The Hatching of Gold Daelyth and Bronze Prometh's Clutch
PernMUSH, June 1, 1997
The World of Pern is
copyright(c) to Anne McCaffrey l967. The Dragonriders of Pern(r) is a
registered copyright.
Alania hmmmmmmmms and looks down "well, last time I bet Bronia I lost,
but I'll but a mark on a blue again, just becuase I like that colour" she
winks "What do you say Rykel?"
"Surely," Kindre smiles, bringing herself and and 'skin over. "I wonder,
as always, what color will break shell first."
Kiyel gathers his hindquarters beneath himself and leaps nimbly to the
ground.
Deirdre peers down at Kimily.
Deirdre says "Oh, she's cute. How old?"
Kimber says "About 4 months or so."
Zyrieth flies in from the Bowl and lands on the ledges.
Faerth nuzzles Alania for the compliment, whuffling her hair before
resuming his sonorous hum. Rykel just laughs. "Man, what a ham. Hmmm," she
ponders as she gazes at the eggs. "I bet you that it will be brown."
On the Sands, Alea comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Skyreth flies in from the Bowl and lands on the ledges.
On Zyrieth, R'lym waves, unbuckles his straps and leaps off of Zyrieth.
Deirdre sighs. "I used to live here, you know."
R'lym lovingly pats Zyrieth's neck, swings his leg over the bronze's neck
and hops to the ground.
Sabra overhears the comment about first hatchling being a brown, and
grins at Rykel. "I agree!" she comments, chuckling.
On the Sands, Alea waves to Nim and K'tyn, standing to one side of the
openning.
V'beda clambers down Skyreth's side to the ground, as the dragon rumbles
softly.
Alania chuckles as the blue wuffles her, the grins "your on Rykel"
R'lym looks around for a 'good' seat.
Solarith flies in from the Bowl and lands on the ledges.
Karitha gets her son and daughter, Kiyel and Raelle, settled between
Ashlith's forearms, so they can see, but are in no danger of wandering
off. Or over the legde. Or anything else children might do in all this
excitement.
On the Sands, K'tyn nods at Alea, a smile of excitement splitting his
face.
On the Sands, Nevaar comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
On the Sands, Elif comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Rykel sends a thumbs at Sabra with a grin.
On the Sands, Taira comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
On the Sands, Macami comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
On the Sands, Areia comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
On the Sands, Jerven comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
On the Sands, Siara comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
On the Sands, Elen comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Kimber nods as she and the baby sit down to watch. "I've never been here,
myself.....no I take that back. I've been here once before but that was to
pick someone up."
On the Sands, Alia comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
On the Sands, Trea comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
On the Sands, Maverick comes out from a small opening in the southern
wall.
On the Sands, Alivin comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
Sabra ooos, leaning forward slightly. "Here comes the Candidates," she
murmurs to whoever might be listening.
R'lym oohs as he sees his old friend Nevaar on the Sands - but only for a
moment, thenhis eyes fall on Katany. He smiles slighty, then finds a seat.
Rykel turns her attention to the Candidates coming out onto the Sands.
Taking a sip from the wineskin, Kindre hands it the bluerider at her
side. "Would you like some, R'val...oh, look," her finger draws a path out
towards the Sands, "Doesn't Prometh look proud? And K'tyn as well?"
On the Sands, Nevaar strides out on to the sands, his head help high. He
then bows deeply to Daelyth, then to Prometh. Taking his place in the
semi-circle of candidates his eyes sweep across the eggs.
On the Sands, Jerven skids to a halt, shifting from foot to foot
uncomfortably. He pauses, bowing respectfully to first Prometh, then
Daelyth, their riders, and then takes his place in the semicircle.
On the Sands, Maverick strides out onto the hot black sands, his steps
mincing as he braces himself against the heat. He pauses halfway out to
bow to the Queen and Bronze, and then continues on to take up his place
with the other candidates.
R'val takes the skin from Kindre with a beaming smile and a murmured
thanks, his head whipping about to peer at the sands as Kindre points it
out, "Oh!" He murmurs, "Yes, K'tyn and Prometh look very proud, and the
candidates look great..."
Alania points and nudges Rykel "there they come!"
On the Sands, Elif curties low to the queen and Prometh then follows the
others.
On the Sands, Elen bows to both Daelyth and Prometh slowly and joins the
semi-circle#
Deirdre grins, waving. "V'beda, heya. I haven't seen you in .Turns."
On the Sands, K'tel comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
On the Sands, Alia steps carefully across the sands beside Alivin,
pausing to bow gracefully and respectfully to gold Daelyth and bronze
Prometh.
On the Sands, Taira squeezes the hands of her friends as she walks in,
then releases them for a moment to bow down to Daelyth. She rises and
turns towards Prometh, lowering into a curtsey this time.
On the Sands, Celie comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
On the Sands, Macami bows low to Daelyth first, right after that bowing
to Prometh. She looks around nervously, retreating some steps to join the
semi-circle at Trea's side.
On the Sands, M'kel comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
V'beda waves to Deirdre. "Has it really been that long?"
On the Sands, Prometh watches the candidates filing out almost absently,
his throat extended in a deep hum.
Kimber perches Kimily on her lap and points towards the sand, but of
course the little girl could careless with all the pretty big colored
things to look at.
On the Sands, Siara edges onto the sand, hands, drops a bow before
Daelyth and Prometh and follows the other Candidates to the semi-circle.
On the Sands, Celie strides into the Weyrlings Barracks.
On the Sands, Alivin releases Alia's hand long enough to bow deeply,
first to Daelyth and then to Prometh. He then reclaims Alia's hand and
walks to join the others in the circle of Candidates.
On the Sands, Areia winces slightly, a slight contortion of her features
when she feels the heat radiating from the sands. She picks her sandals up
and curtseys and bows respectfully to the queen and bronze.
On the Sands, Trea, holding Macami's hand, slowly orients herself to the
dragons and a thought manages to slowly bubble up from the depths of her
mind...looking dazed, every motion slow, she bows to both the dragons.
On the Sands, Katany comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
On the Sands, K'tel circles around to stand near the entrance to the
weyrling barracks.
On the Sands, Dysira comes out from a small opening in the southern wall.
On the Sands, Taira shifts her feet awkwardly against the heat before
turning to seek out K'tyn and Nimiriel and offer the respects due the
riders.
On the Sands, Daelyth watches the candidates file out solemnly, still
keeping a protective eye on her now-rocking eggs.
Kindre nudges R'val sharply. "That girl...there," she indicates Macami,
"That's my cousin! Oh, I hope she does well..."
Deirdre says "Well ... I transferred to Honshu at least eight Turns ago,
I'd say."
Deirdre says "And I don't think I've seen you since."
R'val's eyebrows widen as he looks where Kindre indicates, "Shards, is
it?" he leans foward, "She..hmm. Can't tell if she looks like you at all.
I hope for her!"
On the Sands, Macami steps from one foot to the other, staring down at
the hot sands and grumbling. She squeezes Trea's hand once again for
reassurance, but her skin looks an unhealthy gray now.
On the Sands, Elen grips firmly onto Siara's and Nevaar's hands, her eyes
on the eggs.
On the Sands, M'kel quickly and quietly makes his way to one of the sands
while K'tel takes the other.
On the Sands, Maverick gulps as he draws his shoulders up to stand
taller, his hands reaching for the candidates at either side of him, to
offer, as well as 'get' support.
Kimber looks over the gathered candidates. "Hmmm, no one I now...." she
says, half to herself.
Alania points to Trea "She's a smith, my friend Selina knows her"
On the Sands, Siara clutches Elen and Macami's hands, staring at the eggs
as if she's never seen them before.
Rykel starts unconciously tapping her feet on the ledge as the eggs begin
to rock. "Oh jays oh jays, I've not been to a Hatching since Faerth's. Too
many memories." She sends a quick grin to Alania before zooming back in on
the Sands, eggs and Candidates.
On the Sands, Tyvek walks over from the bleachers.
On the Sands, Elif holds Maverick's hand and leans against him slightly,
her body still quiet weak from her illness.
On the Sands, Alea moves to stand near M'kel. She flashes him a quick
smile before she too bows to the gold and bronze. Then turning she eyes
her charges once again, for the last time.
On the Sands, Nevaar gives Elen's hand a quick squeeze and smiles at her
briefly before his attention turns back the the eggs.
Alania nods to Rykel "I now what you mean Rykel, it always amazes me"
On the Sands, Elif squeezes Taira's hand encouragingly
On the Sands, Areia watches each egg carefully, a barely calm glance at
them all before closing her eyes, pausing only to dance from one foot to
another from the sands.
On the Sands, Macami now in turn squeezes Siara's hand for a change, and
even manages to smile at the girl briefly.
On the Sands, A moment longer, and Trea looks to the eggs. There was one
she wanted to watch, she vaguely remembers through the dreamlike fog. One
egg in particular. She moves to stand opposite it, the egg that looks so
like an ocean sunset, trying to pull macami along with her.
On the Sands, Taira bows to the eggs as well, not certain if that's part
of the routine or not, but as confusion sets in, it seems appropriate. She
straightens and grips Jerven and Elen's hands tightly.
On the Sands, Maverick pulls his eyes away from the eggs with an effort
and looks at Elif with concern, squeezing her hand in what he hopes will
be a comforting manner.
On the Sands, Jerven links his fingers tightly with Taira's, unmindful of
the heat for the moment, watching the eggs and biting his lower lip.
On the Sands, Siara gives Macami a sickly smile, her eyes never leaving
the eggs.
On the Sands, I don't see Nimiriel Katany J'rell here.
On the Sands, Tyvek climbs up into the Stands.
From atop Siraeth, J'cob cuts phoenix loose (literally).
R'lym waves tp Lady Reaches.
On the Sands, M'kel squeezes Alea's hand briefly and bows also to Daelyth
and Prometh.
Seaylin vaults down Siraeth's side to the ground, using her straps as
handholds.
From upon Siraeth, phoenix smiles sweetly, "Why thank you, dear..
On the Sands, Macami follows Trea, but does not relinquish Siara's hand,
pulling her with them too. She also stares concentratedly at one egg in
particular, watching it rocking slowly.
On the Sands, Elif stares at the eggs, having not seen them for some
time. She stands straight once more, drawing strength from the sight.
On the Sands, Dysira moves out over the sands to stand just to Katany's
right, her gaze shifting quickly over everything.
On the Sands, Taira lifts her chin to look at the eggs at last, looking
between them... wondering which shall crack first. When..
From upon Siraeth, phoenix waves down to the R'lym.
From Siraeth's back, J'cob lets everyone else go, naturally, then leaps
off himself.
Alania sighs "turning to Rykel "You didn't happen to bring a wineskin did
you?"
J'cob jumps down Siraeth's side to the ground, as the dragon rumbles
softly.
phoenix hops down Siraeth's side to the ground, using her straps as
handholds.
From Siraeth's back, Espera tugs phoe's arm.
On the Sands, Siara stumbles along the sands after Macami, getting some
of the gritty stuff into her sandals and stepping awkwardly.
Espera clambers down Siraeth's side to the ground, using her foreleg as a
step.
phoenix lands on J'cob.
On the Sands, K'tel winks cheerfully at Nim before adding his own bow to
Daelyth and Prometh.
On the Sands, Shifting slightly on the sands Nevaar watches the eggs rock
and tilt.
On the Sands, Water Droplets Egg begins to rock slightly calling
attention to itself.
Seaylin scrambles out of everyone's way.
On the Sands, Desert Waterfall Egg wriggles suddenly, slipping from its
perch os sand.
Alania ohsss "It's starting!"
J'cob becomes somewhat shorter.
Kimber looks over at Deirdre. "Any predictions, oh voice of experience?"
Deirdre grins at Kimber.
On the Sands, Elen looks over as the eggs start to rock, her eyes wide
and staring.
On the Sands, Areia opens her as just as the eggs begin wiggling and cast
about, suddenly nervous but standing her ground, not saying a word but
eyes big as events suddenly wake her up.
Deirdre says "If I had any idea who was down there I'd be willing to bet
on some of them."
On the Sands, Macami almost squeaks as the eggs start rocking more
visibly, eyes wide open in fascination.
V'beda settles in against Skyreth's foreleg.
Kiyel bounces relentlessly, tugging on his mother's sleeve and pounding
on Ashlith's side, "Look mama... They're crashing!" Karitha grins,
"Hatching, Kiyel. Hatching."
Rykel cocks a sandalized brow and sucks in a mock-shocked breath of air.
"Me??? Wineskin?" She waggles the raised brows and delves into her jacket
to procure a Benden sealed skin of red. She offers it to Alania. "Its so
nice to have friends in the craft."
Sabra catches her breath, leaning forward a bit more in anticipation.
On the Sands, Alivin takes a sudden breath as he sees the eggs clearly
jump on the sands in motion. Darting a quck glance at Alia and giving her
a nervous smile, he turns his attention back shiftin his feet in the hot
sands.
On the Sands, Taira's eyes widen, lips opening soundlessly at the
movements. She freezes then, watching.
On the Sands, The heat of the Sands seeps through Trea's sandals, the
growing pain of it drawing her back to the reality of the situation. This
is _real_ she tells herself, shifting from one foot to the other to allow
each a bit of time to cool.
On the Sands, Ocean Dance Egg shifts, causing the sand under it to
displace a bit.
On the Sands, Nevaar watches the eggs closely, the time being here and
now seems to compress.
Kimber laughs and looks back at Kerinth who is peering down with an
interested expression.
On the Sands, Prometh increases the tempo of his humming, and the timbre
rises into the near audible range as the eggs rock one after the other.
On the Sands, Katany keeps to the side, her arm firmly linked with
Dysira's.
On the Sands, Siara swallows hard, "They're moving,"she whispers the
obvious to Elen.
On the Sands, Maverick gulps nervously as the eggs begin to move. For all
the times he was out touching the eggs, he didn't expect them to move like
that. It's with visual effort that he keeps still, not taking a step back
away from the clutch.
Alania chuckles as she takes the skin, she takes a long sip, then hands
it back to Rykel "Thanks, I needed that!"
Zmeth humms slightly louder, eyes darting from one egg to the next.
On the Sands, Alia has Alivin's hand clutched tightly in hers. She makes
the mistake of briefly looking at the crowd and poor Alivin's hand gets
squeezed even tighter. The movements on the sands quickly draws her
attention back to the trembling eggs.
R'val pasess the skin back to Kindre and smiles over at Alania," How're
you doing, Alania?"
J'cob flirts with phoenix, as is obligitory.
On the Sands, Elen squeezes Siara's hand tighter and never takes her eyes
off the eggs.
On the Sands, Taira curls her toes into the heat that radiates through
her sandals, shivering as she tries to use the discomfort to focus on.
On the Sands, Desert Waterfall Egg rocks from side to side after another
sudden jerk.
On the Sands, Jerven shifts his weight from one foot to the other,
absently, squeezing Taira's hand again as the next egg moves.
On the Sands, Macami inadvertedly takes a step forward, but stops dead in
her tracks, hoping she did not do something wrong with her bold move. Her
teeth start chattering again, despite the rising heat from the sands.
Alania gives R'val her warmest smile "I'm doing just fine. How are you
and Vidarth? she glances over at the blue dragon "Hes looking a healthy
blue"
On the Sands, Nevaar whispers do the desert colored egg, "C'mon, you can
do it."
"Thank you," Kindre says to R'val, her voice not much more than a whisper
as she watches one person in particular on the Sands. "Shells, Macami,
just stand with the others..." is her unheard plee to the young woman.
On the Sands, Water Droplets Egg rocks and rolls a bit from it's place
before coming to rest again.
On the Sands, The Desert Waterfall Egg tilts just enough to draw
attention toward it.
On the Sands, Eyes wide, Trea stares at the oceans egg as it shifts.
On the Sands, The Desert Waterfall Egg jumps suddenly, knocking up
against the egg closest to it, causing the cracks to widen.
On the Sands, Siara shakes her head to clear it of the loud humming, eyes
riveted on the closest egg jerking back and forth.
On the Sands, Deeply bronze, this dragonet's gleaming hide glows with its
own light, pale champagne streaks that drip like liquid from his jaws. The
silver-gilt hues trail across his chest and underwings with translucent
color, dimming to faint pinpricks of glittering silvered gold as they
meander down his well-muscled haunches and the tail that thrashes in the
sand in contrast to the regal immobility of his arched neck and deep
bronze-colored head. With a final flick of his tail, this dragonet stalks
slowly away from his shell with an intrepid dignity. His fiery eyes are
imperturbably fierce, as he looks from face to face, despite the trembling
newborn weakness and awkward gait that afflicts his limbs.
R'val winks at Alania with a grin, "he's healthy, and glad to see Oerth."
R'val's eyes widen, "The first is a bronze! Ooh, a good sign indeed.'
On the Sands, Areia's gaze is riveted at the eggs, slightly overwhelmed
by all the excitement all of a sudden to her young eyes.
On the Sands, Trea releases Macami's hand as she moves, staying right in
her chosen spot, now standing alone.
On the Sands, Maverick takes a deep breath, and lets it out, then takes
another deep breath, his eyes moving from the egg he most likes, and the
egg that's moving on the sands. "jays!" He does take a small step now as
the egg cracks open, and then hatches.
On the Sands, Alivin's attention is completley captured by the eggs. He
bites his lip and his mouth drops open with a soft 'oh' as the bronze
emerges.
Kimber says "Oh, a good looking one too."
On the Sands, Taira goes crosseyed for a moment, trying to keep an eye on
all of the movement at once. The attention getter calls the eye though.
Zyrieth BUGLES! as the young Bronze emerges!
Alania chuckles and ohhhhhhhhhsss "A Bronze " claps her hands
On the Sands, Alea sucks in her breath at the beautiful bronze hatchling.
On the Sands, Macami stares from one egg to the other, unsure of what to
do just now. She almost balks as the first dragonet breaks the shell, eyes
filled with awe.
On the Sands, Nevaar looks at the new bronze admiringly, "Oh what a fine
one he is."
On the Sands, Elif gasps aloud in wonder
Deirdre divides her attention between Kimber and the Sands. "Hmn. I bet
the ones from the SmithCraft Impress. If there are any."
On the Sands, Elen gasps as the egg cracks and she sees the bronze
hatchling
R'lym smiles widely, "Bronze!"
Karitha applauds and Ashlith bugles to welcome the new bronze into the
world.
Deirdre says "Igen always seems to end up Impressing Smiths."
Ivarath trumpets a greeting to the new bronze!
On the Sands, Siara blinks as a real live dragonet emerges from the egg,
"Look" she says inadequately.
V'beda smiles. "Always the sign of a good hatching with the first a
bronze."
Alania laughs and holds onto her mark "We both lost Rykel!"
On the Sands, Daelyth bugles a welcome to her bronze son, the first to
emerge into the world. Nimiriel grins over at K'tyn, then looks back to
the candidates.
On the Sands, Nevaar looks around at his fellow candidates and flashes a
brief smile of encouragement before returning his attention to the
hatchling.
Rykel drops her jaw at the little bronze and Faerth sends out a trumpet
of welcome to the little fellow.
On the Sands, Dysira squeezes Katany's hand, "A bronze. A bronze, first."
R'lym smiles seems akin to a kid in a candy store.
On the Sands, M'kel grins and mutter quietly to himself. "Good Omen..."
"That's a wonderful sign," Kindre's head bobs in agreement. Herath offers
a lilt trumpet to the young bronze, causing her rider to look back with
raised brows. "Now now, there..." Kin remarks before chuckling.
Kimber nods. "Smiths seem to do well, wherever they are, Deirdre. I think
there're one or two.
On the Sands, Macami mutters to herself. "What a beauty! What a beautiful
hatchling..."
Rykel giggles to Alania. "No kidding. Ah well."
On the Sands, Moonlight Reflection Egg trembles in its sandy spot, a
shiver seemingly rippling under the shell.
On the Sands, Alia takes a step back, moving slightly behind Alivin when
she sees the impressive bronze dragonet. "So handsome," she says in a near
whisper.
Sabra grins, "A bronze, good sign," along with everyone else.
On the Sands, Taira draws a shuddering breath, no words coming but a low
"Ohhhhh..." Looking at the marvelous first-hatched.
On the Sands, Jerven starts again, as the bronze breaks shell, and at the
gold's bugle. "Shells," he breathes, as he watches the dragonet's
progress.
Seaylin plunks down folding her legs under her so she can watch the
goings on a little more comfortably.
On the Sands, Katany squeezes back, letting out her breath. "Well. Well,
that's nice." Her eyes linger on the dragonet.
On the Sands, Water Droplets Egg rocks again as cracks begin to appear on
the surface.
On the Sands, Siara jumps as all around her eggs quiver and crack, eyes
darting all around.
On the Sands, K'tel nods to himself, smilng.
On the Sands, Macami bites her lower lip, as her favorite egg, the
moonlight reflection egg, starts trembling. She tries to walk nearer to
it.
On the Sands, Maverick wows, with amazement clearly displayed on his
face. He takes a step forward, back into place as he recovers from being
startled by the hatching. "He's...he's wonderful!"
On the Sands, Elen lets go of Siara's hand for a second to rub her sweaty
palm on her robe.
On the Sands, Areia unconsciously tries to straighten her robes but
realizes they are only robes. "Oh," she mumbles to herself, half-listening
to as well and watches the eggs and the hatchlings.
On the Sands, Elif stands immobilized watching all that goes on around
her, she smiles widely.
On the Sands, Prometh ceases to hum as the first of the dragonets leaves
his shell! A bugle erupts from his throat, welcoming the young one to the
world.
On the Sands, Champagne Bronze Hatchling steps from his shards with an
impressive bugle, the note going sour only when he loses breath. An
awkward step lands him in a tumble of wings and tail.
Kindre smacks her forehead. "Gah. R'val? Remind me to kill her," she
crooks a thumb to her cousin, "If I get a chance to see her this eve."
Mostly kidding, the ccorners of her lips quirk up in a bit of a smirk.
On the Sands, Ocean Dance Egg shifts again, more sand running down from
the small pile underneath it. The small pecking noises from within are
lost in the general clamor.
On the Sands, Siara snatches Elen's hand back almost immediately, the
loud bugle startling her even more.
R'val chuckles, "She's moving. That /is/ a mistake, "He murmurs, to
Kindre.
On the Sands, Macami wipes the sweat of her brow with her now free hand,
now that Trea is standing alone.
On the Sands, Taira takes a tiny step forward when the hatchling
stumbles, then forces herself to stay still, staring in amazement.
R'lym leans forward in his seat to watch the Sands.
On the Sands, Nevaar watches the bronze hatchling with a soft smile on
his face. He turns and bows again to Daelyth before returning his gaze to
the hatchling.
On the Sands, Elif jumps as Prometh Bugles, her eyes sparkling in delight
On the Sands, Alivin grins suddenly at the hatchling's bugle, glancing
down at Alia wtih a nod of agreement.
On the Sands, Moonlight Reflection Egg trembles again, as if the occupant
inside were trying to blast his way out.
On the Sands, Macami cocks her head at the faint noise from the ocean
dance egg.
On the Sands, Trea spares hardly a glance for the newly hatched bronze,
attention focussed almost entirely on the one egg that's so held her
attention since she first saw it. She pulls herself up as straight as she
can, to her full four feet of height, and watches.
Karitha laughs and looks up to Ashlith, "Yes dear. He is loud."
On the Sands, Siara looks from one egg to the next, ready to run if
necessary.
On the Sands, Jerven stands stock still in amazement, releasing Taira's
hand long enough to rub it dry on his robe.
On the Sands, Taira's usual placid, reassuring tone disappears as she
squeaks, "They're real!" Turning her head between the sights, trying to
see it all at once.
On the Sands, Champagne Bronze Hatchling brings his head up with a much
less impressive creel, sand clinging to his still-wet hide. He gives
Daelyth a confused look before attempting to work out how this walking
thing is done.
On the Sands, Maverick chuckles, then winces as the bronze trips himself.
"oups." he whispers under his breath, chewing gingerly on his lip.
On the Sands, Macami pulls at her lower lip with her free hand, her eyes
following raptly each and every move of the moonlight reflection egg.
On the Sands, Alia stops hiding behind Alivin and resumes her place
beside him. She's able to respond to his smile with a small one of her own
and forces her gaze to go back to the bronze hatchling.
On the Sands, Stormy Skies Egg rocks gently back and forth in place.
On the Sands, Nevaar mutters softly, "You can do it big guy."
On the Sands, Areia sets herself as she notices another egg that
trembles. Shaking her head, with her hair flying slightly, she looks once
again at the eggs, but youthful curiosity forces her to peek over at the
others once in a while.
On the Sands, Elen glances at Siara and tries for a reassuring smile and
fails
On the Sands, The Water Droplets Egg teeters back and forth for a while,
small cracks spreading over it.
On the Sands, Macami clings to Siara's hand all the more, hoping that at
least she won't desert her now.
On the Sands, Prometh rumbles encouragingly to his son, urging him to go
forth.
On the Sands, Daelyth gives her bronze son an encouraging warblecroon,
watching over him as any mother, protectively.
On the Sands, A loud crack resounds from the Water Droplets Egg, pieces
of shell falling rapidly away.
On the Sands, Tumbling from his shell into a wailing tangle of wings and
feet, this tiny, sand-coated blue slowly puts himself to rights. Gently,
his movements trembling with newborn fatigue and a ravenous hunger, he
unhooks claw and wing, left side, then right, in a surprisingly methodical
manner. He rests for a moment, a small dark puddle of dragonet, until
hunger drives him to his feet--and he shakes, a cloud of sand flung into
the air...leaving his hide color revealed. He is the periwinkle-purple
color of the sky in the moments before dawn, with broad translucent
streaks of golden-bronze dust arcing back from the tip of his nose, and
trailing across his wingsails like the flare of the sun as it pops over
the horizon.
Alania winks at Rykel "Theres my blue!"
On the Sands, Nevaar squeezes Elen's hand as the blue emerges into the
world.
On the Sands, Siara hangs on to Elen and Macami, "There are so many..."
she mutters, watching in amazement the dragonets emerging.
On the Sands, Elif smiles broadly. "A beauty! What a blue!"
Rykel slaps her hands together with a crow of delight as she slaps
Faerth's hide. "Look Faerth, a little blue!!"
On the Sands, Jerven takes a quick, involuntary step back as the next
dragonet hatches. With a sheepish grin, he shuffles back to his original
place, breathing another sigh. "What a lovely color..."
On the Sands, Alivin darts a quick glance around the Sands, trying to
look at all of te eggs and candidates at one time and failing miserably.
He takes another breath as one of the eggs bursts open and the blue
dragonet spills out, his grip on Alia's hand inadvertantly tightening.
Faerth trumpets his encouragement!
On the Sands, Taira gasps at the cracking, yet another turn of the head
to see this newest son. "Two beauties..."
On the Sands, Elen looks over at the blue hatchling in wonder, and
squeezes Nevaar's hand back.
On the Sands, Moonlight Reflection Egg trembles a third time, then
teeters, as the sand supporting it slips out from beneath it.
On the Sands, Macami draws in her breath, amazed by the blue dragonet.
"And he's beautiful too, now just look!" She pulls at Siara's hand and
even points at the hatchling for a short moment.
On the Sands, Maverick ohs at the impressive young blue, "Jays, look at
that one." he says excitedly, forgetting for the moment to even be
worried. He nudges first Trea then Elif as if they might not be looking.
On the Sands, Alia puts her free hand over her mouth when she catches
sight of the unique blue. "Oh Alivin," she says softly and in awe, "Isn't
he the most beautiful shade of blue?"
On the Sands, Ocean Dance Egg shudders, tilting rapidly to one side as
the assault from within continues.
On the Sands, Siara nods to Macami, never taking her eyes from the
hatchlings, "I didn't think they'd be so...beautiful!"
Kindre whistles, her eyes wides as the blue sheds its shell. "Now he is a
beauty..."
On the Sands, Elif smiles and squeezes Maverick's hand.
Kiyel's twin sister leans quietly against Ashlith as she watches down on
the sands, her young expression unreadable, while he on the other hand
continues to bounce as if he'll never stop.
On the Sands, Prometh rumbles again, welcoming his son to the world.
R'val nods to Kindre, his eyes on the blue, "Isn't he though?"
On the Sands, Areia looks quietly to the side, shifting and dancing on
the sands.
On the Sands, Macami's attention slips away from the blue dragonet at the
motions of her favorite egg, everything else now unimportant.
On the Sands, Champagne Bronze Hatchling gets his feet under him, lifting
his head high to emit another, confident bugle. His second step is much
steadier than the first, and he takes his first long look around him,
fixing a whirling, fierce gaze on the canddiates.
On the Sands, Elif moves as if in a dream, she turns her eyes back to the
hatchlings, her eyes Alight with wonder.
On the Sands, Siara's hand slips from Elen's going to her mouth in wonder
at the rainbow of colors around them.
On the Sands, Nevaar looks over at the bronze, willing him on. "That's
the way."
On the Sands, Jerven gulps, though it's surely inaudible in all the
noise, as the bronze's gaze turns toward the candidates.
On the Sands, Alivin nods with silent awe, his attention captured by the
blue's unusual coloring. "Aye..he sure is," he says softly.
On the Sands, Trea blinks, her concentration momentarily broken by
Maverick's nudge. She looks up at him for a few heartbeats, maybe more,
before slowly lowering her eyes back to the egg she's chosen to watch, as
much to keep from being overwhelmed by everything as to satisfy her
curiousity as to what's inside.
On the Sands, Taira turns once more to the Bronze, wanting to see this
first one choose, to see how it is done.
On the Sands, Elen grips Nevaar's hand tightly as she keeps her eyes on
the blue.
On the Sands, Dawn's Blue Fire Hatchling looks around with wonder finally
righting himself. First one foot, then the other. Wings trailing in the
sand as they dry. Eyes whirling amber he looks around for...something
On the Sands, Maverick stands up on his tip-toes a little, as if perhaps
by making himself a little taller he might attract the attention of the
hatchlings.
On the Sands, Champagne Bronze Hatchling fixes his gaze intently on Trea,
but the look is brief. Obviously not what he was looking for.
On the Sands, Areia looks at every egg, sizing it up and mouths words,
though even she is unsure what exactly they are. A little furrow of
concentration mars her brow, watching each egg with only one pair of eyes.
On the Sands, Siara completely forgets to breath as the hatchlings begin
to investigate the Candidates, standing stock still, hand still at her
mouth.
On the Sands, Elif fixes her gaze on the blue, watching it's movements
intently.
On the Sands, Taira gulps down a breath, jittering from foot to foot as
the hatchlings peck and make their way out. Each crack of the eggs
reverberating drumbeats to turn and look to.
On the Sands, Macami looks at the blue hatchling briefly but then shakes
her head. No hatchling would pay her any attention, anyways.
On the Sands, Somehow sensing eyes on her, Trea glances toward the bronze
hatchling and sighs. He _is_ beautiful...
J'cob takes phoenix's hand and escorts her somewhere safe, "Since your
husband was indisposed, I do have to take care of you for him."
Kimber blinks in surprise as the bronze looks at Trea. "Now wouldn't
/that/ be something. She shakes her head at the thought of it.
On the Sands, Jerven watches the bronze's progress, then looks to the
blue, then back to his 'favorite' egg, unsure of where to look.
Deirdre peers. "Is that .Nevaar. down there?"
On the Sands, Moonlight Reflection Egg rocks again, more insistently,
teetering farther and farther over, only to roll to its side, and down the
slight hill of sand.
On the Sands, Nevaar lets go of Elen's hand and crouches on the sands
whispering encouragement to his fellow candidates and the new hatchlings.
phoenix almost chokes trying to hold in a giggle.."Well thank you
sweetheart, I'm sure he'll be very grateful..isn't that bronze about to
choose?
On the Sands, Champagne Bronze Hatchling slashes his tail in the sands as
his gaze shifts to the others. Past one, and then another, not finding
what he thinks will suit him. Another, softer creel issues from him as his
hunger grows stronger. Suddenly, he stops.
On the Sands, The Ocean Dance Egg rolls nearly end over end, tiny cracks
becoming more pronounced very quickly.
On the Sands, Dawn's Blue Fire Hatchling tosses his glistening neck from
side to side. White things. Interesting. He starts to move towards them
and catches his wing on his foot. Creeling pitiously he finally manages to
untangle himself.
On the Sands, All movement from the Ocean Dance Egg suddenly stops as the
cracks become pieces of shell falling away.
On the Sands, Hatchling clumsiness cannot dilute the hunger that drives
this sleekly lithe dragonet out of her shell with a determined focus and
unerring passion. Her hide gleams slickly, marbled like sunlight through
thick green glass that shines darkly down to the sudden obsidian gleam of
her talons. She mantles at a sudden noise, her translucent wings extending
upward. Brashly, she bugles her challenge, and twines back about herself
with a sinuous movement that foretells the grace she will have as an
adult. Her delicate, wedge-shaped head swings deliberately from side to
side as she moves forth, searching, peering at one face and the next.
On the Sands, Macami sways back and forth on her feet, staring
concentratedly at her favorite egg, humming low deep in her throat,
without ever noticing herself.
On the Sands, Nevaar stands and watches the hatchlings closely.
On the Sands, Maverick mouths 'yesyesyes' as he sees that indeed the
hatching /has/ seen him, then lets his shoulders slump as the magestic
youngster moves on.
On the Sands, Elen winces as the blue falls over, willing it to its
feet.
On the Sands, Elif gasps as the lovely green appears.
On the Sands, Taira follows the movement of the moonlit egg with her
eyes, lower lip starting to tremble before she bites down on it.
Lyndrath flies in from the Bowl and lands on the ledges.
Deirdre says "Dysira's little boy all grown up."
Deirdre shakes her head.
Kerinth warbles to the new green in welcome.
On the Sands, Trea's attention quickly snaps back to the oceans egg, eyes
widening as she sees the spreading cracks in the shell. Her hands begin to
visibly tremble.
On the Sands, Alia has her head tilted a bit to the right as she studies
the blue dragonet with fascination. A flash of bronze catches the corner
of her eye and her eyes widen as she turns to watch him instead.
On the Sands, Champagne Bronze Hatchling cranes his neck out further,
inspecting Nevaar with his imposing glance.
On the Sands, Nevaar applauds lightly for Daelyth's new daughter.
Oerth bugels a welcome to the little green, as Alania closes her hands
over her ears and winces
On the Sands, Prometh welcomes his lovely daughter to the world with a
sweet croon. He turns to peer at Daelyth, warbling at her and then again
at the tiny delicate green.
On the Sands, Macami barely looks up at the green hatchling, shaking her
head once again, thinking it's safer just to watch "her" egg instead.
On the Sands, Areia's mouth makes a perfect 'o' as she watches a green,
her eyes open wide.
Kimber says "That bronze is looking awfully closely at him, Dei."
Ivarath peers at the newly hatched green in interest. He rumbles to his
rider, and Sabra laughs. "Too young for you yet, silly. What a beauty tho,
eh?"
J'riel slides down Lyndrath's side to his foreleg, and then the rest of
the way to the ground.
On the Sands, Siara sighs sharply at the beauty, startled into breath
again by the creel of the blue, looking first at it and then at the
stunning green and then at the other eggs all around rocking and cracking.
On the Sands, Alivin grins and nudges Alia, gesturing at the lovely green
hatchling.
On the Sands, Nevaar reaches a hand out to the bronze, "Crooning
encouragement."
On the Sands, The Champagne Bronze Hatchling gazes into Nevaar's eyes.
On the Sands, Maverick eeps at the green, blinking a couple times at her,
"jays." he turns his attention back towards the bronze who seems to have
found something he likes.
Kimber sees Lyndrath and J'riel and waves him over to join her and
Deidre.
On the Sands, Trea sighs, shoulders slumping. A green. A lovely green...
that's what's been hiding in there all this time.
On the Sands, Glass Green Hatchling tosses her pretty little head with a
creel. Whether she notes the appreciative glances or not doesn't matter,
she still preens. For the moment, anyway.
Herath snortwarbles a greeting before nudging Kindre to scritch her chin.
"Yes, love...they all are," the rider remarks to the dragon.
On the Sands, M'kel grins as the first of his Weyrling class is chosen.
Deirdre grins at Kimber. "Close enough, I think."
Alania ohhhhhhsssssss
Rykel just beams at the first Impression is made.
On the Sands, Nevaar gasps and wraps his arms around the bronzes neck. He
calls out "He says his name is Palineth!!"
On the Sands, Alea smiles at Dysira as Nevaar impresses.
On the Sands, Jerven watches the bronze's progress, eyes going quite wide
as he sees the bronze pause and finally stare at Nevaar. So, that's how it
happens. Blinking, he tears his eyes away, giving Taira's hand a squeeze,
looking toward the other hatchlings.
On the Sands, Dysira's hand tightens further on Katany's, barely being
able to breath.
On the Sands, K'tel watches the first impression with a soft smile. He
looks up towards the ledges before jerking his attention back to his
duties.
On the Sands, Elif smiles as the first impression is made
R'lym whoops! "Nevaar! Wow!"
On the Sands, Maverick lets out a loud cheer for Nevaar, forgetting for
the moment that he shouldn't be doing anything loud to frighten the newly-
hatched dragons. "oups..."
On the Sands, Elen grins as Nevaar impresses, muttering congratulations.
On the Sands, Prometh stands, trumpeting at the first impression. K'tyn
cheers, his tiny human voice dwarfed by the noise from his life mate.
On the Sands, Trea shows a hint of a smile, curiousity satisfied. She
watches the newly emerged hatchling intently, despite her nervousnous.
On the Sands, Siara looks at Nevaar's transformed expression and finds
tears stinging her eyes, which she hastily brushes away, turning back to
all the comotion on the sands.
On the Sands, Macami looks up dazedly, as if waking up from a trance as
Nevaar calls out. She mutters "Impression...", smiling tentatively.
On the Sands, Nimiriel smiles at Dysira, noting Impression made. "Good
choice," she murmurs, as Daelyth warbles a hearty approval.
On the Sands, Katany reaches her free arm around to hug Dysira.
"Congratulations, Weyrsecond. I think you did well."
Alania cheers for the new lifemates, laying a soft hand on Oerth
R'lym seems to remember his position and sits down, still smiling
broadly. He says to someone near him, "We grew up together!"
On the Sands, Nevaar helps Palineth to a better spot.
On the Sands, Alia blinks at Alivin's nudge but doesn't respond more than
that, her attention still on Nevaar and the bronze, a pleased smile on her
lips.
On the Sands, Alivin gives a shout of congratulations to the newly
impressed bronze and his rider, his eyes dancing with excitement.
On the Sands, Taira finally draws another breath, eyes wide with wonder
at the sight. She squeezes back a few seconds late, shaking her head.
On the Sands, K'tel grins and waves the new pair over.
On the Sands, Dawn's Blue Fire Hatchling stumbles towards the line of
white things. He stops a moment peering at Elif. No, not quite right.
Wings slick from hatching, tail swishing he moves on to inspect some
more.
On the Sands, Glass Green Hatchling tosses her head again, this time with
a rather insistent creel of hunger. Carefully, still trying to figure out
just how these feet work, she takes a few stumbling steps toward the
white-clad things.
Zyrieth TRUMPETS! to the new lifemates!
On the Sands, Nevaar leads Palineth towards K'tel, tears of joy streaking
down his face.
On the Sands, Nevaar strides into the Weyrlings Barracks.
On the Sands, Areia casts a quick look at the impression before looking
right back to the green hatchling with wide eyes and a mouth slightly open
but not wanting to say anything.
On the Sands, Elen turns her attention back to the other hatchlings and
shivers despite the heat.
On the Sands, Maverick watches the blue walk by so close and lets out a
dreamly little sigh as he moves on. "So close!" he whispers, remember
this time to keep his voice down.
On the Sands, Elif watches the blue intently, but sighs softly as he
moves on.
On the Sands, Taira looks quick from blue to green, almost giggling in
nervous, terrified amusement.
On the Sands, K'tel points the two on their way, giving congratulations
as they pass by.
Ashlith trumpets the pairing as the two children beneath her neck jump
and clap for the joining. Karitha just grins.
On the Sands, Macami has lost her focus, the moonlight reflection egg,
as one of the other candidates is barring her sight, so she turns now to
inspect the two hatchlings, her gaze switching back and forth between the
two beauties.
Siraeth burbles excitement.
On the Sands, Jerven squeezes Taira's hand in encouragement, shuffling
his feet back and forth on the hot sands.
Lyndrath watches the progress of the new young bronze off the sands with
a contented rumble.
phoenix chuckles, giving Siraeth a loving scritch.
On the Sands, Elif holds tight to Mavericks hand, and leans against him
once again
On the Sands, Dysira wipes her eys with the sleeve of a jacket, and does,
now, start to breath again. "He did it."
On the Sands, Prometh regards the blue and green on the sands, warbling
to them as he urges them to seek and find their lifemates.
On the Sands, Siara rubs her ears at the loud creeling, overwhelmed by
the noise and confusion of eggs breaking everywhere at once and looks
about, trying to find her friend's hands again.
On the Sands, Sand stirs beneath the Moonlight Reflection Egg as it
gently rocks back and forth.
On the Sands, The Moonlight Reflection Egg rolls and wobbles as a gentle
crack winds down one of its sides.
On the Sands, Elen reaches out and grasps Siara's hand firmly
On the Sands, Unlike his clumsy twin, this tiny blue strides out from his
shell almost unobtrusively, peering about with a quiet determination.
Flaring his wings once, twice, he fans himself dry, revealing his hide
color to be the deepest ultramarine of the evening sky, scattered with
silvered ash streaks that line this dragonet in a mesh of silver fire.
Ignoring, for the moment, the intense pangs of hunger that urge him away,
he cocks his head to stare at dam, then sire for a long moment. When his
scrutiny is complete, he moves, sliding his remote carmine gaze over the
sands, looking for the one who will share his life.
On the Sands, Dawn's Blue Fire Hatchling moves down the line of
candidates, stopping near another girl.
On the Sands, Glass Green Hatchling flicks her wings to her back as she
looks back toward sire and dam pensively. Hunger taking over once again,
she turns her wedge-shaped head toward the candidates, peering at all of
them on down the line. Gently, she whuffles between Taira and Jerven's
legs. No, not quite. On she goes.
Deirdre looks over at R'lym, laughing.
On the Sands, Macami squeezes Siara's hand reassuringly, showing her she
is still with her, but leans forward as "her" egg cracks open at last.
On the Sands, Alia lets out the breath she didn't know she was holding
and just now sees the green and the newly hatched blue. After admiring
them for a moment, her gaze then drifts back to the first blue.
On the Sands, Prometh rumbles approvingly at the fine young son of his.
Alania claps as another blue hatches
On the Sands, Alivin watches N'var leave the sands with a grin before
turning his gaze back onto the sands. "Faranth," he says softly, catching
sight of another newly arrived hatchling.
R'lym turns his head, "Really! We were kids here at Igen together! Best
of friends! Really!"
On the Sands, Taira lets go of Jerven's hand, teetering a bit and
stepping to the side to let the green pass. Her stomach finally settles
somewhat, wonder replacing fear as her gaze follows the green.
On the Sands, Siara holds Elen and Macami's hands , looking at last with
yearning upon one beautiful hatchling after another as they move across
the sands.
On the Sands, Elif smiles and watches intently, still leaning against
Maverick
On the Sands, Maverick lets Elif lean on him, looking at her worriedly,
and so misses the next blue hatching. He looks up agin just in time to see
the blue now on the sands.
On the Sands, Areia abruptly closes her mouth up once she realizes what a
wherry she looks like with it open. Her eyes follow the green carefully as
her nerves make her hands move around to drywash.
On the Sands, Elen looks from one hatchling to another, wide-eyed.
Faerth bugles loudly as another young blue hatches, then resumes the
resonant hum, giving his wings a flap that sends Rykel's hair a-flying.
On the Sands, Jerven lets out an involuntary noise as the green comes
close, biting his lip and trying not to step back. "Oh." He breathes a
sigh as she passes, out of disappointment or relief.
On the Sands, Macami smiles happily now, eyes full of yearning as the
beautiful blue hatchling emerges.
phoenix bites her lip at R'lym's words, the threat of a grin still
hovering at the corners of her mouth.
On the Sands, Trea maintains her focus on the green hatchling, using her
as an anchor to keep from being overwhelmed by the magnitude of the
Hatching as a whole.
Rykel just grumbles and pats down her air-mussed hair.
Kimber motions to J'riel to scoot up to where she's sitting. "Diedre,
this is J'riel, one of our latest batch of weyrlings."
Alania giggles at Rykel, then turns her attention back to the hatching
On the Sands, The Dawn's Blue Fire Hatchling gazes into Siara's eyes.
On the Sands, Moon's Blue Fire Dragonet blinks, focussing himself on what
needs to be done. First, he must find a way to ease the pain inside--and
as the large bronze suggests, the only way to do that is to seek out and
explore those white fluttering things. He moves forth, sand churning below
his claws.
Vidarth TRUMPETS! brassily as a blue Impresses!
Kimber cheers as another Impression appears to be made.
On the Sands, M'kel grins widely, "Imrath was right. I knew she would
impress."
Alania grins as the young blue impresses
Sabra blinks, "Siara? A blue? I would've guessed that girl belonged to a
green," she mutters, surprised.
J'riel squeazes his way past a heavy set older rider, then ducks under a
wing before standing and saluting first Kimber, then the woman he's
introduced to. "What a crowd." is his conventional comment, but he's
grinning with excitement.
On the Sands, Macami draws in her breath, as the first blue hatchling
watches Siara closely. She squeezes her hand more firmly, almost
encouragingly now.
Ashlith likes blues. This pairing she trumpets a bit more wholeheartedly.
On the Sands, Elif watches the newly hatched blue with interest, at the
same time trying to keep an eye on the green.
On the Sands, Alea smiles and squeezes M'kel's hand as another impression
occurs.
On the Sands, Siara stares into the eyes of the hatchling, shocked beyond
any words. "Oh, Ranth!" she finally says, tears streaming down her face.
On the Sands, Alivin blinks with astonishment as he sees Siara impress a
young blue hatchling. Startled out of silence, he calls, "Congrats!" to
her, a wide smile on his face and squeezes Alia's hand again.
R'lym turns his eyes back to the Hatching. "Woo.."
On the Sands, Maverick lets go of the hands he's holding to clap for
Siara, bouncing a bit on the sands in his excitement,and to cool the heat
on his feet too. "jays!"
On the Sands, Jerven looks between the two blues and the green, smiling
as Impression is made yet again.
On the Sands, Elif chuckles as Siara impresses.
Deirdre says "Lots of blues. Quit getting ideas, Kolith."
On the Sands, Prometh trumpets as the next impression occurs!
"Oh, look," Kindre's elbow meets R'val's ribs a bit too harshly, "That
beauty of a blue found his mate!" Wide eyes turn onto the bluerider before
she re-offers the wineskin again.
On the Sands, Alia cannot seem to stop smiling as she sees the second
Impression. "She looks so very happy, Alivin," she whispers, referring to
Siara.
On the Sands, Trea catches Siara and the blue from the corner of her eye,
and smiles.
On the Sands, Elen grins as her friend impresses .
J'cob smiles warmly at phoenix?
R'val coughs at the excited nudge, and rubs his ribs, managing a smile,
"Uh-huh, and look at the smile on her face."
On the Sands, K'tel nods in approval.
On the Sands, M'kel steps forwards and lends a hand to Siara and Ranth.
Deirdre says "'lo, J'riel."
phoenix tugs at Seaylin's sleeve, "So, what do you think of this?
On the Sands, Macami lets go of Siara's hand, smiling. She tries to walk
closer to the blue hatchling from "her" egg, watching him concentratedly.
She folds her hands beneath her back.
Kimber chuckles at Dei's comment. "Kerinth's on a bronze kick right now.
One of our other weyrling bronzes caught her in her last flight."
On the Sands, Siara tries to remember what she's supposed to do and
gratefully follows M'kel, eyes never leaving Ranth as she helps him along.
On the Sands, Siara helps Ranth to a better spot.
Seaylin just watches it all, an intense frown of concentration on her
face.
Deirdre returns J'riel's salute crisply. "Quite the crowd, yah."
On the Sands, Siara strides into the Weyrlings Barracks.
Kindre nods her headly quickly. "Oh, crackdust, sorry...Hatchings still
get me a bit excited...what was the name? I missed it I believe..."
On the Sands, M'kel sees the new pair safely to the Weyrling Barracks,
then resumes his spot near the wall.
Alania turns to Kindre "Ranth, I think it was"
On the Sands, Taira reaches over and squeezes Jerven's hand when she sees
Siara impress, not able to hide a tiny grin.
R'val grins at Kindre, "You and me both. Ranth, I believe."
On the Sands, Elen moves closer to Macami to close the gap and keeps a
steady gaze on the hatchlings.
On the Sands, Areia pensively watches as Siara walks off before diverting
her attention back to the green.
On the Sands, Glass Green Hatchling continues her study of the
candidates, moving on down the line. Something even more powerful than
hunger drives her on--she seems almost to shake with excitement (hunger
too) as she senses the proximity of that mind.
On the Sands, Macami notices Elen moving closer and holds out her hand,
glad there's still someone she can hold on to at all.
J'cob whispers something to phoenix.
phoenix smiles at the girl, then slips her arm back through J'cob's, "Are
any of those Standing from Benden?"
On the Sands, Some tiny cracks appear down the sides of the Stormy Skies
Egg.
J'cob points at a few people.
Tularth flies in from the Bowl and lands on the ledges.
On the Sands, The Glass Green Hatchling gazes into Trea's eyes.
On the Sands, Moon's Blue Fire Dragonet concentrates so completely on
putting one foot in front of the other that he zooms past Macami, nearly
bowling into her. Stumbling, he tumbles, comming to a surprised heap near
some pairs of white sandalled feet.
On the Sands, The Stormy Skies Egg begins to wobble back and forth, the
cracks within its surface growing wider.
On the Sands, Motionless, this barrel-chested brown looks no more than a
large rock stationary out in the desert, all jagged lines and sharp edges.
As he unfolds from his cramped position in the egg, this idea is
reinforced, both by his color and by his body shape. Rich, dark sienna
flows down his back like mud from a desert downpour. Lighter, sandy wings
stretch out at sharp angles, hinting at the ability to compete even with
the swiftest of bronzes once he's mature. He finally raises his craggy
head, sharp angled muzzle burnt umber as if from too much sun. Such is the
rest of his body, harsh weathered rock. But promise is there too, just
like there is promise in the desert that it will rain again. Bunched
muscles speak of power, while tiny flickerings of gold in his hide hint at
a pure heart. This brown is one who will provide raw power with his body,
while the finesse comes straight from his soul.
On the Sands, Alivin nods at Alia, murmuring "She's come a long way," his
fascinated gaze on the hatchlings stumbling around the sands seeking
lifemates. He winces ssuddenly and shifts his feet.
On the Sands, Muddy River Egg shifts a little in the sand.
R'val grins, "And look!" He nudges Kindre before she can get him, this
time. "A green Impressed"!
V'ral slides down the shoulder of the Bronze and lands ligthly beside his
head.
On the Sands, Jerven tears his eyes away from the impressions all around
him, back to the eggs. "Oohhh," he breathes softly, as the brown breaks
shell. Shuffling his feet, he squeezes Taira's hand and murmurs, "Strong
one, that."
Ivarath roars a greeting to the brown!
Alania trumpets as the green impresses
Kiyel laughs and does a little dance, "Look, mama! A brown." His teasing
eyes look up to the green protecting him from the crowds, "Ashlith really
likes browns." The green just snorts. But she does watch the little brown
closer.
On the Sands, M'kel nods in approval, "There's the wings stability."
On the Sands, Glacial Spring Egg rocks back and forth almost patiently,
as if the cramped inhabitant inside were lacksadaisical about achieving
its freedom.
Skyreth bugles a greeting to the new brown!
On the Sands, Elen looks over to Trea and smiles
"Great Faranth's ghost," murmurs Kindre upon seeing the brown hatchling,
"He's marvelous...oh, hmm, R'val?" Her eyes scan the ground below before
nodding, "Oh, yes! I see! How wonderful..."
On the Sands, Maverick glances at the little green, just as she finds the
person she was looking for. He beams at Trea, with joy at his friend
impressing. "oh Trea!" he breaths a smile spreading across his face.
On the Sands, Taira leans a bit towards Jerven, attention captured by the
brown. "What a desert son he is..."
On the Sands, Alia moves a bit closer to Alivin as things begin to happen
so very fast in the sands. She smiles at Trea, then finds her attention
back on the dragonets searching for their lifemates.
On the Sands, Trea breathes heavily as she watches the new-hatched green
approach, hands shaking and knees threatening just for the barest moment
to collapse underneath her...and then, her expression grows stunned,
almost like someone has hit her upside the head, and she just _stares_ at
the green.
On the Sands, Macami almost cries out at the beauty of the brown
hatchling, while still marveling at Trea and the green hatchling. A wide
smile is on her lips, and her eyes shimmer wetly, somehow.
On the Sands, Trea helps Celebeth to a better spot.
On the Sands, Elif smiles warmly for Trea
On the Sands, K'tel moves to show Trea and her new lifemate the way to
the food.
Alania ooohhhhs "Celebeth, I like that name!"
On the Sands, Muddy River Egg shifts again, more insistently this time.
Sabra grins proudly as Trea Impresses. "Ivarath Searched her," she
comments.
On the Sands, Canyon Desert Brown Hatchling extends his wings, youthful
muscle showing strong promise as he does so. He fans himself dry, then
casts a protective, almost mothering look over the white-things. He ambles
forward a few steps--then trips and ends up with his muzzle firmly planted
in the sand.
On the Sands, Moon's Blue Fire Dragonet rights himself slowly, moving
like a dragon a hundred times his age. Staggering a bit, he creels
impatiently. Where is the ONE?
Seaylin's silly grin spreads as she watches more and more of the
dragonets find their mates.
On the Sands, "Oh" Trea murmurs, pausing to wipe the sudden tears from
her eyes. Another memory stirs and she turns to look to Daelyth, drawing
herself up to her full (if diminutive) four foot height. "She says..."
Trea starts, voice hoarse. "She says her name's Celebeth."
On the Sands, Elen grins as the blue gets to his feet and wills him to
keep on them
On the Sands, Maverick reaches for Elif's hand, having missed the brown
hatch while watching his friend impress, his attention is now taken up by
the Muddy egg that moves.
On the Sands, Macami gulps at the creeling of the blue dragonet, and
almost starts crying. What a lost, what a lonely sound. "Just look and you
will find, lovely..." she mutters.
On the Sands, Taira looks at the blue and brown, looks at the eggs,
shaking her head again. It's almost too much as she trembles, nervous
energy returning to her limbs.
On the Sands, Prometh rumbles-trumpets happily as his tiny green daughter
chooses.
On the Sands, Jerven watches the brown hatchling, still squeezing almost
insistently on Taira's hand. He shuffles back and forth, the heat of the
stands now really hard to ignore, but he keeps his gaze on the hatchlings,
and the remaining eggs.
On the Sands, Trea follows K'tel off the sands, slowly, crying and
smiling all the way.
On the Sands, Muddy River Egg sways one way, then another, starting a
steady back-and-forth rocking.
On the Sands, Areia swallows carefully watching the green impress but a
smile still frames her face happily so.
On the Sands, Trea strides into the Weyrlings Barracks.
phoenix chuckles at the look on Seay's face, "I guess I won't feel the
same about hatchings until a grandchild is Searched..what a frightening
thought..
On the Sands, Glacial Spring Egg rocks, rocks, rocks. Almost
infititesimally, the egg pivots in position.
On the Sands, K'tel returns to his place, still smiling.
J'cob asks phoenix, "Just a few turns away?"
On the Sands, Maverick rocks back and forth a little on his burning feet
as he watches his favorate egg move, nearly holding his breath in
excitement.
On the Sands, Alivin watchers the brown hatchling go nose first into the
sand wtih a raised eyebrow, murmuring, "I'm sure he'll be fine," softly,
his gaze darting around the sands again at the hatchlings and eggs there.
On the Sands, Canyon Desert Brown Hatchling creels in annoyance, pulling
himself to rights gently. He shakes the extra sand from his muzzle in an
almost carefree gesture, his attention being elsewhere right now.
Candidates, namely. They catch his attention again, and he ambles off in
that direction, more carefully this time.
phoenix gives J'cob a healthy push.
On the Sands, Elif smiles and stands a little straighter, her strength
having recovered
J'cob hangs on for dear life.
On the Sands, The Moon's Blue Fire Dragonet gazes into Elen's eyes.
On the Sands, Alia shifts her weight from one foot to the other, still
hanging on to Alivin's hand with a tight grasp. Her pale eyes dart from
one hatchling to another, trying not to miss anything.
On the Sands, Macami turns to look at the brown hatchling now. Absent-
mindedly she wipes her chin, where blood is dribbling down from chewing on
her lip.
On the Sands, Muddy River Egg stops moving for a long moment, then rocks
again with renewed vigour.
On the Sands, Jerven starts as he notes a slight change in the position
of 'his' egg. He keeps a watch on the brown out of the corner of his eye,
but watches the egg almost intently.
On the Sands, Taira finally releases Jerven's arm, gesturing towards the
glacial egg as if he might not have noticed it before looking back to the
blue next to Elen. Her eyes light up in hope that her friend might have
impressed.
On the Sands, Elen falls on her knees, hugging the hatchling "He says his
name is Kineth" She says as tears start to form
On the Sands, Several cracks spread quickly down the sides of the Muddy
River Egg.
On the Sands, Elen helps Kineth to a better spot.
On the Sands, Elif smiles for Elen, tears forming in her eyes, as her
fellow nanny impresses.
On the Sands, Maverick grins at Elen excitedly, dragging his attention
away from the egg to see the handsome blue pick his lifemate. "Congrats
Elen!"
On the Sands, A large crack opens down the side of the Muddy River Egg
and a loud, though muffled, bugle is heard from within.
On the Sands, Daelyth bugles in encouragement and congratulations,
looking well and truly smug as she settles back on her haunches, causing
Nim to chuckle softly.
On the Sands, Small and sinewy she is, corded with untested muscle; the
vibrant lemon-hued green of her hide seems to reflect the glare from the
sands to a blinding intensity, fading only slightly with the clear, glass
green highlights that flow over her lucent wings and down her spine like
seaweed trailing on the beach. Her eyes are brilliant ruby fires in her
finely shaped muzzle--fierce and searing with a certain crafty gaiety.
Rusty red talons churn through sand as she moves away from her shell to
seek her lifemate.
J'riel claps enthusiastically when he sees Elen Impress.
On the Sands, Macami smiles and squeezes Elen's hand one last time before
moving over to stand all alone on the sands now, without someone to hold
on to. A single tear drop goes down her cheek, if from sadness or
happiness, once can't say.
On the Sands, Elen strides into the Weyrlings Barracks.
On the Sands, Maverick's eyes zero in on the muddy egg again, then,
dispite his best efforts, he takes a little step back. He was so /sure/
about that egg too.
On the Sands, Elif smiles hopefully through her tears at the newly
emerged green. Aren't you a beauty?"
On the Sands, M'kel steps forward to help yet another pair. "Foods this
way..."
On the Sands, K'tyn moves to stand near Nimiriel, his face nearly split
with a grin as dragonet after dragonet chooses a lifemate.
Oerth bugles as another green hatches, welcomeing her into the world.
On the Sands, Elif extends her free hand to Macami
On the Sands, Macami hugs herself, watching the new green hatchling
intently. "Now who might you choose now?"
On the Sands, Areia bites her lip as she spies another green and looks at
Macami and whispers, "Good luck."
On the Sands, Acid Green Hatchling moves quickly away from the shards of
her egg, lifting her wings to dry them. A sharp, high-pitched creel
emerges from her throat.
On the Sands, Canyon Desert Brown Hatchling seems to take his time in
choosing, studying each candidate intently, not wanting to choose
incorrectly. With a soft, pitiful little creel, he looks up into each
face, wondering which of these is to be his forever.
On the Sands, Taira reaches up to wipe the sweat from her forehead as it
moves towards her eyes, not wanting to miss a moment, or that glimmer of a
chance...
Alania grins and nudges Rykel "That one reminds me of Oerth"
On the Sands, Maverick gives Elif's hand a squeeze, is it reasuring, or
is it to reasure himself, keeping a little behind his fellow candidate.
His eyes just gaze at the little green in fearful awe. "look at her
coloring..."
On the Sands, A fine array of delicate, spider-webbed cracks spread
across the surface of the Glacial Spring Egg.
On the Sands, Alivin turns his head to see another hatchling appear, a
grin on his face. "Ohh that one's lovely," he points her out to Alia.
On the Sands, Macami seems oblivious to Elif offering her hand, as she
stares straight ahead, and she starts humming unconsciously again.
On the Sands, The Glacial Spring Egg rolls over onto its side, the noises
within becoming louder and more insistent.
On the Sands, Almost lazily, this bronze hatchling emerges from his
shell. A flick of a wing sends the last remains of his confinement from
his body, and he rests a moment, recovering his strength. As his hide
dries, it lightens to a rich, gold-touched bronze. Stocky and compact, his
form is nevertheless muscular and well defined by darkly translucent ruby
markings that meander down his back and across his wings to lighter amber
gold tinges on his flanks. This ruddy-streaked bronze shines like the
finest of Benden vintages held up to the light of Rukbat in a crystal
clear flask. His eyes flare with a sarcastic and pessimistic stare, the
clear orange-red carnelian color a foil to the rakish air of his arched
wings and neck as he peers into one face and the next. With an innate
hauteur of one who knows he is blessed with the certainty of just who,
what he is, and the magnificence he will be, he moves - stumbling - across
the sands to seek the one that will be his forever.
On the Sands, M'kel watches the pair make their way into the Weyrling
Barracks and moves back to his place along the wall.
phoenix stands on her tiptoes to whisper to J'cob
On the Sands, Alia nods her agreement with Alivin, even though her eyes
are on an entirely different dragonet.
Rykel grins and ponders the little green. "Yeah...she does look like
her."
On the Sands, Elif takes Taira's hand again and squeezes it warmly. she
nods to Maverick silently, unable to speak.
On the Sands, Macami smiles to the bronze hatchling, almost in greeting,
and retreats some steps, still humming maddeningly.
Lyndrath bugles his approval at the hatching of another ew bronze, then
settles hishead back to his forelegs.
On the Sands, Jerven squeezes Taira's hand as another bronze emerges,
hardly knowing where to look next.
On the Sands, Acid Green Hatchling creels again, the sound more piercing
than plaintive as she makes her way towards the Candidates.
On the Sands, Taira squeezes Jerven's hand as the bronze emerges from the
egg he has watched so long, but her gaze settles upon the hatchlings
already seeking.
Alania ohhhhhhhssss "Another Bronze!" then turns to Rykel and nods "That,
and the temperment
On the Sands, Prometh bugles, first as the brown impresses and then again
as another bronze leaves his shell. K'tyn looks over his shoulder,
grinning at his lifemate's exuberance.
On the Sands, Elif watches the green hopefully.
On the Sands, Maverick quickly takes his eyes off the green and looks at
the newly hatched bronze, then at the eggs still yet to hatch.
On the Sands, The Canyon Desert Brown Hatchling gazes into Taira's eyes.
On the Sands, Alea watches as her charges become riders one by one.
R'val grins, and nudges Kindre again, "The brown chose!" He peers, "I
don't recognize the person."
J'cob turns a bit red, then gives phoenix a squeeze.
On the Sands, Jerven releases Taira's hand, grinning broadly as the brown
looks to her. He spares a moment to watch the two of them, then his eyes
stutter over the remaining candidates, and the remaining hatchlings.
On the Sands, K'tel pounds his fist into his hand, a huge grin on his
face!
On the Sands, Alivin winces slightly at the creel from teh green,
laughing softly. "Noisy," he observes in a near whisper.
"Congratulations!" he says as he sees Taira impress a handsome brown.
On the Sands, Elif whispers inaudibly under her breath. her grips on the
hands she holds tightening
On the Sands, Macami nods, as Taira Impresses the brown hatchling, as if
she expected something like that. Humming more loudly now, she watches the
green hatchling intently.
On the Sands, Areia mmms softly watching with wide eyes.
On the Sands, Elif releases Tiara and murmurs soft congratulations
phoenix plants a kiss on his cheek, looking rather amused with herself..
On the Sands, Nimiriel beams broadly at K'tyn, Taira, and K'tel, all
three. Daelyth gives a huge bugle of congratulations to both her son and
to Taira, then gives the her remaining children a croon of encouragement.
J'cob is quite amused with himself, too.
On the Sands, Taira kneels down on the sands, everything gone suddenly,
even the heat of the sands as she reaches forward to touch the brown
lightly, sweat replaced in her eyes by pure amazement "Tyrinth," she
murmurs, not lifting her gaze from his even toelyth's. "Tyrinth!
On the Sands, Maverick would clap excitedly for Taira, but his hand is
busy holding onto Elif's. He grins at the new weyrling, hoping that she
notices him.
On the Sands, Taira helps Tyrinth to a better spot.
On the Sands, Katany grins brightly at K'tel. "See?"
Zmeth bugles loudly to the brown and Taira, wings fanning and eyes
whirling in happy excitement.
On the Sands, Alia smiles softly, watching Taira and her brown. Lifting
her eyes to Alivin, she gives him a smile as well, then nods her head to
the bronze while quietly saying. "He's as spectacular as the first."
On the Sands, Benden Red Bronze Hatchling glares at his trembling limbs,
willing them into motion. Slowly, surely, he moves forth, the fire of his
hunger urging him onward.
On the Sands, K'tel walks quickly over to Taira and Tyrinth, eyes
sparkling. He helps them towards the weyrling barracks.
On the Sands, Taira gathers the brown up against her, letting her brother
guide her.
On the Sands, Acid Green Hatchling steps towards a group of women,
considering each of them carefully only to quickly dismiss them. Head
tilted down, she moves determinedly to another group of Candidates.
On the Sands, Taira strides into the Weyrlings Barracks.
On the Sands, Jerven watches Taira and Tyrinth for a moment longer, then
turns his eyes to study the hatchlings once again. He's all too aware of
the heat, shuffling from foot to foot, rubbing now empty hands on his
robe.
On the Sands, Areia gulps.
On the Sands, Elif watches the green intently....hoping.
On the Sands, Elif shifts her feet suddenly feeling the searing heat
On the Sands, K'tel resumes his spot, not standing still anymore but
bouncing slightly forward and back in excitement.
On the Sands, Alivin rolls his shoulders, trying to shake some of the
tension from them as he watches hatchling afte rhatchling pair off. Spying
the bronze for the first time, he softly agrees, "Yes he is." His gaze is
drawn back to the green.
On the Sands, Macami steps back, retreating to the back.
Zmeth settles back, much more quiet now.
On the Sands, Maverick rubs his free hand against his robe, gazing at the
Bronze as if by doing so he might find out just who the little hatchling
might want. He glances at the green, then at the bronze once more, keeping
his eyes there.
Ioth flies in from the Bowl and lands on the ledges.
On the Sands, Nimiriel winks at K'tel as Taira ushers her new lifemate to
the barracks, then turns to watch the progress of the rest of her
lifemate's clutch.
On the Sands, Elif whispers softly to the green..
phoenix leans out over the ledge to peer at the bronze, "I don't know any
of those boys out there..
On the Sands, Benden Red Bronze Hatchling stumbles along, his movements
becoming more and more full of grace as he exercises his limbs. He stops
to stare at one face, and then the next, only to snort disdainfully and
press on.
On the Sands, Acid Green Hatchling slows her headlong dash, fanning wings
again as she sees something she likes. The piercing creel changes to a
sweet croon, as a very determined young green pushes her head against a
tall man's knee.
On the Sands, The Acid Green Hatchling gazes into Maverick's eyes.
On the Sands, K'tyn shakes his head, running hands through his hair as he
watches Taira leave with her new brown.
R'val grins, "Ah, look. The green chose."
On the Sands, Elif watches the green and smiles widely at Maverick.
"Congratulation dearest."
On the Sands, M'kel makes his way quickly to the newly bonded pairs side
to assist them off the sands and towards food.
J'cob mmms, "I don't either."
On the Sands, Alivin grins broadly as Maverick impresses the green.
"Congratulations!" he hollers before looking hopefully around the sands
again, his hand still clasping Alia's in his own.
On the Sands, Macami moves forward again to pat Maverick's shoulder
briefly, before retreating once more, humming, staring at the ground.
On the Sands, Maverick lets out a startled yelp as he's bumped into,
fighting the urge to stumble back until he looks deeply into those lovely,
sweet eyeyes. He gulps, his mouth suddenly very dry, as if he's all along
there on the sands, "Amylith....." he breaths, falling on his knees in the
hot sands to touch the soft green hide. "Amylith?"
On the Sands, Jerven tears his eyes away from yet another impression with
a very very soft sigh. 'Wow,' he mouths, standing still once again in
spite of the heat of the sands. His hands clench into fists, now that
Taira's not around to hold onto them, as he watches the bronze move among
the semicircle.
Kindre smiles wide, her eyes crinkling a bit in the corner as she nods to
R'val. "I see...looks like a lovely choice! Oh," she cranes her next a
bit, "Amylith? Is that what he said?"
On the Sands, Alia brushes the hair clinging to her neck back over her
shoulder with her free hand, smiling happily at Maverick.
R'val bobs his head in confirmation to Kindre, smiling, "Aye!"
On the Sands, Elif releases Mavericks hand.
On the Sands, Maverick helps Amylith to a better spot.
On the Sands, Prometh trumpets! The green chooses her lifemate, and he is
well pleased.
Alania sighs wathcing the green impress
On the Sands, Katany eyes Maverick with a combination of relief and
wistfulness. "My gitar is saved."
On the Sands, M'kel directs the pair towards the Weyrling Barracks.
J'riel sits on his lifemate's bent foreleg, legs swinging idly as he
watches Maverick Impress, a goofy smile platered over his face.
On the Sands, Maverick blinks, "HuH?" he looks up, blushing as if he just
remembers what he's doing,and the sand is near burning through his knees.
On the Sands, K'tel grins at the newest pair.
On the Sands, Nimiriel smiles as she watches Maverick impress and
chuckles softly at Katany's comment.
On the Sands, Alea grins widely as Ric impresses.
On the Sands, M'verick strides into the Weyrlings Barracks.
On the Sands, Dysira's eyes shift to Katany, and she chuckles.
On the Sands, Alivin gives Katany an inquisitive look at that comment, a
grin on his face. Taking another deep breath, he slowly turns his
attention back to the remaining hatchling.
On the Sands, Elif steps back with Macami, knowing it is not her time.
On the Sands, Areia smiles weakly and hmms, stepping back.
Deirdre waves wildly. "S'mus!"
On the Sands, Benden Red Bronze Hatchling stops to reflect a moment,
pondering something as he looks over his shoulder to his Dam and Sire. At
their urging he continues on, pushing past a Tillek lad carellesly, raking
him from shoulder to thigh as he walks over the lad's body. Where is one
that he needs! Where! His head slides from side to side, peering into one
face only to snort and seek another.
Kimber sees another Fort rider. "Hello, S'mus."
On the Sands, Alea winces and moves to help the lad out of the way as
healers run across the sands to aid him.
On the Sands, Alia was about to say something to Alivin, but her eyes go
wide as she sees what the bronze hatchling has done.
S'mus grins. "Deirdre, hello!" He makes his way over to her. "'Scuse me,
pardon me, oops, sorry about that, 'scuse me..."
On the Sands, K'tel winces at the poor lad and moves to help Alea.
On the Sands, Elif winces visibly
On the Sands, Katany stays still, watching the bronze.
R'val makes a face, "Shards, that poor boy."
On the Sands, Alivin pales as the bronze walks over one of teh
Candidates, and he grips Alia's hand even tighter. "Shards," he says
softly, taking an inadvertant step back.
On the Sands, Alea says "Get his other side, K"
On the Sands, Macami seems oblivious to what is going on around her,
staring at her sandaled feet.
Kindre bites her lower lip, nodding to R'val.
Deirdre shifts over to make room for S'mus. "You've missed almost all the
fun. Except for the getting drunk on Igen's wine part."
Alania groans and winces
On the Sands, Jerven winces as he watches the bronze rake one of his
fellows. "Shells," he whispers, though he remains resolutely in place. Do
not show fear, they were told.
On the Sands, K'tel nods and moves accordingly.
On the Sands, K'tyn stops before a robed form, looking up at the young
masculine face. He warbles, speculatively, then butts Jerven in the
stomach.
S'mus winces as he sees one of the candidates get slashed.
On the Sands, Elif takes Macami's hand and smiles encouragingly.
On the Sands, Benden Red Bronze Hatchling stops before a robed form,
looking up at the young masculine face. He warbles, speculatively, then
butts Jerven in the stomach.
V'ral clambers up Tularth's extended forelimb and settles down between
two neckridges.
S'mus says "Oh, shards. My favorite part."
R'val grins, "Ah! The bronze chose!@"
Tularth snaps his wings out, and with a mighty downward sweep thrusts
himself up into the air with the help of his powerful hindquarters.
Tularth takes off carefully from the ledges.
On the Sands, Macami squeezes Elif's hand briefly, then hugs herself
again, gaze downcast.
Seaylin's face turns pale.
Alania smiles "the bronze choose"
Solarith takes off carefully from the ledges.
S'mus gives Deirdre a hug and takes a seat next to her. "How's it going
so far?"
On the Sands, The Benden Red Bronze Hatchling gazes into Jerven's eyes.
R'val chortles, "WEll, the hatching's done, methinks.' He murmurs to
Kindre, "Soon as we hear that fellow's name..want to head down to the LC,
pay our respects to K'tyn and Igen and so forth?"
On the Sands, Elif smiles softly as the last impression is made.
Sabra vaults onto Ivarath's extended foreleg and neatly settles between
his neckridges. The brown's eyes whirl a happy blue-green, and he croons
lovingly, turning his head to watch his rider.
S'mus says "Oh, was that it?"
Seaylin sighs and looks around blankly for Lady Phoenix and that
greenrider.
Kindre smiles, bobbing her head quickly. "Seems in order...I'd like to go
console my cousin as well...if I'm able to find her."
J'riel watches the last Impression intently, and when it's over he turns
in his seat to renew his bond with Lyndrath, rubbing an eyeridge with
luxurious slowness.
On the Sands, J'ven, mindless of the heat of the sands, falls to his
knees, lost in the rainbow regard of this lovely bronze's eyes. Finally,
he tears his eyes away and calls out, to everyone, "His name is Londoth!"
Deirdre says "Well, they've had two bronzes -- both nasty beasts if you
ask me -- and a very charming brown, and some cute blues, and some
absolutely stunning greens who don't hold a candle to Kolith."
Deirdre says "And now we get to go get drunk."
Alania stands and stretches, turning to Rykel "You going home?"
On the Sands, Nimiriel blinks soundly as the bronze chooses. Daelyth lets
out another loud, triumphant bugle, for all her children and their new
lifemates.
Rykel nods and stretches as well. "Early morning sweeps, yep."
Rykel climbs up onto Faerth, settling into his neckridges comfortably.
On the Sands, Macami claps her hands, smiling to J'ven, and then looks
around at the cracked pieces of shell all around, with a low sigh.
Kimber chuckles at Deirdre, "But first, I go home to put the little one
to bed, so that mom can have an evening to herself."
On the Sands, J'ven helps Londoth to a better spot.
Ivarath takes off carefully from the ledges.
On the Sands, Alia lifts her eyes to Alivin's as the last Impression is
made, and she even seems to be a bit relieved as she smiles shakily at
him.
On the Sands, Katany squeezes Dysira's arm once more, then steps away
from her, looking around the Sands.
On the Sands, M'kel quickly steps forward and helps the last pair towards
the Weyrling Barracks.
Alania nods then waves to Rykel
S'mus chuckles. "Sounds like a good time to me."
On the Sands, J'ven strides into the Weyrlings Barracks.
Karitha gathers up her children, straps them onto Ashlith and prepares to
get home through the oncoming traffic.
Karitha steps gently upon Ashlith's forearm and springs to her seat
between her lifemate's first two ridges, and settles herself comfortably.
On the Sands, Alivin congratulates J'ven before looking hopefully around
the sands, his gaze finding only shards of empty shells. He takes a deeep
breath and gives Alia a hug with one arm.
On the Sands, Alea moves to stand behind Dysira and Katany.
From atop Faerth, Rykel waves to Alania and settles her goggles on,
giving Faerth the silent go ahead.
On the Sands, M'kel bows to Daelyth and Promith, then nods towards the
Weyrleaders and Alea before following the last of the Weyrlings off the
Sands.
On the Sands, Areia looks about, finding only shards in an area that
somehow seems suddenly quieter. She tugs at her robe, feeling the heat in
her feet suddenly.
R'val stands, with a grin at Kindre, "Shall we?"
M'llon , with the help of Bromith's foreleg, climbs up onto Bromith's
back and buckles themselves in.
On the Sands, Elif looks about sadly, trying to blink back tears.
On the Sands, Katany pitches her voice to carry across the Sands,
addressing the disconsolate remaining Candidates. "Thank you all, very
much, for Standing at Igen. You are welcome to remain in the Weyr for as
long as you like; we are always glad to have new residents."
On the Sands, K'tel returns his attention to the hatching and smiles
after J'ven and Londoth.
R'lym looks at the Sands, smiling. "Looks like wonderful Hatchlings."
Deirdre grins at Kimber. "We'll save some wine for you."
Deirdre says "It's mostly Tillek here, anyway."
Bromith turns his head to warble at M'llon.
Bromith takes off carefully from the ledges.
On the Sands, M'kel strides into the Weyrlings Barracks.
R'lym stands.
Alania grins and turns to Oerth, giving her a scritch, then jumps lightly
to her back
Alania reaches up to hold the riding straps firmly. With a gentle nudge
from Oerth, she swings up to sit comfortable on her back.
R'val winks at Alania, "See you around!"
Kimber nods. "Well, it'll do in a stretch,
On the Sands, K'tel looks around then bows to the gold and bronze before
following M'kel.
On the Sands, K'tel strides into the Weyrlings Barracks.