Twins of a different sort (Angeth's Hatching)

[summerrain]

76.2.19, morning, a few hours after dawn

The little White took up a tiny portion of the Sands. She looked almost too small for it, being that the place was made for Queens that were multiple times her size. Two eggs, one much smaller than the other, sat half-buried in the sand between her claws. Kokoro was sitting on Angeth's back reading as the White was curled around her eggs.

Then something moved, causing Angeth to sit up. Kokoro quickly grabbed a neck spike, startled.

"What is it Angeth?" Kokoro asked.

I saw one of the eggs move! the first-time mother said excitedly. I think they're Hatching!

Kokoro slipped onto the sand. "Well then, call them!" she said with a laugh. "But maybe you should wait and see if they move again first. I've heard that sometimes eggs will move a little before they're ready to Hatch. It's a lot like a pregnant mother. Most of the time, the baby will kick long before it's ready to be born. Maybe they're just trying to get more comfortable."

The larger egg moved again, just a little. Angeth looked over at Kokoro excitedly. The girl laughed softly and shook her head. "Wait a bit longer," she insisted. The smaller egg shook, and then, as if a signal, the larger egg shifted, shaking consistantly this time.

Now?!

"Now."

Angeth roared loudly, broadcasting her thoughts as well. My eggs are Hatching![/b] Kokoro laughed softly, stepping to Angeth's side, but staying back so she wouldn't get caught in whatever mess the Hatchlings would make. She put a hand on Angeth's hide, smiling slightly. They almost felt like her babies, simply because they were Angeth's eggs. But that was the strength of the bond they shared.

[Serah]

Aelynn had just gotten up. She had only had time to bathe before the call went out. The Hatching was starting! She rushed to get the robes on as well as the sandals before heading to the Sands. This had begun to be a pattern. She had stood for a few Hatchings already, of course, she didn't Impress at any of them. But she wasn't really expecting to, if she was being honest with herself.

Seeing the hatchlings Impress always seemed to make her happy, though. Aelynn couldn't really explain why. But they just made her especially happy. She got to the Sands almost out of breath. She bowed to the White, quietly saying, "Thank you for allowing me to stand for your Clutch, White Angeth." She made her way to where she normally stood on the girls' side of the Sands. She noticed that she was the first to arrive, which was a first for her. She shrugged, then waited patiently for the eggs to hatch.

[Red]

It was a few hours after dawn, which meant that Norental was still asleep. He had been up late the night before working on chores, so in his mind, he deserved to sleep in a little and not wake up at the crack of dawn when the sun decided to first poke itself out and brighten the world. Unfortunately for Norental, he picked a very bad day to decide to sleep in. It was his own fault, really. He knew Angelth's eggs would be hatching soon, but he was so tired...!

My eggs are Hatching!

Well, that woke him up. Literally falling out of bed, Norental made a mad scramble to get himself ready. Robe, robe, where was it?! Sandals were there, so that was okay... But where was his robe?! Finally, he found it. Robe, check. Sandals, check. Throwing the robe on and hopping on one foot (and nearly killing himself in the process) to get the sandals on, he raced out of his room and down to the Hatching Sands, where White Angelth herself waited.

Slightly out of breath, Norental bowed to the White, his eyes shining with excitement. He had stood for Hatchings before, but it was always so exciting! And he never knew what colors would hatch out of the eggs. Perhaps today he would finally Impress his dragon! "Thank you for allowing me to stand before your beautiful clutch," he said to Angelth. Taking his place, he watched the two eggs fiercely. Was one of them holding his future dragon inside?

[shapeshifter]

Venor had been prepared, he had been waiting for his chance to Impress. The White's Clutch was ready any moment...

"My eggs are Hatching!" rang in his head, then the humming of the dragons started.

He scrambled to find his robes and his sandals, throwing everything on and bolting out the door and down the corridors. He nearly tripped over himself as his barreled around a corner and lost footing. He regained traction and continued on his way.

When he arrived on the Sands, people had begun to gather to see the Weyrling pairs that would emerge. Venor smiled to himself, holding his shoulder back slightly and walked to stand with the semi-circle of boys who were waiting for the dragonets to Hatch. Maybe this was his chance to Impress? Who knew. This was his first time standing; there were so many possibilities.

[summerrain]

Most of the Candidates had gathered. Such a small number... But it was a small Clutch, so it was understandable. The larger egg was shaking faster, its pale shell spiderwebbing with cracks. The small egg was shaking as well, but no cracks formed yet on its dark shell. Then, the top of the pale egg collapsed in on the inhabitant, while the rest retained its shape. The egg stopped moving, for of course the little one inside had been startled by the sudden partial collapse of its egg. A black head stuck out, with a piece of shell stuck to it. The head vanished inside again, and the egg shattered outward, revealing a Black with his wings spread. Of course, he'd used his wings to break the egg. And the piece that had stuck to his head was gone now as well. He looked over at the other egg, the dark shell still not quite as dark as his own hide.

The Black was contemplating the egg, watching it. A single crack appeared on the dark shell, and he stepped back and turned, giving the small egg a well-placed whack with his tail. The cracks spread rapidly with the first hit, and the occupant stopped moving. For fear of being hit by its brother? Well, the Black took no notice and whacked at the egg again. The egg shattered, the fragments going flying, and a tiny White spilled out. Strangely, his egg had been too big for him. But he was almost scarily small at this point. Besides the break from his brother, though, the little White appeared to be in good shape. He stood and stretched, flexing his wings and tail. The Black, meanwhile, seemed to inflate himself as if to say look what I did. He was incredibly proud of himself for helping out his brother. The White was busy just making sure he wasn't hurt, and he didn't appear to be. He tried flapping his wings a few times, and he let out a happy little bugle.

[Serah]

Aelynn gasped as both eggs hatched. A Black and a White dragon were spilled onto the Sands from their eggs. They were both healthy looking. Aelynn looked around, wondering who would Impress. There weren't really that many Candidates right now. She supposed it was due to the small Clutch not needing as many as the larger clutches of the queens. But she didn't mind too much. She was just excited to see who would Impress.

She was almost sure she wouldn't, but that was just her opinion. Aelynn didn't really know what these dragonets were looking for in their partners. She wanted so much to see just who they would Impress to, but knew that she had no control over that. The dragonets would Impress on their own, in their own time. So, she waited. Waited for the young dragons to make their choices.

[shapeshifter]

It didn't take long for the first egg to cave in on itself. Moments later, a rather handsome Black revealed himself from the egg, shell on his head and all. It was a rather cute sight. He watched as the Black began to mess with his Clutchmate's shell, giving it a few thwacks before cracking the shell wide open to reveal a rather small, but beautiful, White.

Venor kept his eye on the Black. Not a King, but he was proud of his antic. Pride. He loved the word himself, something he carried even throughout his childhood. His parents weren't the best, yet he didn't need them. Not if he Impressed a dragon! He kept his eyes on the two before him, hoping and waiting for them to make their moves across the Sands; hopefully not to maul any of the Candidates.

[summerrain]

The Black sauntered off to the line of Candidates, only about half of them had shown. But he could tell his boy was here. Yes, for that mind was certainly a boy's mind. The Black looked at each person, quickly dismissing and moving on to the next. He stopped about a third of the way from the end and backtracked, looking more carefully at each boy. He'd missed his boy... His was here somewhere... Definitely in this area!

The White watched his brother examining the Candidates and moved toward the other end, keeping his distance. He saw how some of the older Candidates stepped back, letting the younger ones closer. Well, of course, with his present size, they were bound to think that he would never be large enough to carry them. He understood their reasoning, and as such he didn't bother worrying about it. His was not among those grown-up ones, no. But, just like his brother, he could sense the mind of the one who was His. However, he couldn't see His anywhere. He kept searching despite it, though. The light caught his hide just so, and there was a red tint to the whiteness, making him appear almost pink. And then he was back in the shadows, and the pink-red tint had faded, returning him to a normal White color.

The Black was much quicker though. He passed close to the front row of boys, and a little one, Searched just the night before, tried to reach out and touch the Black. The Hatchling swatted at the boy, who quickly withdrew his fingers, managing to escape unscathed. The Black huffed, then moved on, stopping in front of another first-time Stander.

V'nor, you don't need anyone besides Kuroth. We are a perfect team Mine! His mind-voice was colored with pride at finding His before his brother did. He was first to Hatch, first to Impress, and surely he was going to be bigger than his tiny brother. And of course, His was the best.

Name: Kuroth(ku-ROTH)
Gender: male
Color: Black - 140000
Basics: Kuroth will be on the large side, at 30 feet, and is incredibly self-centered. He loves attention, and is often making himself look bigger than he is to try to make himself seem more important. He is incredibly smart, despite his egocentric self, which actually just adds to his self-inflation. He doesn't like to lose, and though he often has a rather subtle outer demeanor, he will switch straight to plotting your downfall if you aggravate him enough. Lesser irritations may just lead to him somehow convincing a Brick to play a prank on you, or doing it himself. Never take anything he does at face value; always assume that he's planning something that you know nothing about.

[Breeze]

K'ton, wake up, we're missing the hatching! The excited, yet irritated voice of Bryath penetrated into K'ton's dreams. "Five more minutes," He grumbled, rolling over and burrowing into his bed. "You can wait to be oiled for five more-" K'ton I don't need to be oiled-well, I do, but that's not important right now! She put her forelegs onto the bed, shoving her muzzle into his face. What is important right now is that you get up so we can go see the hatching! Eggs K'ton! EGGS! K'ton jolted upright as she shouted, glaring briefly at her, before complying quickly with her prompting to get dressed and be presentable.

Right here, Bryath plopped down almost as soon as they reached the stands. I can see perfectly well from here. K'ton straightened, attempting to get a better view from where he was sitting. They've both already hatched. Disappointment tinged her voice, before she bounced her front legs in excitement. But look! The Black! The Black, K'ton, the Black, look at the- "Black, I know, sheesh. You're acting like an excited canine." And you're acting like a hidebound deadglow, She quipped in response, earning a laugh, before she nudged K'ton's shoulder, forcing his attention back to the Sands. He's impressing. There was awe in her voice and K'ton smiled lightly. Impressions were still as amazing as he remembered, he turned his gaze from the dragonet to the knew rider, waiting to see his reaction. We will have to meet them later. I want to make friends with them, look at how beautiful the hide on the Black is! A Harper could write a song about it. Can I get a harper to-"Bryath, if I promise to let you meet him, will you not go on about making a song?" I will meet him anyway, with or without you. K'ton shook his head, glancing over at Bryath before looking back at the Sands. "Just don't tell him you want to make a song about him." He advised, eyeing the pair. I will tell him what I want to tell him. Bryath straightened her neck, look back at the pair as well.

[shapeshifter]

It was when the Black made his move towards the males, that Venor knew this could be his chance. First stand, first impress? It could only be a dream come true. It was.

V'nor, you don't need anyone besides Kuroth. We are a perfect team Mine!

There was so much pride in the voice of Kuroth, so much honor. Venor...no, V'nor found himself on his knees, staring into the rainbow swirling eyes of the dragonet. He had Impressed! Such a glorious dragonet he was too! V'nor slowly rose back up to his feet, scratching the eye ridges of the little male before him.

'Let's go feed you, shall we?' V'nor mindspoke to the dragonet, wrapping his mind around the dragonet's was happening faster and faster with every second. Both of their beings becoming one, while remaining separate all the while. Impression was such a confusing triumph in life.

Kuroth crooned, looking over his shoulder at his brother. He bugled to him, hoping he'd find his mine before holding his head up proudly, puffing his chest out as he waddled next to his mine towards the feeding tables.

Mine, we Impressed first. We are going to be the pride of this Weyr. I just know it. We don't need them, they need us. the Black said, gazing at his mine as V'nor began to feed him.

'Yes mine, we shall be wanted.'

[summerrain]

The little White, the tiny thing, moved back and forth among the line of Candidates. Each time he passed through the light shaft coming through the opening, his hide gleamed red-pink, just for a moment. Then he zeroed in on it, and he felt his mind connect with hers, even though he couldn't see her. Oh, and he was itchy. Especially that spot under his wings... Sand had gotten under them when he had been knocked from his egg. He could feel her, he knew she was here. Oh, but where was she! Her name was floating around his mind, but he couldn't grasp it.

Ah! There! Aelynn! Yes, that was her name! And then the White got closer, stepping around the younger Candidates. He actually stepped on the toes of one girl, turning and crooning at her in apology before moving on. He could tell he was getting closer. Then he turned, then stopped. No, she wasn't that way. He turned the other direction. Yes! She was nearby!

AelynnMine, where are you? he asked with a creen of longing. Then he stumbled, landing at her feet. Ah, there you are! Shiroeth has found you! Finally. Now that brother Kuroth has found his, he should be easier to get along with, do you think? I would rather not fight with him.

Name: Shiroeth(shi-RO-eth)
Gender: male
Color: White - fff1f1
Basics: Shiroeth at Hatching day is even smaller than his mother was, but he will be 17 feet long when mature. He is very kind, and doesn't like to fight with anyone. He tends to have good ideas, even if he can't execute them on his own. However, he likes getting things done right the first time, and it tends to bother him if something is done halfway or half-heartedly. He believes that you should put your all into everything you do. He's also a great listener. He's not much of a tough guy, preferring to be the rock that other people go to when they need to talk to someone.

[Serah]

Aelynn had been watching the young black dragonet so closely that she didn't notice the white dragonet coming closer to her until she heard the voice in her mind. AelynnMine, where are you? The White's voice was asking of her. Before she could even answer, he was at her feet. Ah, there you are! Shiroeth has found you! Finally. Now that brother Kuroth has found his, he should be easier to get along with, do you think? I would rather not fight with him. Aelynn could hardly believe it. She had Impressed a dragon at last.

She took a deep breath before even trying to respond to the young white. "I wouldn't want a fight either. But that shouldn't be much of a problem. Now then, I think we should get you something to eat." Aelynn said, feeling the hunger pass through the bond. Ah yes, that is a great idea AelynnMine. Shiroeth crooned happily, walking after His to the feeding area.