The Hatching of Gold Mirth and Bronze Talth's Clutch
PernMUSH, July 14, 1991
The World of Pern is
copyright(c) to Anne McCaffrey l967. The Dragonriders of Pern(r) is a
registered copyright. Many thanks go to N'ren and the maintainers of
the original Ista Weyr log page for providing this log. Additional
editing has been done by Kassima.
Mirth's Hatching, 8/31/93, logged by Noren.
You walk out to the sands.
Hatching Sands
The sand beneath your feet reminds you of standing on a beach at midday. Heat
from the sands penetrates to your feet, making you uncomfortable. A full clutch
of 50 eggs could be spread out over the sands, with enough room left for a
dozen candidates to stand around each. Against the north wall is an mound where
a gold dragon can rest while watching carefully over her eggs. To the south is
the entrance off the Hatching Grounds, and to the east are the Galleries. A
small doorway to the northeast leads to a waiting room.
Contents
Decktor
Kirra
Beran
Gifen
Mathex
Gwydion
Kimball
Ainsley
Piral
Saladin
Adela
Zanyr
Myr
Tariana
B'dan
Deyaan
Gwyneth
Talth
Eggs on the Hatching Sands
Obvious exits
Egg Mound Galleries Waiting Room Entrance
Gifen freezes as soon as he walks out onto the sands, but only for a minute,
recovering quickly.
Irina walks out of the waiting room.
the peach egg starts to hop a bit
Mytherial walks out of the waiting room.
B'dan smiles at the Candidates streaming onto the hot sands, and quickly
brushes his hair back out of his eyes.
Beran puts a hand on Gifen's shoulder, guiding him forward.
Adela ohs and minces her feet
On the Egg Mound, Brilliant Gold Egg rolls to one side and stops moving.
Deyaan smiles and winks at some Candidates who happen to be looking her way.
Ainsley looks around nervously, and holds Kirra's and Grainne's hand.
Zanyr takes Adela's hand and gives it a squeez.
The Teal egg trembles a bit
Myr shuffles on the sands in his bare feet, still smiling.
Gifen finds a spot near Beran in the large group of candidates.
Gwydion silently takes his place watching the eggs.
Adela looks at Zanyr and smiles a bit, looking nervous as she lifts her feet a
bit
Tariana takes a space far on the edge of the Sands, near the waiting room door.
Decktor winces at the heat and watches the eggs.
Announcement Amberyl shouts "ISTA HATCHING, spectators to #7755! Please keep
firelizard and other object use down, to prevent lag."
Kirra smiles at a few people who're looking her way and looks down briefly at
the hot sands beneath her booted feet, the warmth bringing color to her pale
cheeks.
Irina shifts slightly on the Sands, smiling at Kirra when she gets the chance.
the eggs in the cneter group start rocking faster
Mytherial walks behind the others to stand alongside some other girls.
Noren shifts from foot to foot occasionally.
Piral takes his place standing around the Eggs, and spares a quick glance up to
the Ledges, as if looking for or at someone.
Mathex lifts his hands, eyeing their steadiness. He shrugs, and moves into
position.
Zanyr is to nervously happy to feel the heat on his bare feet.
Beran stands to one side of the mound between Gifen and boy closer to his own
age, and watches the eggs with a neutral expression. He shifts his feet on the
hot sands, but makes no other motions.
Kimball stands nervously, but confident, watching the eggs.
Pale Ivy-Green Dragonet @emit A copper egg, deep within the pile of eggs,
shudders and shakes, the mottled lines painted along it creating a crazy image
as it wobbles.
Deyaan watches Gifen and Beran, until they are lost in the crowd of other
candidates. She turns to watch the eggs, smiling.
Gifen watches nervously, trying not to look up at the crowds, and trying to
maintain his resolve.
Zanyr releases Adela's hand so he can join the other boys in the circle.
A fine pattern of cracks appears on the copper egg, as it bounces about on the
sands, bashing into it's neighbors sitting nearby.
Adela blinks and looks over at Zanyr but takes her place with the other girls
Gwydion watches the egg with interest.
The female Candidates form a loose semi-circle by the gold egg, after bowing
respectfully to Mirth.
Grainne walks out of the waiting room.
Grainne steps into the ring of girls and takes a place beside Ainsley.
Zanyr smiles back at Adela and turns to the eggs
Pale Ivy-Green Dragonet heads out towards the entrance.
Piral smiles a little, and turns his full attention to the rocking eggs,
rubbing his hands against his robe.
Noren smiles softly, shifting to the other foot.
Ainsley grabs Grainne's hand and squeezes it tightly!
Gwydion steps up beside Noren and grins.
On the Egg Mound, Brilliant Gold Egg starts rocking again
Adela winces a bit and shifts her feet back and forth, trying to relieve the
heat a bit
Kimball shifts nervously
Myr tries to keep from dancing on the sands and is so far successful.
Gifen stands without moving his feet, breathing slowly.
Noren says, low under his breath, "Luck, brothers and sisters."
Kirra looses Ainsley's strangling grip on her hand long enough to shake the
circulation back into it, and turns to look at the larger mound of mottled,
rocking eggs.
Grainne squeezes Ainsley's hand back and watches the gold egg.
On the Egg Mound, Mirth nuzzles her egg and hummms loud
Ainsley seems oblivious to the heat, her eyes on the eggs, and on one gold egg.
Among the other eggs, a grey egg hops and bucks into a green misty egg, and it
settles down cozily next to it.
Adela swallows slightly, wishing for a glass of water and watches the gold egg.
Gwyneth smiles up at Mirth.
Mytherial glances at the queen with a faint hide-and-seek smile and scoots to
the far end away from the crowd.
A blue egg starts to spin crazily, and a crazy pattern of cracks appear on the
surface.
On the Egg Mound, Brilliant Gold Egg hops around in the ring of Mirth's tail.
With a burst of shell, a large brown draogonet appears, and trumpets a small
victorious cry as the shell releases him.
Gifen swallows visibly.
Gwydion grins at the first dragonet...
Irina keeps her eyes on the gold, managing not to shake visibly.
On the Egg Mound, Mirth bugles to her first born son of the clutch
Kimball takes a slight step back, astonished bythe brown.
Pale Ivy-Green Dragonet croons softly, and lurches forward, her tail dragging
awkwardly behind her.
The burnt-orange brown dragonet wanders down the egg mound, bowling into
several male candidates in his mad rush toward one particular white-robed boy.
Several Candidates go round-eyed and white with surprise as the first
hatchlings appear.
Gwydionwatches in fascination.
Beran tilts his head, glancing around as eggs begin popping everywhere.
On the Egg Mound, Brilliant Gold Egg hops harder and a large crack starts
Grainne stands her ground calmly and watches.
The burnt-orange brown bumps into a slight, blonde-haired boy with a creeling
sound, and looks upwards into his eyes. The boy bends, and seems absorbed in
the brown's rainbow gaze. He says, "His name is Renlith!"
Noren looks from side to side, trying to keep everything in sight.
Piral watches the brown across the Sands with an awed look.
Adela takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, trying to calm her beating
heart.
Pale Ivy-Green Dragonet hops forward, to peer up into a Candidate's face. She
warbles loudly, evidently searching for something else, and dashes quickly over
towards Grainne.
Ainsley watches the brown with rapt fascination. She swallows, her mouth
suddenly dry, and turns back to the Egg Mound.
Mathex manages to look .... bored?
Kimball's heart finds a nitch in his throat as he feels the full impact of the
haching
Gwydion watches the green, smiling hugely!
Myr smiles broadly for the boy and Renlith.
Grainne looks around as someone taps her on the shoulder and directs her
attention behind her.
Beran smiles as the first Impression is made, watching the Candidates around
him, occassionally looking at the eggs.
Noren gulps a little witnessing the first Impression.
Gifen watches, holding his ground as the dragonets start to match and approach
the candidates.
Zanyr smiles at the boy broadly
On the Egg Mound, Mirth rumbles to the new pair and thrummms low in her throat
With a audible *pop*, a rosy egg laced with white pops opens, revealing a dusky
green.
With a soft creel, this little beauty slinks out from her shell shards and
peers around the line of candidates. Her hide is dusky and shining from the
egg's moisture. She shakes her tail to get rid of the soft white membrane of
the egg off of it, and heads down the mound to find her lifemate.
Irina turns her attention to Grainne and the green, glancing back at the gold
egg from time to time.
Gwydion watches both greens now, the smile firmly implanted upon his face.
Having been unceremoniously hatched flat on her back, this little green warbles
peevishly, and picks herself up and flutters out her damp, baby wings. Light
reflects of the pale expanse of ivy-green hide, from slenderly built,
wedge-shaped head, down fine sloping neck to the tip of her well-made tail. Her
sheer wings glow nearly gold, they're so pale. After righting herself, she
immediately begins searching amongst the Candidates determinedly, creeling
loudly as she does so.
A tall lanky blonde smiles in astonishment as a navy blue dragonet begins
butting against his legs, crooning.
Grainne watches the gold egg while keeping an eye on the green should she need
to sidestep a galloping dragonet.
Pale Ivy-Green Dragonet peers up extremely close at Grainne, stirring her hair
with her breath. She creels loudly, and stomps off down the line, cocking her
head as she gazes at Ainsley.
On the Egg Mound, Brilliant Gold Egg quivers harder and the crack starts to
spiderweb
Dusky green dragonet walks carefully down the sands, and creels softly, looking
delicately around her at the line of white-robed odd things. Her rainbow eyes
flash as she takes in this obviously puzzling new world.
Zanyr smiles softly at the hatchlings, who are small like him.
Mytherial grins at the myriad of hatchlings rushing to meet their soulmates.
Grainne looks after the little green..
Saladin watches the green with a small smile. He uncrosses his arms and
relaxes.
Gifen is momentarily distracted by making the mistake of looking up towards the
bowl.
Adela looks slightly over at the Greens and keeps one eye on the Gold egg
Grainne looks back to the Gold egg.
Ainsley smiles at the green, entranced by her, and unconsciously holds her
breath.
On the Egg Mound, Brilliant Gold Egg shakes in places and small flakes drop off
Pale Ivy-Green Dragonet shakes her head slowly, emitting a soft creel, before
turning to the side. Abruptly, she falls over onto one side, tripping over her
wing, right in front of gwydion.
Dusky green dragonet hops down into a group of candidates, and butts against
the leg of a dark-skinned young woman, whose wide eyes go soft as she meets the
eyes of the little green. She makes a small sound, and says, "Hello, Syrilith!
Yes, I KNOW you're hungry...oh..."
Mathex turns his head slowly about, watching the rush and hyperactivity with a
bland, emotionless face. His hands remain at his sides, and the only other
motion is the slight, endless shifting of bare feet in searing sand.
Myr begins to become unnervous, looking at the greens curiously.
Brown Renlith and the blonde L'kan are led off the sands by an Istan rider.
Gwydion looks down ath the little green...
Kimball shifts as nervous as ever
Gifen manages to tear his attention away from the crowd, and notices the two
greens impressing near him.
Beran raises an eyebrow at the poor green, watching Gwydion.
On the Egg Mound, Brilliant Gold Egg rocks back and forth in a steady motion
Kirra lets Ainsley's hand go as the girl turns to watch the green, and looks up
at the frantically rocking gold egg.
Pale Ivy-Green Dragonet creels loudly in frustration, as she is unable to rise
to her feet, her wing trapped beneath her still damp body.
On the Egg Mound, Mirth rumbles and wraps her tail tighter
Grainne holds her breath unconsciously as the Gold egg rocks.
Gwydion kneels down and very gently reaches out to help the little green back
up..."Caerful, little one..."
Gwyneth looks up at Mirth and shakes her head.
Decktor grins at Syrilith and her new rider.
Adela swallows as she watches the Gold egg and the little Green
Saladin watches the greens with a thoughtful look on his face, and then looks
up to the humming Gold, before casting his eyes back down to the eggs.
Beran holds his breath, hoping Gwydion doesn't get hurt.
Ainsley whips around to face the gold egg, her ruddy face paling to match her
candidate's tunic.
Irina chews on her lip, keeping an eye on the gold egg.
The fiery red egg suddenly bursts apart, the occupant free at last -- sprawled
on his side in the sand, creeling softly. He extends a wing slowly, knocking a
stray bit of egg off of his still damp body.
On the Egg Mound, The luminescent golden egg wobbles a bit, as it's occupant
struggles to free herself.
Deep Sienna Brown Dragonet
This reddish-brown dragonet appears amidst of a shower of shards, bursting out
of his egg with a loud, sharp roar of triumph. His rich brown hide still bears
flecks of the shell stuck to the dampness left from the egg. He stretches out
his wings and flaps them quickly as he moves forward, the wingbeats propelling
his lithe body over the mounds of sand. He doesn't seem to notice some
Candidates, passing right by groups of them to peer in the eyes of others who
mill around in the range of his direct, piercing gaze.
An tall dark-haired Istan rider leads the dark-haired girl and Syrilith off the
sands, with some difficulty, as the girl is so absorbed in the little
hatchling.
Zanyr bounces a little
On the Egg Mound, A crack appears near the top of the shining golden egg, as it
begins to shake and hop about on the sands.
Mytherial hops out of the way of a hatchling beating a fast path to his choice
of candidate.
Noren begins to smile a little more at Gwydion.
Gifen watches Gwydion carefully, as if concentrating only on studying him. He
doesn't succeed very well in concentrating, though.
Gwydion helps her gently, more worried about her being hert than himself.
Kimball slowly, nervously rubs his hands together.
Grainne catches her breath as she abruptly remembers to breathe.
Adela tilts her head and looks at the Brown a bit, then at the Gold egg
Deep Sienna Brown Dragonet *bugles* a challenge, scanning the line of
white-robed Candidates.
Pale Ivy-Green Dragonet creels indignantly as Gwydion touches her, but then
peers deeply into his face, her outraged cries turning to peals of joy.
On the Egg Mound, The molten egg shudders, and with a loud crack, bursts apart
into two halves, the glowing queen tumbling out unceremoniously onto the sands,
headfirst.
On the Egg Mound, Mirth thrummmms deep in her throat waiting for the new
queen's birth
The pale ivy-green dragonet barrels through a slender red-haired boy, stopping
with a thump before another Candidate and looking up.
On the Egg Mound, Iridescent Golden Dragonet
Wave after wave of rainbow colors ripple across a flawlessly pale golden hide,
still damp from shell cracking. Even with the awkward hatchling's movement you
can't help noticing the graceful lines of the young queen, from her slender
neck to the almost transparent wing sails. As she cocks her delicate head you
catch a gleam in her eye, that matches perfectly the one in her Dam's.
Perth stares up deeply into Gwydion's eyes.
Piral brushes off some sand and shard bits that stung his face when the brown
exploded from his shards. He doesn't take his eyes from the hatchling, except
to look at other baby dragons
On the Egg Mound, Mirth BUGLES!!!
Myr gets an even broader smile on his face now as it seems Gwydion's impressed!
On the Egg Mound, Iridescent Golden Dragonet peers over her Dam's tail and
trillls
Ainsley begins shaking, as what is actually going on around sinks in. She looks
at Grainne and Kirra, her lips trembling. She looks back at Gwydion, a beatific
expr{ssion on her face.
Grainne gasps, concerned that the little gold hasn't hurt herself.
Adela blinks and looks at the Gold slightly, but still tries to watch who the
Brown will pick
Kirra startles a bit at the sound of the brown hatchling's trumpet off to her
side as she turns in response to the ahhs of the women beside her to see the
new queen hatch.
Deep Sienna Brown Dragonet crawls over the sand like molten brown metal, his
tail lashing as he scans more candidates. He crawls over some, leaving groups
of them seperating out, shierking. With a fierce (for his size) roar, he knocks
over one Candidate, fairly mauling him in his headlong rush.
Irina catches herself shaking, and closes her eyes briefly to calm herself.
Gifen takes a step back as the brown bugles, then catches himself, and
nervously steps back to where he was.
Kimball looks in total awe of the brown dragonette.
On the Egg Mound, Iridescent Golden Dragonet pokes her head over Mirth's tail
and shakes of the last egg shards, stubmling she works her way out.
Mytherial squints up at the egg mound and looks at the gold for what feels like
forever, she shakes her head and steps back behind the other girls.
Zanyr beams for his friend and watches the other dragonettes
Irina opens her eyes and begins watching the young queen carefully.
Gifen turns very pale as he watches the brown.
Deep Sienna Brown Dragonet stops in his rush, directly in front of Noren, and
his tail slowly stops lashing as he stares up at the young man. His wings droop
a bit as he relaxes, and he seems fascinated by the figure in front of him.
On the Egg Mound, Iridescent Golden Dragonet is rolled off the mound onto the
sands.
On the Egg Mound, Mirth rumbles as her duaghter moves off, and starts to move
after her
Decktor stares at the Sienna, and then is one of those who moves very quickly
to get out of his way.
Gwyneth moves to stand in front of Mirth.
Beran keeps an eye on Gifen, throwing Gwydion a smile for his Impression, then
looks back at the hatchlings.
Talth trumpets approvingly.
Saladin moves quickly too, and stays in back of a few Candidates.
Gifen suddenly looks very concerned for Noren.
Ainsley shudders at the Brown, and swallows, closing her eyes against the
horrible mauling scene unfolding before her. She looks at the rest of her
friends, an expression of terror on her face. She sighs, breathing deeply...
the deep breath seems to clear her head of terror, and she turns back to the
tiny gold dragonet.
Iridescent Golden Dragonet stumbles and tumbles over to knock Mathex from
behinde
On the Egg Mound, Mirth rumbles at her rider who blocks her path.
Noren smiles incredibly wide for Gwydion, then turns back to watch the newly
hatching dragonets in awe, not sure where to look first, nor where to look
next.
Mathex looks up at the larger gold following her daughter, and his eyebrows go
up. Comments, on the other hand, are refrained from.
Gwyneth shakes her head.
Iridescent Golden Dragonet snorts and picks her self up.
Decktor grins over at Noren and Gwydion, and then watches the gold and Mathex
curiously.
The deep, sienna colored brown dragonet struts forward decisively, his
attention fixed upon the person of a certain young man. He stops abruptly as a
smaller green hatchling barrels past him, but then quickly waddles forward
again, his goal in sight. He jumps forward the final few feet, and peers up at
the young man, stomping one foot imperiously as he starts to creel loudly.
Noren blinks and looks down at the Deep Sienna Brown Dragonet, looking
surprised.
On the Egg Mound, Mirth rumbles once more and settals back down.
Grainne scans the faces of the other promising girls around her and sighs
longingly toward the little Gold, waiting for her to find her lifemate.
Saladin walks over to help up the bleeding Candidate.
Gwydion gently helps the green up..."Be more careful Perth, you might hurt
yourself..."
Kimball's eyes dart from one dragonette to another.
Iridescent Golden Dragonet looks up at the sour faced man and snorts again and
moves off
A quiet, dark-haired boys face lights up with joy as a smoky bronze hatchling
bugles in his face imperiously.
Mathex omphs, falling forward and onto hands and knees. "What in bloody...."
Irina smiles at Gwydion, then returns to watching the tiny queen.
The young Candidate staggers to his feet, with a wave of the hand to people
helping him up. Blood stains his robe, but he seems to be steady, and stands on
his own, favoring one leg.
Iridescent Golden Dragonet tetters over and looks for a happy face, humming to
her self
Iridescent Golden Dragonet stops and her eyes change color, those near her
notice the rumble in her belly.
Kimball smiles a nervous smile . More out of dumbfoundedness than happiness.
Zanyr watches quietly, lost and confused by all the activity
Iridescent Golden Dragonet blinks at the noise and looks sheepish, moving more
quickly wings carefuly extend
Kirra stands completely still, watching the gold consider those in the circle
around her, and manages an apologetic grin for her awkwardness and tension.
Iridescent Golden Dragonet sniffs at the hem of a younger girl.
N'ren kneels down, tears of joy streaming down his face, "His name is Kheveth!"
Ainsley looks at the golden dragonet, awestruck. "Oh, what a beauty she is!"
Mytherial avoides her gaze and concentrates on a green and a girl leaving the
sands together.
Ainsley grins happily as her friend Noren Impresses! "Oh, Noren, he's
beautiful!"
On the Egg Mound, Mirth warbles to the new pair.
Irina smiles gently at the gold.
Iridescent Golden Dragonet blinks and moves one.
Piral smiles for Nor...N'ren.
You give the young dragon a helping hand.
You sense Gifen waves congratulations to you.
Zanyr smiles as he makes something out, and beams for N'ren, and goes back to
looking around dazedly
Gwydion gives the young dragonet a helping hand.
Gwydion walks into the waiting room.
Mytherial notices N'ren and smiles for him!
Decktor grins at N'ren and then watches the mound, looking nervous.
[Some funky editing at this point N'ren went into the waiting room to be
a baby weyrling.]
From Hatching Sands, Myr smiles at N'ren and waits patiently for the next egg
to hatch.
From Hatching Sands, Adela looks over at N'ren and smiles
From Hatching Sands, The starry midnight egg rocks in the sands once, then
stops.
From Hatching Sands, Mathex climbs slowly to his feet, watching the gold move
off with a certain amount of detatched astonishment.
From Hatching Sands, Iridescent Golden Dragonet moves nearer to a small clump
of girls and looks deeply at one.
From Hatching Sands, Iridescent Golden Dragonet shakes her head and moves to
the other one.
From Hatching Sands, Gifen watches the dragonets, controlling his breathing.
From Hatching Sands, The starry midnight egg shivers violently, barely there
cracks appearing to mar its surface.
From Hatching Sands, Adela shifts her feet again and looks at the little queen
slightly
From Hatching Sands, Kimball gulpls dryly watching all that is happening
infront of him.
From Hatching Sands, A creamy white egg bursts open, depositing a Green-hued
Bronze just off the edge of the egg mound.
Slinking from the shell almost shyly, this greenish bronze slides down the sand
mound to land splay-legged, wings flapping themselves dry as he tries to get to
his wobbly feet.
From Hatching Sands, Beran folds his hands in front of him, watching the action
on the sands.
From Hatching Sands, Iridescent Golden Dragonet sits back and blinks her head
cocked to one side
From Hatching Sands, The faint sound of moving sand can be heard coming from
the vicinity of the silken peach egg.
From Hatching Sands, Piral spares a glance at Ainsley, and then at the gold,
before looking back at the other Hatchlings.
From Hatching Sands, In a flurry of shards, the starry midnight egg shatters
around the newly hatched dragonet.
From Hatching Sands, Velvet Green Dragonet
Still speckled with egg shards and gleaming in the bright light of the Hatching
ground, this petite dragonet is a rich and vibrant green. Like the purest
emerald, she gleams and almost seems to shimmer as she moves; it is as if her
hide was made from the finest, softest velvet. She flaps her wings to speed up
the drying, and then stops to shake off shell flakes from her perfect hide. She
turns slowly and makes her way delicately across the sands while holding her
wings out for balance.
From Hatching Sands, Gifen watches the green and bronze hatch, standing his
ground.
From Hatching Sands, Mytherial watches the new little bronze, her heart melts
and peers at the gold for a moment then away again shaking her head...
From Hatching Sands, Ainsley grins somewhat shakily at the golden dragonet,
thinking thoughts of welcome and love.
From Hatching Sands, Irina catches herself swaying, and forces herself to stand
still.
From Hatching Sands, Zanyr blinks at the Bronze-green and smiles a little
From Hatching Sands, The peach colored egg quivers, as tiny faults begin to
break into the shell.
From Hatching Sands, Kimball smiles atthe handsome bronze and beautiful green,
finely relaxing.
From Hatching Sands, Adela sort of watches the other hatchings also, but keeps
an eye onthe little queen
From Hatching Sands, The bronze wobbles slowly, and builds up speed as his legs
cooperate with his will. He stands still, and then turns ninety degrees to run
toward a small knot of Candidates.
From Hatching Sands, Mathex shrugs, and leans forward, brushing his robe free
of sand. That was odd...
From Hatching Sands, Myr imagines himself paired with the green who came from
that starry egg.
From Hatching Sands, The dragonet within the silken peach egg finally breaks
free, sending shards flying everywhere.
From Hatching Sands, Icy Blue Dragonet
His color is like an icy breath from the furthest northern reaches. He is stark
and pale, reminiscent of a frozen lake; smooth and flawless. His wings almost
imperceptably darker than the rest of his body, but when he fans them wide the
difference is noticeable. With a happy bugle, he makes his way around the
half-circle of candidates, searching among them for his lifemate. He is so
hurried in his search to find the right person that he catches his wing-tips in
the sand and is sent tumbling head-over tail, coming to a stop at the feet of
one of the white-clad youngsters.
From Hatching Sands, Saladin watches the dragons and blinks at the sight of the
green nearby. He looks from side to side, watching for barrelling hatchlings.
From Hatching Sands, Decktor gapes at the green and seems to withdraw even
further to the back of the group.
From Hatching Sands, The pale gold hatchling looks from side to side, and stops
suddenly, her attention absorbed totally in the person of one young woman. She
darts forward suddenly with surprising grace, and her eyes turn a deep royal
blue, trilling joyously.
From Hatching Sands, Fianath stares deeply up into Kirra's eyes.
From Hatching Sands, Piral shifts hs feet, ready to get out of the way of a
charging hatchling if need be.
From Hatching Sands, Adela smiles wide at Kirra
On the Egg Mound, Mirth TRUMPETS
From Hatching Sands, Gifen takes a look all around him, started to become more
awed than terrified.
From Hatching Sands, Kimball's smile broadens as he looks upon all the
drogonettes
From Hatching Sands, Ainsley looks at Kirra, her eyes open wide with joy for
her!
From Hatching Sands, Irina grins at her friend joyfully.
From Hatching Sands, Zanyr looks around in confusion, looking lost.
From Hatching Sands, Kirra looks down in wide-eyed amazement, dropping to one
knee to hug the gold dragonet around her neck. "Of course we can, Fianath!"
From Hatching Sands, Icy Blue Dragonet bursts free from his shells, and
trumpets loudly, his head swinging from side to side as he surveys the
Candidates before him.
From Hatching Sands, Deyaan smiles over to the impressing groups of candidates.
A Istan rider pauses by her to whisper something to her, and she nods.
From Hatching Sands, Beran smiles at Kirra and her new lifemate.
From Hatching Sands, Saladin chuckles at the new pairing, and his dark face
animates with interest as he sees the light flash off of the blue.
Keara grins, directing the new weyrlings to the huge bowls of meat as the
dragonet's creeling nearly deafens her. ;)
From Hatching Sands, Ainsley sighs. "I am so happy for you, Kirra, really I
am!" She sniffs and wipes at her watering (with joy) eyes.
From Hatching Sands, A frail looking red-haired girl starts crying as a spring
green dragonet croons to her softly.
From Hatching Sands, Mathex smiles a little at the Impression of the gold, then
turns back to the rest of the dragonets and eggs....
From Hatching Sands, Myr takes his eyes off the hatchlings around him for a
split-second to smile at Kirra and her new golden lifemate.
From Hatching Sands, The greenish bronze impresses to a tall, dark-haired young
man who seems even paler now that he is trying to convince the little bronze to
follow him to the waiting room.
From Hatching Sands, Mytherial nods slowly at Kirra and the gold, her eyes
settle on her sister as she shakes her head.
From Hatching Sands, Kirra lends a helping hand to the golden dragonet.
From Hatching Sands, Kimball chances a glance at the happy Kirra and her new
Weyrmate, then turns back to the other eggs and Dragonettes.
From Hatching Sands, Forest Green Dragonet shakes her head and moves off.
From Hatching Sands, Icy Blue Dragonet heads out towards the entrance.
From Hatching Sands, Forest Green Dragonet peers at a red head for a long while
then moves off
From Hatching Sands, Zanyr blinks at the leaving hatchling
From Hatching Sands, Kirra walks into the waiting room.
From Hatching Sands, Gifen watches the dragonets move around him as he tries to
hold his ground.
From Hatching Sands, Adela blinks at the leaving blue
From Hatching Sands, Beran chuckles as the blue leaves, watching the bemused
expressions around him.
From Hatching Sands, The forest green dragonet hops forward a bit, peering up
into one Candidate's face. She turns to look at another, but trips over one
wing, and falls headfirst onto her face. She creels piteously as she tries to
regain her footing. Inadvertantly, she bumps into one of the other Candidates.
She looks up at her, her creels turning to deep croons of joy!
From Hatching Sands, Zanyr takes a step to follow the blue, then stops
From Hatching Sands, Melisandeth stares deeply up into Saladin's eyes.
From Hatching Sands, Icy Blue Dragonet decides that the Candidates are more
interesting than the sand, and croons happily as he lurches forward, his wings
extended to both sides, flapping quickly to help him maintain balance.
From Hatching Sands, Saladin blinks, and he falls to his knees with a thump.
From Hatching Sands, Gifen tears his attention briefly away from the hatching
to take a look at Mirth and see how she is handling all this.
From Hatching Sands, Saladin holds out his arms and touches foreheads with the
little green. "Melisandeth. Oh, yes...food.." He seems dazed.
From Hatching Sands, Ainsley laughs at Saladin's reaction. "She'll be your
match!"
From Hatching Sands, Decktor grins at Saladin momentarily.
From Hatching Sands, Saladin gives the young dragonet a helping hand.
From Hatching Sands, Adela smiels at Saladin
From Hatching Sands, Adela smiles even
From Hatching Sands, Icy Blue Dragonet trills softly, as he dashes forward,
ambling as quickly as he can down past large groups of Candidates, not slowing
for anyone. He suddenly veers around, and dashes back the way he came.
From Hatching Sands, With a sharp croon, a brown impresses to a short blonde
girl. Nearby, you see a blue impress to a dark-haired boy, who seems almost too
young to Stand.
From Hatching Sands, A bright violet egg spins up on the egg mound.
From Hatching Sands, Gifen watches the blue's frantic movements, nervously
clutching his hands together.
From Hatching Sands, S'din leads the little green out.
Keara giggles at the playful dragonets.
From Hatching Sands, Adela gives a small laugh as the small Blue doesn't know
what to do
From Hatching Sands, Kimball smiles a friendly smile at Saladin.
From Hatching Sands, Zanyr watches all the activity in awed confusion
From Hatching Sands, S'din walks into the waiting room.
From Hatching Sands, A growing net of cracks appeaer on the violet egg. Nearby,
a misty blue egg also starts cracking open.
From Hatching Sands, Mytherial remembers where she is and moves through the
shuffling of candidates and leaving riders.
From Hatching Sands, Icy Blue Dragonet runs along merrily down past Candidate
after candidate, before suddenly turning his head to peer at one boy in
particular, distracted at last.
From Hatching Sands, An almost ethereal blue egg, almost hidden by the deep
mound of sand it rests in, quivers once.
From Hatching Sands, Icy Blue Dragonet screeches to a halt, sending sand flying
every which way as he digs in with his tiny feet. He peers incredulously at
that small boy.
From Hatching Sands, Myr watches S'din go, shuffling his feet again 'cause of
the sands.
From Hatching Sands, Ainsley gasps at the sudden flurry of cracking eggs!
From Hatching Sands, Irina turns as the eggs begin shattering in sync.
From Hatching Sands, The ethereal blue egg digs itself deeper in the sands as
it jerks spasmodically.
From Hatching Sands, Adela wants to laugh at the BLue's antics but keeps quiet
From Hatching Sands, A distinctive, splintering sound is heard coming from the
ethereal blue egg, followed by a very faint tapping sound.
From Hatching Sands, The violet egg shivers, and finally folds open to reveal a
Navy Blue Hatchling.
From Hatching Sands, Zanyr just stares around himself in a daze
From Hatching Sands, Kimball starts to clench his hands nervously as all the
eggs explode around him.
From Hatching Sands, This little blue is a dark, even tone over his glistening
hide. He wanders down the egg mound and seems lost, looking from side to side
with a tiny creel.
From Hatching Sands, Piral lifts each foot from the Sands in turn to cool them,
his view of the clutch blocked by a hatchling Impressing the candidate next to
him.
From Hatching Sands, With a loud *CRACK*, the ethereal egg shatters, rolling
its occupant out onto the hatching sands.
From Hatching Sands, Golden Brown Dragonet
He is deep-chested and golden brown, the same color of lightly toasted bread.
His hide is still damp from the egg, but quickly drying due to the shimmering
heat rising from the sands which seems to capture and enhance his warm brown
aura. He extends his neck as he shakes the sticky sand from his body,and then
freezes. He peers across the sand at someone or something that has him
completely entranced, and warbles a deep bass note. Suddenly, he stumbles
pointedly across the sand in a straight line with intense determination, as if
he knew exactly who his destination was.
From Hatching Sands, Gifen swallows, as he watches a umber of eggs crack at
once. He fights for a minute to control his breathing.
From Hatching Sands, Adela blinks and looks around her as hatchling pop out as
one
From Hatching Sands, Myr mutters, almost too low to make out, "All those
dragons."
From Hatching Sands, Ainsley sighs at the dragonets, each so beautiful.
From Hatching Sands, The icy blue dragonet stumbles amongst the Candiates, baby
claws raking a few as he croons and creels and searches. He lurches, and falls
with a thump a few feet in front of a Candidate, then looks up at him piteously
and creels.
From Hatching Sands, Kalendrith croons softly as he looks up into Gifen's eyes.
From Hatching Sands, Beran grins at Gifen, smiling happily.
From Hatching Sands, Mytherial's gaze is caught by the brown and she backs up
into the candidates remaining as she admires him.
From Hatching Sands, Zanyr smiles widely
From Hatching Sands, Myr says "Gifen!"
From Hatching Sands, Ainsley grins at Gifen! "Good for you! and good for
Kalendrith!"
From Hatching Sands, Velvet Green Dragonet trips along the sands and burys her
nose in it
From Hatching Sands, Gifen freezes, then reaches down to help the blue up.
From Hatching Sands, The golden brown dragonet's movements suddenly become very
purposeful, as he waddle-hops through the clutch of Candidates. He stops in
front of one Candidate in particular, and nudges his head under her hand.
From Hatching Sands, The navy blue dragonet bumps around the Candidates, before
lurching into a burly brown-haired smith apprentice.
From Hatching Sands, Ildranth butts Irina's hand, crooning insistently.
From Hatching Sands, Decktor smiles at the little mute boy. "G'fin, that is!"
From Hatching Sands, Zanyr bounces more!
From Hatching Sands, Decktor er, "G'fen!" ;)
From Hatching Sands, Mathex coughs.
From Hatching Sands, Beran chuckles.
From Hatching Sands, Myr follows Decktor in saying, "G'fen, right!"
From Hatching Sands, Velvet Green Dragonet shakes her head and snorts the sands
away
From Hatching Sands, G'fen smiles as he helps the blue up, then gasps, ands
says, "Kalendirth!"
From Hatching Sands, Adela smiles over at G'fen, her eyes tearing a bit with
joy for him
From Hatching Sands, Irina blinks slowly. "Ildranth!"
From Hatching Sands, Ainsley softly smiles at the Velvet Green. She looks
shocked at Gifen! "You spoke!"
From Hatching Sands, B'dan's mouth drops open, as he hears G'fen speak for the
first time ever.
From Hatching Sands, Zanyr boggles
From Hatching Sands, Adela blinks!!
From Hatching Sands, Beran blinks at G'fen. "G'fen... you... spoke."
From Hatching Sands, Tariana blinks, then smiles.
From Hatching Sands, Velvet Green Dragonet stumbles trying to get the sand out
of her nose and eyes and blunder into Piral and Myr
From Hatching Sands, Deyaan covers her mouth and her eyes fill with tears.
From Hatching Sands, Kimball jsut blinks
From Hatching Sands, G'fen helps the brown up, that is.
From Hatching Sands, Mytherial looks at G'fen and smiles, I guess she's be let
off on those riding lessons )
From Hatching Sands, Piral sidesteps the green, but can't take his eyes from
her, so close to him
From Hatching Sands, Ainsley wantsto throw her arms about the boy, but mightily
restrains herself.
From Hatching Sands, Irina waits quietly to find out if she did, indeed, just
Impress.
From Hatching Sands, Velvet Green Dragonet sneezes sands all over Myr and Piral
On the Egg Mound, Mirth trumpets smugly
From Hatching Sands, Decktor stands in back, and visibly relaxes as no dragons
head his way.
From Hatching Sands, Ainsley looks at the Shimmering Sea-Green Dragonet, and
smiles at her, her face radiant. "I love the whole world right now!"
From Hatching Sands, Myr just stands there, ignorant of the sand all over him,
looking down at her rich hide.
From Hatching Sands, Istan riders lead off new pairs, some barely moving as
they are absorbed in one another.
From Hatching Sands, G'fen helps the blue up, and gets ready to walk off the
sands.
From Hatching Sands, G'fen gives the young dragonet a helping hand.
From Hatching Sands, Mathex looks over at G'fen, a slight smile on his lips.
Ah, yes. He knows of .that. situation.
From Hatching Sands, G'fen walks into the waiting room.
From Hatching Sands, A coppery bronze hatchling rakes a young boy, before
crooning apologetically to him.
From Hatching Sands, Irina is still lost in Ildranth's eyes.
From Hatching Sands, Beran starts to follow Gifen off the sands, then stops,
looks at the remaining eggs and hatchlings, and holds his position.
From Hatching Sands, Ainsley sighs at Mathex, and thinks he knows too much. She
gazes longingly at the Shimmering Sea-Green Dragonet. "You are an exquisite
darling! Yes you are," Ainsley coos.
From Hatching Sands, Kimball let's out a half whisper cheer. "way to go G'fen"
From Hatching Sands, Irina gives the young dragonet a helping hand.
From Hatching Sands, Irina walks into the waiting room.
From Hatching Sands, Shimmering Sea-Green Dragonet stares deeply into Ainsley's
eyes.
From Hatching Sands, Mytherial thinks Mathex thinks he knows too much and makes
a face.
From Hatching Sands, Mathex looks over at Ainsley, then closes his eyes and
bows his head.
From Hatching Sands, Myr smiles over at Ainsly, then returns to look at the
green in front of him.
From Hatching Sands, Ainsley gasps, and smiles at the little green.
From Hatching Sands, Zanyr smiles a little
From Hatching Sands, Piral cheers for Ainsley, before bringing his attention to
the green by him and Myr.
From Hatching Sands, Mytherial smiles for Ainsley!
From Hatching Sands, Adela smiles for Ainsley
From Hatching Sands, Ainsley cries out joyously, "Her name is Inzarath!"
From Hatching Sands, Kimball smiles happily for Ainsley.
From Hatching Sands, Ainsley kneels beside beautiful green, stroking her
shimmery hide. "Oh, you are a beauty, aren't you!"
From Hatching Sands, Myr mutters to Piral in wonder, "She's gorgeous...."
From Hatching Sands, The velvet green picks her way carefully through a clump
of Candidates, shaking her head in frustration. Her eye catches on a Candidate
as she does so. She tilts her head speculatively, then makes her way over to
the Candidate, seeming to sniff him over carefully. Her worried tones turn to
insistent creels.
From Hatching Sands, Cyth nuzzles Piral possessively.
From Hatching Sands, Zanyr smiles as all his friends impress..
From Hatching Sands, P'ral stares, then collects his senses enough to look up
at everybody, eyes filled with joy. "Cyth likes me!"
From Hatching Sands, Mytherial grins at Piral and glances reasuringly to Zanyr.
From Hatching Sands, Kimball smiles for Piral... then suddenly looks around for
Adela...hoping she is ok.
On the Egg Mound, Mirth croons as the last of her children find life-mates
On the Egg Mound, Mirth moves off the egg mound, her claws sinking deeply into
the sand.
This is a list of all of the PC weyrlings and their lifemates, that were paired
on August 31st, 1993.
Gold Fianath - Kirra
Brown Ildranth - Irina
Brown Kheveth - N'ren
Blue Kalendrith - G'fen
Green Inzarath - Ainsley
Green Perth - G'dion
Green Melisandeth - S'din
Green Cyth - P'ral