Meteor Shower [Temperanth's Third Hatching]

[lucidmaus]

S'vitr lifted a hand to rub at his face, only to remember - just in time - that his hands were still sticky with blood. He rubbed his fingers together with a grimace and briefly seemed to consider rubbing them on his already stained robe, but thought better of it. Instead, he continued to keep his vigil over a half-slumbering Zephoth, the young Ice only peripherally aware of what was going on. He wanted to stay awake - he truly did! - but between the warmth and a full belly and the satisfaction of having his right there, it was a difficult feat indeed.

For his part, the weyrling rider was still doing his best to keep track of what was happening. He might not have placed any bets - to do so would have been bad luck, he reasoned - but he still wanted to see what remained in the few eggs left to hatch. The late arrival was noted with a slightly quirked brow, but perhaps the lad was picked up at the last possible minute.

Was one of the self-Impressed meant for that one? He hoped not.

He did catch G'shon's gaze, however, and the other man's words drew a slow smile to the former gambler's lips. "So we did," he replied with a chuckle. "And in far better shape than I suspect either of us would have anticipated, eh?"

~~~

Shakti continued to watch all the while, her skin prickling a bit at the combination of heat and something else. Anxiety? Definitely anxiety. For the longer the Queen continued in her search, the longer the others went without their match. She didn't know if that would lead to more Impressing themselves or not; in the end, it probably didn't matter as much. If theirs was there, they would find them. If not- the ice was still there and waiting.

The thought was still a painful one.

She regained her bearings and forced herself to focus again, only to feel something new surging through her. Her gaze met the Silver-Copper Queen's and her breath caught in her chest.

Words. The words. She mentally scrambled to collect all of them, to memorize them, even as she realized that the link between her and Steruth was opening and widening to fill her with a sensation of love and completeness that she had never know. Would have never known if it wasn't for the tiny Queen before her.

"Yes. Yes, Steruth, I will help you remember. I will always help you remember, I promise." Her eyes burned with tears and she fought to keep them from spilling over her cheeks.

[smear:#b6babb]Thank you.[/smear:#ff9638:0] Steruth looked back at Temperanth and Shakti looked as well, only to duck her head in a bow of respect. It would have been more, but hunger was already gnawing into her stomach and the young woman ushered her lifemate off to where the others were feeding.

Steruth moved gracefully, mindful of her wings and tail. As soon as they were where they were supposed to be, she sat primly, while Shakti went to work in getting chunks of meat. She briefly looked to all of those who had Impressed - self, or otherwise - and smiled, but couldn't yet muster the words to congratulate everyone. Not yet, anyway.

~~~

Ulyana paused in feeding Yomith - and, after a fashion, it seemed that the pause was a necessary cessation. The Dream's belly was gently bulging and one set of eyelids was already closed, in anticipation of sleep. Yet, still, he struggled with wakefulness and drew as much as he could on Ulyana's reserves.

[smear:#848994]My sisters have also chosen well,[/smear:#1d2f55:0] Yomith mused. [smear:#848994]And that one- that one has arrived just in time. Do you think he knows?[/smear:#1d2f55:0]

"They did," Ulyana replied, watching the Silver-Copper choose, followed by the Cloud. More eggs hatched, but there were precious few left on the Sands by then. The latest human arrival was observed with a tilt of her head. "He must," she responded to the Dream's latter comments.

[smear:#848994]It is obvious,[/smear:#1d2f55:0] Yomith agreed sleepily.

"Yes," Ulyana replied and looked for something to clean and oil the increasingly more groggy dragonet.

[Shoki]

Temperanth’s eyes whirled with delight as she watched her Silver-Copper daughter impress. When she turned back, the Ice nodded her head as well and watched the pair leave with pride. There would be time enough for her to seek out her daughter to speak with her. For now, the rest of her children needed to safely select their paths. She turned to the remaining eggs, three remaining on the sands, and watched the middle one rock a bit.

The egg had been largely subdued in its movements up until this point. However, it finally cracked open, revealing a dusty Brown. It yawned, considering the candidates idly. Then it stretched out on the sands and yawned again. Hatching was tiring work. It startled when the smallest egg remaining hatched, into a mostly red and orange sunset. She positively bounced out of her egg and to the Brown. She nudged him gently and the Brown, not perfectly willing to get moving yet, rolled over. The sunset looked perplexed, and bounced to his other side, nudging him again. To which he responded by rolling away, back the other direction. Huh.

The Wood dragoness was having an issue. The Pink-Purple that was walking with her was taking up much of the room and moving very slowly. The wood was very small, and needed little space, but it felt like there was no room for her anyway. So she slipped through the female candidates. Just like that, no trick at all, and she found her own. The Pink-Purple continued its lackadaisical progress and went down the line. Though it went around the White and haze group. Maybe he would come by again later.

The Darkblue-Green was moving much faster through the male candidates. It was quieter here, sort of. There was a little bit of activity as one of the candidates arrived late, and she was drawn to the movement. She stood in front of the two boys involved, listening with her head titled slightly. It was hard to tell what she was thinking.

The hazed Aurora watched the Darkblue-Green and seemed slightly anxious. The two Whites next to him, turning their heads started to push him away. He appeared confused by this, but the largest of the Whites seemed to be staring at him intently. His sister nodded and the Black Hazed Aurora slowly started to move, giving a nod back to his smaller siblings. The hazed Aurora went to his sister, and nodded to her, appearing to speak. She shrank away from him before crooning quietly. He then turned to Shaikar. [smear:#5eb7c2] Hello S’kar, Mine. If you do not mind, I would like to be fed. Unless this is a bad time, I can wait.[/smear:12bc52] The Aurora hungered, but his nature would not let him impose.

The Blue-White and the pink and blue Aurora moved together to the female candidates, going the opposite direction from their Pink-Purple sister. When they reached the end, they went all the way around to start at the male candidates. They seemed to be having fun.

The final egg, sporting a large crack down its middle, had to be close to hatching. It’s secrets would be kept for a moment longer though.


Name: Gladeath (Gla-De-ath)
Color: Wood # 442323 # 7b692e
Personality: Gladeath is a firm pacifist. She dislikes fighting of any kind and will not tolerate it in her friends. However, she has a deep desire to be useful. Because of her small size, she feels the best way is to be a repository of knowledge. Her focus will change depending on what her rider needs, but delights in any sort of information. She has a special interest in human affairs, and will be one of the most informed dragons on what humans are up to.
Adult Length: 18.5 feet
Impresses: Adoptable

Name: Leth (Lehth)
Color: Black Hazed Aurora (M) # 5eb7c2, # 12bc52, # 2e5b63
Personality: Leth deeply considerate. He has a desire to make sure he takes everyone else’s feelings into consideration when he acts. As such, he often chooses his words and steps with the utmost care. It can cause him to be slower to move then others, but it means he often does not make mistakes, and certainly not careless ones. However, he finds it hard to make his own will known. He presents everyone else’s ideas in order to include those around him, but forgets about his own. He will take great care of his rider, and will be their advocate first and foremost.
Adult Length: 32.5 Feet
Impresses: Shaikar

[Darwin]

Shaikar had been watching, the last few eggs for the moment. Then he'd glanced at his sister to see if she was okay. He was surprised at the voice in his head, leaving him speechless for a brief moment. "No, it's alright, my handsome Leth," S'kar greeted his new lifemate. He looked over at his sister and waved.

Sharikar saw her brother with a handsome Black Hazed Aurora. She waved back and gave him a thumbs up. She hoped she would be joining him at the food buckets, but knew the chances of that happening were stacking against her. She wasn't worried. There would be other hatchings.

OOC - on my tablet

[lucidmaus]

S'vitr continued to stroke along Zephoth's hide while the Ice slipped further and further into slumber. It was a strange sensation, one that threatened to drag S'vitr with him - but the gambler fought it all, tooth and nail. The hatching was nearly done and their ranks had swelled to a healthy number. He looked to G'shon again and grinned at the other man, but he was otherwise silent for the time being, as he struggled with his wakefulness.

Besides, they had to make it somewhere safe for sleep - and he had to be awake enough to carry Zephoth, at this rate!

~~~

Shakti fed Steruth slowly, her gaze torn between cutting the meat, her glorious lifemate, and the action that yet unfolded on the sands. She was smiling and didn't stop to think about it at all until she realized her jaw was aching. She winced a little - and then went right back to smiling the widest, happiest smile she'd ever had.

The Silver-Copper shifted her gaze to the sands as the number of dragonets on the Sands finally began to dwindle. There was one egg left, so far as she could tell, and it was near to hatching.

Steruth's shoulder twitched abruptly.

[smear:#b6babb]Oil, please. It itches already.[/smear:#ff9638:0]

"Oh, jays. Jays, hold on, I'll see what..." Shakti trailed off and started the hunt for oil - but only after leaving a bowl full of meat so Steruth could continue to eat and fill her belly.

~~~

Ulyana gave Yomith a good cleaning, as best as could be managed, at any rate. The oiling was slow and deliberate, meditative in its own way. The hatching was starting to slow down, with only one twitching egg left to observe. As more and more dragons found their matches and joined the weyrling ranks, the Dream was contented.

He still wanted to see, though. Still wanted to make sure everything went the way it was supposed to. His words were reduced to a mental murmur, an inarticulate thought that Ulyana replied to in kind.

Her smile was slow, but gentle, and she continued to oil the groggy dragonet while she fought her own sudden - but inevitable - desire to sleep.

[Koi]

It seemed something was against him. Or maybe it was just his luck to have picked the candidate who’d completely ignored him to coo at what he wanted to assume was the guy’s new partner. Well not that Vieriel particularly blamed his fellow candidate sure that natural priority put him near the bottom of the pecking order considering the circumstances. Who knows for all he knew there could be some unspoken rule that didn’t let them speak during the hatching, though then who was going to answer his questions now?

A glance up at the dark blue creature the other soul that had seem to have been left behind after the black dyed aurora’s entrance and prompt exit. Was it waiting? Looking? Did it also see his frankly embarrassing lack of acknowledgement? Curious he shot the dragonet a wry smile and a shrug non-verbally saying, ‘Well what can you do?’ his gesture showing a lack of concern over the outcome. It happens.

You win some. You get ignored some he guessed.

[Shoki]

The Darkblue-Green tilted her head at the candidate’s motions. She seemed to be watching Vieriel, but wasn’t coming any closer. At least not right now. She turned as she brother came behind her, and scooted back as her Blue-White brother suddenly bounded forward, finding a rider to call his own. She waited and her blue and pink Aurora brother came closer to her and appeared to want to talk. She tried to straighten up a bit and faced him, however her form seemed to wilt as time went on.

The Sunset was now attempting to roll her brother toward the candidates and the Brown finally got up and seemed amused rather than sorry over all the rolling about. The Sunset was delighted and started to walk with him. At least until the egg behind them shattered. The glanced behind to see a Starlight, decorated with pale stars and mottled egg shells appear. They seemed pleased, but headed toward the male candidates.

The Starlight, interestingly enough, did not so much as dust herself off. She righted herself and started to walk toward the candidates with a purpose, letting her wings trail behind her. Every movement portrayed focus as she went with single minded determination toward the female candidates.

With eyes on the Starlight, the Pink-Purple almost casually choose her partner, leaving the sands as whimsically as she had entered them. It left the trio of Whites, who were still remaining in place, near the smallest who was now crooning louder to the candidate with her eyes closed. Was she okay? The other two turned to each other, apparently not willing to seek their fortunes before their brother. Although the female White couldn’t suppress a creel, they waited.


Name: Dahnth (Dauhnth)
Color: Blue-White # 207e96 #f8fbfc
Personality: Dahnth is kinda like a puppy. He’s very sweet and wants to be around others most of the time. He has a strong sense of curiosity as well, wanting to learn everything his rider has to teach him. However, Dahnth does not like being alone. He can be very nervous when given too much time alone, and will try hard to keep a large group of friends to prevent that. He likes a lot of different sorts of people, so it is not particularly difficult for him to keep up with many different kinds of friends.
Adult Length: 22 feet
Impresses: Adoptable


Name: Cadeatrith (kay-day-tr-ith)
Color: Pink-Purple # edbccf #742271
Personality: This dragoness has her head in the clouds. She’s very graceful, always appearing to be dancing to some music no one else can quite hear, but also doesn’t ever seem to pay attention very much. Oddly enough, this quality means she never becomes bored doing repetitive tasks, even if she makes more mistakes then a more focused dragon. Cadeatrith’s true self shines when being social with others. Not working, but learning about people and making friends. She wants a large circle of happy friends, but has a harder time befriending angry or sad individuals. Doesn’t mean she doesn’t try.
Adult Length: 29.5 feet
Impresses: Adoptable

[Darwin]

Sharikar felt a little bit lonely now that her brother impressed. She stood her ground and tried to watch each baby. Her eyes tracked the progress of the newly hatched Starloght, until she heard the creel from the female white. She wanted to rush to her and assure the female white that everything would be okay, but she stayed put. She didn't know if her actions would be welcomed. She silently hoped the white female would impress.

[Kaya]

Better shape? He looked back down to marvel at Korvith, who was working very slowly through a few remaining pieces. Could he actually be filling up? What bright red his hide was, contrasted with such perfect black. He could design into that. They'd be quite the pair. And his family, they'd approve. He hoped so. They'd love Korvith as much as he did. Perfect.

It wasn't until S'vitr smiled at him again that it occurred to Gillianshon - Gil - G'shon - (one of those) that he hadn't actually replied aloud. He had been so sure he had said something. Something to convey his sense of overwhelm about the entire affair, to express his excitement to fulfill every ambition new and old with Korvith, to acknowledge the beginning of much more time spent improving along side this other pair who found themselves in 'better shape.' The tingling and stretch of sleep kept him from doing much other than smiling back. How did the Weyr expect a feast for them after all this? He was so full he might never eat again, and certainly they'd sleep for an age.

[Koi]

Two is company but three is a crowd. Though at this rate it seemed soon to be more like a party Vieriel couldnt help but mused to himself watching the little dragons gather towards the male lineup.

Endeared by the little dragonets' seeming conversation he could help but become curious over its topic frankly jealous of their familiarity. He wanted to have an chat too always feeling slight less exposed when he has some form of banter to hind behind. Too bad no one seemed interested rightfully focused on their new starry arrival on the sands.

He swung a twinkling gaze at the proud girl greatly amused by her performance before his eye caught sight of the two approaching; the bright reds and oranges standing out in stark contrast from the dusty brown. He couldn't help the small cough of a laugh that escaped as he watched the bright little girl push around her brother before the pair decided to start romping towards the males.

Excitement fluttered in his chest at the sudden increase of scaly bodies as his lazy grin streached slightly wider than usual gazing at the four near by in curious wonder. Would they be as intrest in him as he was in them? Could he get their attention or was that against the rules as well? It seems quiet dull to just stand in line and wait for appraisal like some quality cut of meat.

Not partially excited to garner too much attention after his fashionably late entrance he mulled over his opinions before making his move. Unbothered by the resulting glares he started lightly whistling an upbeat Paeshi tune under his breath. Just enough to annoy the other boys near him but not enough for the general crowd to hear. It wasn't much but he wondered if the dragons could hear him. Did they even like music? Would the noise get their attention? Even just a little? Vieriel had hopes!

[lucidmaus]

S'vitr, in fairness, might not have even heard G'shon reply - he was struggling with his own burden in the form of an Ice that was fluctuating between half-drowsing and full-drowsing. He took up a bit more oil to continue working it into his lifemate's unbelievably warm and smooth hide.

So, all he could do was offer a smile - or was it the same smile? - to the Crimson-Black weyrling and his rider. "Not many left," he remarked to no one in particular. A solid smattering of dragonets yet roamed the sands, but the arrival of the Starlight was definitely worth an intrigued lifting of an eyebrow and a breathless, "Oh, look at that."

[smear:#95c7c5]She is determined[/smear:#314c4b:0], Zephoth sleepily remarked. [smear:#95c7c5]Good to keep an eye on her and hers.[/smear:#314c4b:0]

~~~

Shakti worked on oiling Steruth while the Silver-Copper ate. The dragonet's attention was primarily on the food, but she periodically checked in mentally with her clutchmates - wordless little touches, reaching out to keep track of where they all were. It was less to intrude and more to make sure all was well. Once she was satisfied, her mental touch retreated from them and centered wholly on her rider.

[smear:#b6babb]Soon[/smear:#ff9638:0], the young Queen mused to Shakti, [smear:#b6babb]we will begin the work to become what the Weyr needs. I just hope the others are ready.[/smear:#ff9638:0]

"I'm sure they will be," Shakti replied, looking out over the sands as the Starlight hatched. The antics of the Brown and the Sunset didn't escape her notice, though, nor did the others as they slowly sought out their lifemates. "It's not like we have much of a choice, yeah?"

[smear:#b6babb]No, we don't[/smear:#ff9638:0], Steruth replied and fell silent for a time.

~~~

Ulyana finished oiling Yomith, only for the Dream to sluggishly stretch and flex his wings to reveal a few places on his smooth, grey-swirled hide that she had inadvertently missed. The young woman wordlessly took to the task again, while Yomith managed to find a second wind of wakefulness.

[smear:#848994]I knew something glorious was in that last egg.[/smear:#1d2f55:0]

"I know," Ulyana replied with a glance to the last hatchling.

And he knew. He knew that she had full faith in him, just as he had full faith in her.

[smear:#848994]It is a fine clutch. We will do great things together - us and us with them.[/smear:#1d2f55:0]

The young woman offered a small smile and nodded once, a stiff, singular motion. "The lineage is strong. All of you will be strong as well."

[smear:#848994]The Hatching is nearly over[/smear:#1d2f55:0], Yomith sleepily sighed. [smear:#848994]And then our lives will truly begin.[/smear:#1d2f55:0]

[Cait]

There was just too much going on, Briselle was starting to get overwhelmed. The noises and constantly moving hatchlings and the ever looming possibility of getting hurt were making her anxious. She knew that the candidate master had suggested they stay calm and welcoming, but she half expected to be knocked over at any moment. When the little silver had moved past and made her decision, Briselle cracked open one eye and let out a yelp when a blue of blue and white lunged toward her. Yanking her hand away from Lena, Briselle found herself practically knocked aside by the enthusiastic young dragon as she bounded around her best friend.

Steadying herself, Bri wrapped her arms around her middle and pinched her eyes shut once more. Her only hope was that this would be over soon and she would make it through unscathed. What if she got hurt? She’d never really thought about the possibility, but right now it was starting to seem more and more likely. Having missed the gray’s self-impression amidst all the chaos, she curled her fingers into her robes and cautiously peeked once more, squeaking when she found one of the little whites at her feet, peering up at her.

”H-hello.” Her voice came out as a breathy squeak as she wasn’t quite able to get enough breath power behind it to be more audible. Glancing back toward her best friend, she let out a soft, anxious whine. She’d expected Lena to be taken, but now found herself very concerned about her own fate. If she wasn’t taken at this hatching, would she have to stand for another and another? Was she allowed to back out now that her true reason for standing had been accomplished? Lena had the dragon she’d wanted. Shaking her head, she took an instinctive half step back, eyes darting across the sands and the remaining dragons that were picking through the candidates. Looking back down at the little white, she chewed at her lower lip briefly. ”Be careful, little one. We don’t want to get in the way.”

[shapeshifter]

The sudden force of the Cloud's leap knocked Lena flat on her back, laughter escaping her lips. She held the head of the blue and white dragon with hot tears streaming from her face, "Oh Syrith!" she said, hugging her dragons neck. The Cloud stepped off of her rider, a bit clumsy, to the side and Lena stood to her feet. She brushed the sand of herself and her dragonet, leading the little Cloud off to join there siblings.

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R'niaan's eyes searched for Korvalia, once his eyes landed on her, he smiled softly before turning his attention back to the Candidates, looking over their shoulders or inspecting their dragonets visually for any issues. Looking to see the Healers taking care of the Black dragonet. The Queen had already impressed and a few others, including the rambunctious girl and a Cloud. "Remember all, don't over feed! I can't express that enough!" he said once more.

[Cait]

Korvalia watched the proceedings with a severe expression. More and more it was looking like this class was going to be a near constant headache. Between the Crimson-Black, the Silver-Copper, a Pink-Purple and a rather hyper looking Cloud, it was going to be rather difficult to keep the young dragons focused. Then there was that candidate who had waltzed in as if his presence was some sort of gift to the weyr. Growling under her breath, she had taken half a step after him but stopped, knowing that it would only make things worse if she stepped onto the sands after him. She would save her words for him until after the outcome of the hatching.

But as R'niaan turned his head and sought her out, her traitorous belly gave a little flutter at his smile and she settled somewhat, moving to stand a little closer to the man, though it was only to provide the image of a solid team to the newly impressed. She stood beside him and just a half step behind him, hands clasped behind her back.


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Beside Hedara, V'quin watched the hatching with increasing interest. This was Irrakath's first time siring a clutch and apparently he was full of all sorts of surprises. "Three in one egg. Is Temperanth trying to one-up herself with every clutch?" He was pretty sure that a previous clutch had held twins.

Meanwhile, beyond proud of all the little dragons that were spilling onto the sands, Irrakath's chest was puffed out with pride and he'd shifted out of the shadows somewhat. Happy to see that all of the hatchlings seemed to be finding their way, he rumbled contentedly as the hatching seemed to be wrapping itself up.

[Shoki]

The dragonets, now having all hatched appeared to be interested in finding their riders quickly now. The Brown, moving away from the Sunset, went toward the male candidates and almost immediately found his rider. The Sunset seemed pleased while she went on her own to look for her own rider. She passed by the Darkblue-Green and the Aurora on her way, who both looked up from what they were discussing. The Darkblue, now suddenly aware of her surroundings suddenly jumped away, her eyes going rainbow for one of the candidates. The Aurora, not perturbed at this event, started toward the female candidates slowly. He didn’t go for long, eventually stopping in front of Sharikar. With a fluid movement, he took a step back and bowed his head before his head rose and his eyes turned rainbow.

[smear:#fe8eff] Sharikar, my own dear rider. Forgive my tardiness. From now on, I shall be your right arm, for I am your Kishith.[/smear:5fe5cd] He sat and waited for her orders, content to remain in this moment as long as she desired it.

The tiny White titled his head as Briselle spoke to him and appeared startled when the candidate let out a little whine. He was so confused! What was this? He seemed to be fluctuating somehow, but when she spoke again, he looked about. The Starlight was coming this way. He scooted beside Briselle and let her pass by, looking as determined as ever. The White watched the Starlight go then seemed to decide something. He walked back to this two siblings and they all three touched noses. Then, each went their own direction, to different candidates. Each sat before their own, the tiniest White looking up at Briselle with shy hope. Please cheer up Briselle. Here I will stay with you as long as you like! I can tell you all about by siblings if you want! They are very nice. A warm hope bloomed in the dragon’s mind, and he added, Or you can tell me about your favorite thing. I want to know.

The two female dragons remained on the sands, the Sunset and the Starlight. The Starlight moved with a single mindedness until she reached the end of the female candidates. What was this? She hissed. Hers was not here? How? She glanced around and suddenly spied what she was looking for. With a purposeful step she moved away from the female candidates. That was why she hadn’t found them. She stopped, and looked up at one of the male candidates suddenly. [smear:#111233] V’riel, there you are. You won’t keep me waiting any further, will you?[/smear:abaa93] A mischievous thread wove through the Starlight’s thoughts as she spoke to her rider. [smear:#111233] I am your Ellatriath. First food, then everything else.[/smear:abaa93]

Temperanth watched as the Sunset, finally also selected her rider and went off the sands. The Ice Queen was delighted. All of her children safely into the world. Regardless of the choices they had made, she would support them in this. She looked back at Hedara, who was watching everything with a critical eyes. Even if she didn’t show it much, the Weyrwoman was so very happy that things had gone off without a hitch. Well, in all the ways that mattered anyway.

“I think that might be the case. She never is happy with one tale to tell after all.” Hedara rose. There was a lot to think about. “Come. There are some things to talk about.” She just barely reached out to give V’quin’s shoulder a light tap. Even that threatened to bring warmth to her cheeks but it was an innocent gesture. Except that it was her. Even so, there were things to discuss. Hedara was sure this group of weyrlings were going to be quite the group. Even ignoring the obvious ones.


Name: Niftoth (Niif-touth)
Color: Brown # 60453b
Personality: Niftoth is a very relaxed dragon. Like many Browns, he needs a good reason to put energy into his efforts. However, if you are looking for a friend, he is suddenly the picture of devotion. He doesn’t seem to be initially interested in fun and games, but is actually relatively easy to convince after a few words. He can be very sarcastic, but doesn’t try to push it too far, since he means well.
Adult Length: 30 feet
Impresses: Adoptable

Name: Awaquith (Ah-wahk-ith)
Color: Darkblue-Green # 0c193f # 1b3f29
Personality: Awaquith is a sweetheart who has a hard time being involved. She wants to be a part of things and seeks approval but is likewise shy. She will often need to gather herself before diving in, and will often make social missteps. She can’t handle being around strangers for very long, and needs to be alone or with her rider to regain energy. However, she loves to try her best for her friends, no matter what capacity. Her rider will be a big motivator for her, since she wants to be the best dragon she can be for them.
Adult Length: 25 feet
Impresses: Adoptable

Name: Kishith (Key-sheath)
Color: Aurora (M) # fe8eff, # bdedc5 # 5fe5cd
Personality: Nothing pleases Kishith more than doing well by his rider. As though he is a knight and his rider his liege, he is happy to carry out their will, no matter what it might be. He treats them with utmost respect, and will remain eternally devoted to them. However, because of his extreme devotion, he can be a bit smothering. It will take him time to balance himself into an appropriate level of love and attention, but with some guidance will be a wonderful lifemate.
Adult Length: 30 feet
Impresses: Sharikar

Name: Nikoth (Nee-Kooth)
Color: White (m)
Personality: A tiny beacon of hope, Nikoth is ever the optimist. He finds joy in the simplest of things, and tries to share his love of the world with his rider at every opportunity. If things ever seem dark, Nikoth will be working hard to either make it right, or cheer those around him. He is very innocent, but even if faced with hard things he will not be discouraged. Mostly.
Adult Length: 13.5 feet
Special: Nikoth shares a strong bond with his egg siblings. Should they get into danger, he can sense it, though direction and location are vague. His bond is the strongest with his siblings, but his body is frailest.
Impresses: Briselle

Name: Phosoth (Foe-sow-th)
Color: White (m)
Personality: Phosoth has the heart of a defender, but packed in a tiny body. However, he is inventive and perceptive, so he does his best to protect others despite his small size. He is good at deescalating threats, but is also quick and able to dodge should danger arise. He doesn’t care one way or another about fame and glory, only that he has protected his rider and those around him well.
Adult Length: 14 feet
Special: Phosoth shares a strong bond with his egg siblings. Should they get into danger, he can sense it, though direction and location are vague.
Impresses: Adoptable

Name: Solstith (soul-sti-th)
Color: White (f)
Personality: Solstith believes in truth. Not a little piece or a mere half of the truth, she wants the whole truth. When she wants to know something she is relentless, and that can drive her and her rider into precarious situations. What she does with the truth is a conversation her and her rider must have, but she herself must always tell truth when asked. No matter how hard that conversation might be. She herself can face the world the way it truly is, and has the strength to continue on without missing a step.
Adult Length: 14.5 feet
Special: Solstith shares a strong bond with her egg siblings. Should they get into danger, she can sense it, though direction and location are vague.
Impresses: Adoptable


Name: Ellatriath (ill-at-tree-ath)
Color: Starlight #111233 #abaa93
Personality: This Starlight is an interesting creature. She hopes to improve the world but has no thoughts of her own on how to do that. To that end she collects those who have ideas, and is particular about improving them to a sparkling shine before working to produce results. Once the idea has been perfected she will go to great lengths to bring about the chosen vision of the future, even to the point of being ruthless. Those who have strong wills and dreams attract her, though she can seem aloof to those seeking a shallow friendship. To those that want something more than that, will find a surprisingly loyal friend, an ally that will stand with them to the end.
Adult Length: 36 feet
Impresses: Vieriel

Name: Liliteth (Lil-ee-teth)
Color: Sunset # c30000 # fc622c # fed12d
Personality: Liliteth wants to be everyone’s friend. Human, Dragon, Lifewing, Wher, she makes no exceptions. She will even attempt to befriend canines and felines if given a chance. She’s remarkably earnest and can’t conceal her feelings for any reason. Because of her desire to befriend everyone, there is a good chance she will grow into understanding a wide variety of people and viewpoints. However, she wants to see the good in everyone so it will be easy to trick her until she gets a bit more experience with others.
Adult Length: 22 feet
Impresses: Adoptable

[Kaya]

With S'vitr's prompting, G'shon noticed the Starlight. Or maybe Korvith noticed and then he did. Or they both did. He couldn't sort it out right this moment. She was a heartachingly lovely color. He felt a snort from Korvith, and wrapped his hand back into the space behind his eye. Of course Korvith was the best, the most stunning. Of course. He watched her chose someone, he looked around to see that all the dragonets were amongst them, or on their way. And there was a swell in the sounds from the crowd. Some signal. It was over. And here he was, here they were. G'shon and Korvith. Full. Sleepy. And maybe with a nap and a little luck they'd make an appearance at this much talked about feast.