75.09.02 Vitalis {Orikaeth's Hatching}

[Itoshii]

Andradil

In what seemed like an instant the Sands were a blur of activity. The Sunlance finished rooting through the boys and seemed to find none of them to her liking and started off for the girls before pausing to look back, as though foreshadowing what was to come. A darkblue came spilling from its shell. It's was small, and undeniably adorable, and certainly a dragon with a personality to be expected. But a bit small for his liking, it would be strange, climbing atop a dragon smaller than a brown... He nearly sunk into himself when suddenly a vengeful demon seemed to appear on the Sands.

A black dragonet had burst from his shell, and missing the 'slight' the darkblue gave him, Andradil assumed he had decided to pounce upon the slightly older DarkBlue. He winced, a fight between dragons was not a pretty sight and he almost expected one of them to go Between before the Clutchmother intervened. He gave a sigh of relief. How could he have thought the Rainbow would allow her first babies to kill one another? He was so distracted by the approaching black dragonet that he was knocked by a stray tail as the Sunset bounced through the candidates. He sucked in his breath with a hiss as he glanced down at his legs. Lifting the bottom of his robes to his knee he frowned. That would be a nasty bruise later.

Looking back up he saw the Black dragonet before one of the other boys. A newer arrival if memory served him. He would have to remember to watch out for those two, should he be as lucky as they to Impress. Speaking of- He turned his attentions back to the sands where the DarkBlue now rested by her mother, looking no worse for the wear, considering she had just been attacked by her sibling, and the neon Purple was still just.. waiting. The Sunlance seemed relieved at her sister's well-being, and well... The Sunset was being a sunset.

Then he surveyed the eggs once more. 5 Hatched, 4 more to go. Only one Impressed, so that left him with good odds, he reasoned, though his heart sank as the thoughts of being left Standing, unsuitable for a second chance, crept into his mind- and the consequences that might follow. Once again he had to shake his head, cringing as the welt on his leg twinged with his movements. Happy thoughts. Happy thoughts. He reminded himself again. Depression did not lead to Impression. Stupid rhymes and their catchyness...

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K'ris

The Harper looked up from his note taking just in time to see the little black burst from his shell, roaring into the world, to attack a DarkBlue dragonet (Shells! He'd missed that one. Pay attention then. She was very cute in her arrival. Shaking off her egg-goop.). He held his breath as the two tousled, not letting it out until the Rainbow had finally broken up the fight and the two had gone their own way, barely scratched for all the excitement. He jotted his notes real quick before looking back in time to see the Sunset hatch, not even missing a beat before hurrying off into the candidates and taking a few of them off guard. And the Black hatchling found his Rider! K'ris was glad to see that one off the Sands. Maybe some food would calm the fires.

He surveyed the rest of the hatchlings. The Neon Purple, a creature he would think to be frolicking among the candidates with its Sunset sibling, was still sitting beside its mother, almost feline like in its patience. The Sunlance was watching it's DarkBlue sibling with obvious concern until it went to relax beside the Rainbow mother, then it visibly relaxed.

Well now, this was certainly an exciting Hatching already. Let us hope that it doesn't keep the angry theme, though. K'ris nodded in agreement, attentive to each of the Hatchlings and the remaining 5 eggs. He didn't want to miss anything else.

[Cait]

Andrilla was more than a little overstimulated. The ever present humming was beginning to grate on her nerves and she wasn't sure that she liked being so close to. The newly hatched dragons, especially when two more spilled onto the sands and a squabble promptly ensued. She'd been told to remain calm, move if a hatchling was trying to get past and think welcoming thoughts. Currently she could only manage one out of three; she was on edge, bordering flight and she was thinking that this whole this was a very bad idea. She watched the hatchlings squabble and her hand drifted towards her concealed knife. This wasn't good, they never should have come.

The clutch mother; a rainbow or so she'd heard, put an end to the quarrel and the two hatchlings broke apart. Though what happened next terrified her; the black dragon that had gone after the darker blue took off towards the male candidates and one with dark hair in particular. With a cry of dismay she lurched toward the males, knocking into a taller girl before someone stopped here again. With a near feral hiss she spun on the girl, pale eyes wild but the girl looked at her with compassion that smack of condesention. "He Impressed, see the eyes."

Wrenching her arms free, Andrilla felt cold despite the oppressive heat of the Sands. It was happening; Alikai had Impressed and he was going to leave her behind! For once her expression reflected her emotions as her vision blurred; she looked absolutely stricken. Blinking away the tears before they could spill her face went slack once more as she turned her attention back to the hatchlings. He was going to leave her...he was a dragonrider now and he was going to leave her. No! I won't let him; he can't leave me. He's my...he's all...they can't make me leave! I can stay. I will stay!

[Ghost of Fire (Fëanáro)]

Mobrey held his breath as the Sunlance surveyed the boys. He’d been told to think “welcoming thoughts”, but he wasn’t one hundred percent sure what exactly that meant.

Be friendly. Be approachable. Surely one of them will want to come say hi.

Despite the feeling of being in some way judged, Mobrey had to smile at his own thought. He was startled by the sudden aggression displayed by the newly emerged Black. They’d said the last Hatching was abnormal in its violence and pain! However, the fight was quickly broken up by the Rainbow Queen, and the Black came barreling towards the male Candidates. Before Mobrey could decide whether he wanted to attract the dragonet’s attention or not, the Black reached one of the older male Candidates, clearly Impressing.

[Simile]

The Darkblue cocked her head slightly at the wail from the girl. She was so sad. Why was she so sad? She looked up at her mother. {She is afraid... my darling... Do not let fear stop you, my loves... go on now.}

The Sunset stopped and stared at the wailing girl. She seemed genuinely concerned. Not one of them - except their mother, noticed the other egg which hatched to reveal a lightly colored wood. She shook herself and stretched her wings. But she did not pause. She felt the anger boiling in her as she headed towards the girl. She was quiet though, so quiet. So purposeful. She shoved aside one girl and bit at the next. Her anger was quickly getting the better of her. Hers was hurting. That was not okay. She hissed and growled as she stood over the candidate. Her bonded. Her mother and siblings could wait. Hers needed her attention immediately.

Andrilla. Stop your worrying and snivling! Your Oranlith is here! Sunristh will not take your beloved person from you! I shall see to that. You are Mine and I will not leave you. Now stand up and dry your eyes.

The little wood lashed her tail and turned ot hte nearest person, despite her eyes whirling rainbow, and lashed out irritably. No one would touch hers! Not while she was around. She would protect her and take care of her!

the Sunset gave a soft croon and earned an irritated hiss from her sister. The Sunset hissed back and turned around, heading straight for the neon purple, swatting at him playfully. The neon regarded her for a moment and then they were a tumble of bright playful hide, not coming anywhere near hurting each other, but definitely enjoying themselves. The purple seemed ot finally have lightened up... but he had yet to choose. The rainbow was concerned. THey had to be getting hungry. She gently crooned to them and said something, nudging them both back towards the Candidates. The Darkblue looked up as well and headed towards the candidates as well, sensing a young boy that she took a shine too and crooning as she approached cautiously. He would do... yes yes...

M'brey? I am Nellielth. I am your dragon. My siblings are all very interesting, don't you think? They have a lot of energy and life.... but they aren't the same as us... Not at all. But then... no one is the same, are they?

She looked back to watch the sunset and neon purple begin rush through the candidates, though the purple seemed to be trying to be a bit more considerate than the sunset who knocked into legs nad knees and even bowled over a couple of candidates... Oh yes... she was glad she was not like them, though she did not dislike him. They were good sorts... yes...

Egg #3

Name: Oranlith
Pronunciation: aura-'n-lihth
Color: Wood (E9C2A6, 855E42, A68064)
Size: 20 feet
Personality:
Oranlith is a steady and calm presence. She is very level headed and tends to take her hurts with a rational and cool head... though she can be quick of tongue and quick to turn those insults back on those who insulted her. She has a keen maternal instinct at times - especially towards her rider, feeling that she needs her support more than anything. She would do absolutely anything for her rider should she need her to. She is generally kind to those around her, but she will not tolerate someone threatening her family and she will let you know it. She tries very hard to control her temper, but after a time it brews and when lost, is a fierce and frightening thing. Which happens more than it likely should. Like other woods she prefers not to eat meat, though she does enjoy a diet of fish from time to time.
Impresses to: Andrilla

Egg #9

Name: Nellielth
Pronunciation: nell-ee-elth
Color: DarkBlue (f) (00009C)
Size: 24 feet
Personality:
Despite being quiet and withdrawn, Nellielth is anything but antisocial. She simply likes to watch and speak when it is best suited. She is a very loving dragoness to those she deems worthy of being close to... but you have to be of exceptional character for her to deem you worthy. She is naturally distrusting of others - sometimes even her own rider and especially those who wish to get close to them, but once she warms up to you, you have a friend for life who will fiercely protect you. She is truly thoughtful and often trying to keep herself ahead of the others. She can be quite sweet when she wants to be.
Impresses to: Mobrey - M'brey

[Nicole]

Three Impressions, now. It was harder to block them out when they happened so fast, but still, Artemis slammed up the walls the moment they even felt like they were going to Impress. The Wood had hatched so fast, she had heard half of her Impression speech before she had a chance to throw up the walls - had the girl really been worried about losing her friend? There were more important matters at a time like this!

Like dragonets.

Her mind flickered quickly over those who had already Hatched. The Black, the DarkBlue, the Wood had all found their counterparts. The Purple, the Sunset, the Sunlance - they still wandered the Sands.

And three more lay in their eggs, waiting to shatter their shells and emerge into the world, to claim their riders and fly off happily into the horizon - or, at least, waddle happily to the nearest meat platter. Would one on the Sands be hers? Or would it be one in the Eggs?

Her eyes lingered momentarily on the Gold egg nearest the Queen, but she pushed away all thoughts of that, focusing instead on the excited murmured thoughts of the dragons watching.

And their excitement boosted her up, and she swayed back and forth on the Sands.

[Ghost of Fire (Fëanáro)]

Mobrey had been watching the dragonets move to and fro, tracking their motions, when he noticed yet another one of them heading towards the boys. This time, it was the DarkBlue, the one that had somehow drawn the ire of the Black.

He turned his head to watch its, no, her, approach.

Wait, how do I know…?

M'brey? I am Nellielth. I am your dragon. My siblings are all very interesting, don't you think? They have a lot of energy and life.... but they aren't the same as us... Not at all. But then... no one is the same, are they?

M’brey dropped down beside Nellielth. For a glorious moment, or perhaps it was a lifetime, he noticed nothing of what those around him would have considered real. All that mattered was that he had Nellielth, and she had him.

If they were the same, what would be interesting? M’brey asked, following Nellielth’s attention towards her clutchmates and their enthusiastic (and clumsy) move through the Candidates.

How’s about we go get some food?

That is a good idea, I think. I am hungry.

With that, M’brey and Nellielth walked over to the edge of the Sands, aiming for the food bowls.

[Itoshii]

K'ris

K'ris tilted his head in interest at the sudden distress of one of the young female candidates as she seemed to have a near breakdown at the sight of the young man walking off the Sands with the violent black dragon. As such he also missed the Hatching of the Wood dragon until she was stalking through the candidates like a wildcat, taking no mind whether she was injuring those around her or not. He was barely surprised when she stood over the distraught girl, eyes whirring with Impression though she still lashed out angrily at those too close to the new weyrling.

And still the action continued, though he could see no more dragonets hatching at the moment, there was finally some sort of reaction from the oddly-still purple. And there it was! The very activity he had just been thinking of. The Sunset and the Purple rolling and playing across the Sands as if they didn't have a care. He grinned, making a note of the bonding activity as Orikaeth broke up the playful squabble and sent the two off to find their Mines. He saw other movement and nearly slapped himself in the forehead. How could he have forgotten about the little darkblue?

He watched eagerly as she moved decisively to the male candidates and almost shyly approached one of the boys, eyes whirring the rainbow of Impression. Yes, cute was definitely a good word to describe her. More noted were made before the tip on his charcoal broke. Shards! He dug in his pockets, almost thinking he had forgotten something to sharpen it with. Left pocket. Haha! Thank you, I'd be lost without you. And I know it Axolzash's mind-voice was smug.

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Andradil

Andradil was overwhelmed to say the least. Dragonets going every which way, Candidates being knocked over. He was beginning to have a hard time noticing the details and had to close his eyes to keep his head from spinning. He focused on the details. His feet still burned from the Sands so he focused on that. Feeling the vertigo begin to fade he risked opening his eyes. This Hatching was turning out to be a dangerous one. He was glad he opened his eyes when he did, as he was nearly knocked over by a fellow candidate as they shuffled to get a better view. He growled at the offender with a solid stare and the boy backed off to find another window between people.

Finding himself again he turned his gaze back to the hatching. There was a Wood dragonet standing over a girl, how had he missed all of that? What exactly had happened? He was sure he'd hear about it at the Feast. There was more commotion and he almost expected another fight, but he realized that the Sunset had gone back towards the eggs and was not playing with the, until now, stoic Purple. He gave a small smile despite himself, and nodded in agreement as the Rainbow put an end to it. There would be plenty of time to play later. This was a pressing time for the young dragonets.

He watched as the DarkBlue come towards the boys with purpose, the same thought in his mind as all the others. Was she there for him? But no, she was for another of the boys he barely knew. A frown crept to his face as he eyed the last of the eggs. That left just over half the clutch that could possibly be his savior. 3 Impressed, One queen. And not a single dragonet had done more than whacked him. Yes.. positive was far harder to hold onto than he thought it was going to be.

[Terayne]

Suddenly everything seemed to be happening at once, and Harpyr's attention snagged between the other dragonets and the Queen egg, her attention diverted mainly by the hissing, snarling Black. Blinking, her Harper's curiosity lingering on, she watched intently as the squabble was almost immediately ended by the brightly hued mother, both babies seeming to be talking back. Her lips twitching, she looked back to the Queen egg, just watching it quietly, even as her attention shifted again as the Impressions occurred, her leg lifting out of the way of the brightly colored tail whipping about so... ENERGETICALLY. Trying not to laugh-she had to keep up her face after all-the girl shifted away from the Sunset and the hissing Wood and adjusted her position.

The new one allowed her to see not only the gleaming golden egg but also everything else going on at the same time, sating her Harper's need to KNOW but also meaning she would know the instant the Queenling Hatched.

[Cait]

Her mind chasing itself in a frenzied circle to come up with a grand scheme to stay with Alikai, Andrilla didn't notice the chaos at first as the girls around her scattered. Then she spotted the mottled brown dragon coming right at her and her instincts kicked in. Skittering backwards, she fumbled for her knife then suddenly froze as a forceful yet impossibly soft voice invaded her mind, bringing with it a torrent of overwhelming emotions. Love, possession and belonging.

Andrilla. Stop your worrying and snivling! Your Oranlith is here! Sunristh will not take your beloved person from you! I shall see to that. You are Mine and I will not leave you. Now stand up and dry your eyes.

"Oranlith?" It took her a moment to comprehend as she stared at the hatchling. Then suspicion began to creep into her mind, doubt. Oranlith hissed and verily marched forward and headbutted Andrilla in the chest.

Enough of that! I said I will not leave and I mean it. How much longer do I have to convince you? I'm hungry.

"I...what? Wait who is Sunristh?" She might have been a bit quick to pick up on thing if she wasn't reeling from the feeling of being utterly surrounded by Oranlith and her concern, agitation and hunger.

The black with your friend. He is to your friend as I am to you. Food?

Andrilla let her hand fall away from the blade beneath her robe and nodded mutely and when she made no attempt to move, the little Wood began to nudge her along towards her temperamental clutch brother and his new rider. The drudges were already scrambling to gather a selection of fruits, vegetables and fish for Oranlith. I Impressed...I have a dragon. Alikai has a dragon too and...we're stuck here. At least we're together though...

[Jay Kitten]

This was starting to get to him. Why had he come here? This place wasn't going to help him with his parent's killers, why did he think it would? It was just going to lock him here until a dragonet gorged out his insides. And speak of the devil, his attention snapped to in time to see a Candidate dodge out of the way, and a rather angry looking dragon dive straight toward him. He reflexively spun, whipping out of the way just in time. But to his surprise, the dragon whirled right as he did and pounced on him from behind, his wide eyes going down and only just closing before his face hit the hot Sands.

A'kai! You idiot! You're going to feed me this minute! I am Sunristh and you are Mine! The words poured into his mind, and the Black, whom was sitting smugly atop his fallen Rider, was now showing signs of Impression as his eyes whirled. A'kai rolled and pushed the Black off of him, brushing the Sand from his face. He grumbled, and then shook a fist at the dragon.

"What th' bloody 'ell was that?!" he flared, and the Black rose his nose high, looking up at all of those dragons above them in the Stands.

Well then... I suppose that is settled. Now come. The little Black stalked off regally, and he could only oblige in utterly stunned fashion as he followed along behind him. It was a bit delayed, but he was feeling the dragonet's thoughts, now, and he could tell the Black was simply acting haughty, not trying to bother him. He smiled, grinned even. Maybe this place wasn't so bad after all.

"Y'know, yer a brat, Sunristh. But I think I'm gunna like ya."

[Shoki]

The hatching sands were certainly active. Barlow watched the colors hatch, briefly noting to himself what he knew about each. Black dragons required much oiling, their hides drew heat well. This one was very much wanting his way. Barlow made sure that, the moment he saw what he was aiming for, he was well out of the way. The girls were not faring better, the dragonets were testy.

Sunset, Wood, Darkblue, they all appeared. If he hadn’t been vigilant he would have missed the Wood altogether, even though she did make quite a stir with her impression. Still, no major damage, even with the dragons fighting. It could be worse. It could be better. He flipped his attention to the people who had impressed. Two were relatively new, already Weyrlings now. He didn’t know much, other than they were good friends. At least. He was bad at pegging that sort of thing sometimes. He was quietly pleased that they had impressed at almost the same time. He didn’t want to think about some former friendships he had seen take a beating after one impressed and the other didn’t. He never minded when his friends impressed, but some of them had drifted away, one of them on account of being a watchrider. It was to be expected.

Mobrey on the other hand had been around a while. From what he knew he had family around, but they were not candidates for dragons. Barlow didn’t know much else, but looked like he would be good for such a dragon from what little he had seen. His attention flicked back to the hatching proper.

Three dragons had impressed. Three were on the sands. Three eggs yet remained. Of course the Golden egg in front of the Rainbow Queen was no doubt the source of attention for many of the female candidates. He was interested as well, but obviously was not thinking quite the same things. Still, the hatching was roughly a third done, if all things remained simple. Of course Barlow was entirely sure that it would not remain the case. When had a hatching ever been truly simple? He tried to think back through the hatchings he had attended. Well, rather Queen hatchings tended to be complicated.


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Rise!

A pillow hit Kiyosh’s face.

You know, keep at it, and this pillow will not be available to you tonight! Kiyosh threatened the fluffy thing with her claws.

“You fight dirty.” Cr’wean finally rolled up and out of bed, his curly hair looking quite disheveled. He ignored it, pulled on a plain shirt and pants and slipped on some shoes. With little fanfare he hopped on the vulture and the pair of them headed toward the hatching.

When they got there Cr’wean grumbled. No good seats. This is why he didn’t want to come, much better to just hear about it all later then try to find a seat in the joint. Kiyosh ignored him and took her spot, finding Axoltash quickly.

Missed too much. At least we didn’t miss the main event though., she commented to the colorful lifewing.

[Moo]

L'ras grinned as the take-charge Black literally ran over Alikai - now A'kai - and Impressed. He whistled a low note before looking up at the Brown and patting him on his leg.

"And they say Purples are the energetic ones. I daresay that Black will be a handful."

Teth's eyes whirled a myriad of colors, colors not unlike the Impressing hatchling. I think you will be right about that, though we will have that Neon under our watch as we--Oh, look! More colors!

L'ras turned. Teth was right; more and more hatchlings had emerged from their eggs. The DarkBlue was still examining herself while a Sunset frolicked through the row of Candidates, appearing to enjoy the attention far more than anyone else. L'ras then focused on the task at hand - which was observing the hatchlings. They were to be under his charge now, and his work had only just begun.

Just out of the shell, they all appear to be proportional and well-built, he began, watching the irritated Wood lash out at another Candidate. The little female Impressed to Andrilla. Another one to keep an eye on, I expect.

Two eyes, and as often as we can spare them. Four, if you include mine. This is such a rowdy bunch, though I am excited to begin to work with them.

L'ras crossed his arms, his lips twitching into a smile. There was a fair bit of commotion on the Sands - a lot more than he had expected, it being so early in the morning. But the dragons waited for no one, and hatchings happened at dawn and dusk and any time in between - he had Teth as proof of that. It was a rapidly progressing Hatching, though that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Wrinkles formed around his eyes as he squinted from his vantage point.

They seem more aggressive than usual, but their stock is good and should hold true. Thoughts?

I agree. These hatchlings come from strong lineages. I do not think any of them will require special attention based on physical traits alone, though aggression might be more apparent in them. Particularly the Black, and perhaps the Wood. That, however, should ween itself out over time.

Agreed, replied L'ras. His mood lightened considerably when he saw the DarkBlue dragon Impress to Mobrey, now M'brey. That hatchling appeared much more calmer than the rest of its clutch. DarkBlues had always seemed to be the easy ones to work with, so he had no complaints there. He ran over the list of remaining candidates in his head, looking at each in turn as he got to their name.

Andradil was first. He was shaking his head to himself as Impression after Impression happened around him. An unfortunate situation to be in, but not uncommon. Next was Harpyr, who seemed to be fighting with her own emotions. And her eyes, like so many of the girls present, lingered on the unhatched Queen egg. Nothing out of the ordinary there. After her came Artemis, and she seemed - wait, was she alright? She was swaying on the Sands…they only did that when --

Teth, have a healer on standby. One of the Candidates may faint.
One of the Candidates may -- ? Oh! I see. Oh, we can't let that happen. I shall inform a healer straight away.
Keep an eye on her. Artemis.
Certainly.

Reassured by such news, L'ras nodded and headed over to the stations to monitor the next steps. It was crucial to impress upon the Weyrlings the proper care of their dragons.

"All new Weyrlings, please approach the stations," he called out, motioning with his hands to usher the new pairs off the Sands. He smiled again. "Your first lesson begins now, with feeding and oiling your dragons. Select a stand, and bowls of meat and oil and rags will be provided to you. I will observe and advise, if necessary."

[summerrain]

Wynah watched. The pair of new Candidates both Impressed. The Sunset was still on the Sands. Three Impressed. One Queen still unmoving. She sighed softly. She was happy for them, of course, but she wanted to find Hers.
She didn't really want to age out of Candidacy... She wanted to help the other children. The ones like her, without parents, forced into thievery because they had no other way to survive.

She watched the other eggs. If she Impressed that Queen, her voice would be heard much more readily than if she Impressed anything else. Kings did not Impress girl, after all... She sighed again.

One of these would be Hers, right? Would one of them choose her? She'd been told for two Turns to think welcoming thoughts at a Hatching, but it was hard when she was so close to aging out... If she wasn't going to Impress, she'd like them to tell her now. Then she could begin to better the lives of the abandoned children.

[Jay Kitten]

It was at about this time that A'kai was feeding his little one, whom was munching viciously at every bucket set in front of him. And it was about this time that he noticed the little Wood near Andrilla, and he jumped out of his chair, startling Sunsrith, who comped now on his leg. He yelped and smacked his nose, which made the Black yelp and pull back, slowly returning to his eating as he noticed the glare his Rider wore. Sorry... he stated almost sarcastically, though A'kai could tell he meant it.

"Andrilla Impressed. N' right after me, too! Ha, wouldya look't that. That Cloudrider sure be on the money. Sunristh, d'ya know tha' dragon yonder?" The little Black looked over at the Wood, then went back to his food with a shrug. Her name's Oranlith. He grinned, wondering what that little dragon would be like, too. He could feel Sunristh. It was the strangest thing. His eyes trailed down to the hatchling while he ate ravenously, and experimentally he 'pushed' his mind toward the little one's. It was like dipping his hand in warm milk, pleasant yet felt strange, Sunristh yielded and allowed him in, his silky mind enveloping A'kai's. Dragons weren't like humans, and A'kai could certainly tell as he went deeper, feeling what his dragon could feel; his wings, his claws, the structure of his body, all completely different. He could tell that Sunristh was doing the same, once he noticed through his own eyes that he had finished eating and was looking up now at A'kai. It was like having his parents returned to him, having everything suddenly fixed in his life and now it was entirely about Sunristh. They were partners, in more than one sense, they were the same being. His mind literally was Sunristh's. They meshed easily, it was like they had joined by the head.

His eyes trailed now to the Wood and Andrilla, and he flagged them over. She would need to feed that grumpy little thing, he knew, and Sunristh contacted the Wood in his draconic way.

You know, this food isn't bad. And A'kai-Mine wishes to speak to Yours, he stated to Oranlith.

[Simile]

The more energetic and colorful two were garnering a lot of attention... but it was the sunlance who would make the next move. Her wings flared and she hissed as another egg cracked and... a black-haze citrine shook herself free, her eyes whirling discontent. The Sunlance looked at her, waiting to see if the haze creature would cause any problem... but instead, she headed towards the candidates. THe way she stalked about... she appeared irritable at best. Though... that was often to be expected. She seemed frustrated. HEr rider was alluding her. And that was irritating. Very irritating. Where was he. She was looking at he males. She was focused on him.

The sunlance watched her go then turned her attention back to the girls, stopping and looking at each in turn, trying to ignore her sunset sister who was rushing through the candidates. She stopped before Wynah. Yes. This one was right.

Hello Wynah. I am Alzdith. Now then... there is much for us to do. It is best that we get me fed and both of us taken care of and then we move on to take care of those that need us. She nudged Wynah gently and motioned towards the feeding tables.

The Neon purple stopped his energetic running to skid to a stop before none other than Barlow. Oh yes! Here he was!

Hello B'low mine! I am your Hailreth! Now then! There is much work to be done and much improving as well. So let us hurry off and get me fed - I am very hungry after all - and then we must get to work and you must start teaching me.

Now then... It seemed that the golden shell of the queen egg was just starting to crack, just slightly. the gold egg was shaking, little bits of the egg falling off, but the egg seemed to be taking its time to crack. The hide color inside was... blue? pale blue? No. Azure. It was metallic. It was... She was an Azure.


Egg #5

Name: Alzdith
Pronunciation: alls-dihth
Color: Sunlance (f) (FFEFD5)
Size: 25 feet
Personality:
Alzdith is a protector who longs to make the world better for those around her. Her tendency is to look after others first and herself last. She is a warrior and hunter at heart and delights in teaching others these skills and learning them from her rider. To see her rider's dreams come true are as important to Alzdith as breathing and she will do her all to make them come true for her. She may not be the highest ranked color, but she knows she is remarkable. She chose Wynah because of her desire to teach others and help them grow and fend for themselves. She is an adventurous sort and will wantt to travel and go places and she hopes her Wynah does too. She is very justice oriented and feels that Pern is too heavily weighted by metallic hides and those who are entitled... though these are barely coherent thoughts that have crossed her mind just out of her shell.
Impresses to: Wynah

Egg #1

Name: Hailreth
Pronunciation: HAIL-reh-th
Color: Neon Purple (m) (#CC88FF)
Size: 31 feet
Personality:
Hailreth is definitely not a dragonet who is ever down in the dumps. He is an intelligent, shrewd and generally happy dragon with a propensity for making conversation happen. He isn't going to be okay with sitting around, but neither is he going to be okay with completely goofing off. He has to look after everyone and he has to be certain that each one is getting the proper care. He is extremely driven and knows he can achieve great things with Barlow by his side. As long as his rider is with him, he will have no fear and he is always wanting to and willing to learn. This isn't to say that he can't lose focus - because he does regularly enough. He also just enjoys having fun and playing and making friends. Barlow, you may have your hands full with this one.
Impresses to: Barlow - B'low