw are two of my most social pokemon. I'm hoping some babies might help relax or calm down the others. Like, prove I'm not going to hurt them, I guess."

Sighing, Calla reached into his pocket and idly rubbed Frenzy and Resin's pokeballs. The two pokemon were the ones who held the most worry for him. Resin didn't trust anyone and Frenzy was... violent. It was hard to deal with, but it also wasn't either of the pokemon's faults. Minty was quiet but seemed more resentful than shy. Icarus was fine, just a baby himself. Calla still worried a lot about his scraggly gang of pokemon.

< Callapaw has this scary purple guy who tries to bite us sometimes. > Judging that Sam seemed to be okay enough, Shadowpaw tried to hop into the human's lap so he could curl up and siphon his body heat for him. The Purrloin gave a little purr and tried to look cute to help in his dastardly plan. < But Callapaw doesn't let him bite us. He lets the scary guy bite him so he doesn't bite us. Callapaw is really tough like that. You should prove that you're super tough and let the scary guy bite you, mister. Maybe if you're super tough you can join our clan, too! >

Calla flushed pink and looked away, focusing back on the eggs in his bag. Any type of praise made his embarrassed but he also just didn't want this guy, while he seemed nice, to know the personal business of his failings as a Trainer. He picked up the Pidove egg and held it to his chest, sighing and trying to fight back the blush by feeling the pokemon inside tap against the shell.

Shadowpaw started to purr louder at the attention, his head tilting back so that Sam could rub The Good Spot. He started to 'knead biscuits' on his lap, none too careful with his sharp kitten claws as he did so.

"O-oh, uh.... Well, thank you. I, what he's talking about is, I have this Gligar... huh?" The egg in Calla's arms rocked violently; at least as violent as a Pidove egg could rock. Whatever explanation he had been about to give was cut off for another day. Pulling the egg away from his body, Calla gave it a worried look before it shuddered again and splintered. A tiny beak poked from the cracks, opening up and then widening a tiny hole. Soft peeping started from it before the egg completely caved in Calla's hands, a tiny white bird blinking wet and small in the leftover shards.

A loud crack sounded from the bag at their feet. Ashpaw jumped up and out, frantic and tail lashing. < I didn't do anything! > He yowled, clearly very upset, but a moment later the egg in question tumbled over and a clumsy brown Doduo blinked on the ground as it tried to get it's bearings on... living. It had been the one in the most active egg, and for good reason; two heads and all.

"Oh my god." Calla blinked back a few tears and a shaky smile cracked over his face. He had never seen eggs hatch before and these pokemon were... his. And they were small and fragile and they were going to have to rely on him. He loved them already and wanted to protect them from the world. Before he could reach down to scoop the Doduo up, two of the less active eggs jerked and rolled in the new space of the bag. They clattered together, cracking as well, and two more beaks poked out before a cottony wing and red crest were poking out. A Pikipek and Swablu, which was colored gold instead of blue, peeped softly as they got used to breathing air.

"Oh my god." Calla could only cradle the Pidove in his hands, stunned.