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Post by stardragon on Nov 28, 2005 15:54:20 GMT -5
(3/6/1 candlemark after dawn)
HATCHING! 4th to 8th egg
As the Candidates watched anxiously the eggs continued to wobble and rock. Finally when everyone was beginning to get on edge the next egg, the one dubbed Star Light Star Bright, cracked in one long split falling in two halves away from the brown dragonet inside. Shaking out his wings the brown moved then to his boys side. Perdas was Impressed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As if that was a signal the Silver Rain egg hatched next splitting into a dozen or more shards to release it's green occupant. The rather large green quickly made for the group of girls around the golden egg. With a cry of defiance she knocked Samana over and stood almost on top of the girl scolding fiercely, Impression was made. Samana soothed the green and then led her from the Sands once the calmer dragonet would let her up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The egg dubbed Nature's First Green hatched next, leaving a beautiful dainty blue standing there looking confused. Looking about for his lifemate the blue began to creel piteously, where was His? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In definace of his little brother's trouble a bronze hatched from The Egg, scattering shell peices in his wake as he ran for his own lifemate Darein. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And while the blue still creeled for his lifemate a fourth egg, The Eye of the Storm, broke, releasing a lovely green dragonet. She too however was confused and looking for her lifemate as well.
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Post by Chance Harebell on Nov 28, 2005 16:00:58 GMT -5
Seeing the confused blue, Banira's heart jumped. Perhaps this was her dragon? Her eyes left the gold egg and followed the blue, her hands clenching even tighter. The poor thing looked so lost, she felt sorry for it...
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Post by Senna on Nov 28, 2005 17:26:02 GMT -5
Teren lost track of herself as she watched the blue floundering and looking lost. Its sounds were heart wrenching- and breathtaking, all at once. She knelt in the hot sand, and then held still, tremulously. Blue, her favorite color, the color of the sky that she always admired while she lay on her back in a haystack back home at the hold- but that was just a part of her. Integral to herself was the yearning to bond with a dragon, to speak with it, to be its rider. Even young and newly-hatched, like the others, its beauty was a thing of power, and its power a thing of beauty. She sighed, with a yearning that echoed the hope in each candidate's heart.
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Post by Melinda-sama on Nov 28, 2005 18:43:38 GMT -5
Marissa heard the sad cry of a dragonet and looked over at the blue. She knew, somehow instinctively, that it was not for her. As she turned back towards the gold egg, she caught the eyes of the sad green dragon. They locked eyes for a moment, then the green broke the contact. No... They must not be hers. At least half of the eggs had hatched by now, and she didn't feel as if any of them were "hers." She looked at the golden egg once again. It was rocking slowly. It would shake for a moment... then pause again. The dragon must be working on getting out, but it hadn't made it yet.
Time seemed to have slowed. Everything was taking so long! She kept reminding herself to breathe--it just wouldn't do to pass out in the middle of the sands during a hatching!
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Post by oelinuial on Nov 29, 2005 10:13:34 GMT -5
Torallen watched as the fourth egg hatched to reveal a brown and for a brief minute was hopeful that this would be his. But it was not to be as he saw the little dragonnet find his lifemate. Sighing he looked away to see if any others had hatched yet. He laughed softly as he saw the little green knock her lifemate over and start scolding.
Then the next egg hatched to reveal a blue and he watched it searching and crying. He started to move towards it but then hesitated, not sure if this one was his or not.
He was then briefly distracted as another bronze hatched and Impressed. He cheered silently and grinned over at the boy who'd Impressed that one. Glancing around he saw the next green emerge but she seemed to be having the same problem as the little blue. Reminded of the still crying blue he looked back over to see where he was.
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Post by stardragon on Nov 29, 2005 17:58:06 GMT -5
HATCHING! 9th to 12th eggs
The little green found her mate first, Adara had been blocked from her view by a larger Candidate. But with a cry of joy she spotted her and crooned happily. {There you are Mine! Why was that other hiding you from Lamorth? I am hungry! Are you hungry? Let's get something to eat!} She told the girl trying to get her to move off the sands with soft nudges. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The little blue finally gave up on crying and with a determined snort he began toddling his way across the sands. {Where are you mine? There you are! What are you doing over there, she's not for you! You're Mine not Hers.} Scolded the blue as he approached Teren anxiously. {You do want Your Zirbeth, don't you?} He asked finally, faltering a bit in his rush to get to the girl he had Impressed to. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There was another small lull in the eggs breaking, only a moment or so this time, barely long enough for the green and blue to be led off the sands, when the egg dubbed Colors of the Rainbow gave a violent shake sending the dizzying egg spinning to knock into another egg causing both shells to shatter.
The second egg, Sunrise Sunset, fell over, the top half breaking off to reveal a larger than average blue dragonet's head and chest.
{Come help your Dracoth Mine.} Demanded the blue of his lifemate. As if drawn by strings Xaria moved to the eggs side and helped the blue rid himself of the bottom half of it. Impression was made. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The average sized green that had precipitated the spin was lying on her back looking a bit confused. {Everything is upside down Mine. Where are you? Why can't Your Wyshriath see you Mine?} The green queried of Banira. Even from across the sands Impression was made. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Another short lull in the eggs, and the egg called Shadow's Fall hatched with little fanfare, simply splitting into two perfect halves to reveal a large brown dragonet. Within second the brown was headed for and Impressed to Arstan. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the aftermath of his large brown brother hatching a blue, on the small side of average, hatched from the egg dubbed, Down Below. He too was quick to find his lifemate in the form of Koria.
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Post by Melinda-sama on Nov 29, 2005 18:16:40 GMT -5
Only three eggs left... Marissa was beginning to think that this time would be like the others--no Impression. She still hoped, however--after all, the Gold was still rocking gently on the sands. Maybe she was the one meant to impress the little Queen? She licked her lips and shifted from foot to foot, the heat from the sands burning her feet through the thick soles of her boots. As she watched the egg rock and shake, she brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, out of her eyes.
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Post by Senna on Nov 29, 2005 19:04:34 GMT -5
Teren's mind spun as she heard the little dragon's voice, laying claim to her. Rising from her knees, she stumbled towards him, her own voice crooning reassurances. "Of course I'm yours," she told him, "Of course I want you! So much!" She choked over her words with giddiness. "Zirbeth," she whispered. Teren reached out a hand, touching the blue dragon. "You are so beautiful, Zirbeth..."
The little dragon butted the girl's hand gently. {Hungry! I'm so hungry,} he told her, and her heart melted again. "I'll feed you, come on," and she started to lead the unsteady but pushy dragonet off the sands. In a daze, she murmered to those she passed, "His name is Zirbeth..." She almost fell leaving the hot sands, Zirbeth unsteadily following after her, with soft but persistent cries of hunger.
Outside the ring of hot sand, the WeyrlingMaster handed Teren a large amount of raw meat, cut into swallow-size pieces for the young dragon. Smelling it, Zirbeth began an odd, endearing chirp sound that was half a growl. With a smile of delight, Teren began feeding her young dragon's voracious appetite. When the Zirbeth had eaten his fill, his belly bulging with the amount of meat, he lightly bit Teren's hands, holding it carefully so she wasn't injured. {My Teren?} he said to her, with a bit of pride and a hint of a question. Teren trembled, but not from fear. "Yes, all yours, Zirbeth," she whispered. "My greedy, beautiful, wonderful dragon." Zirbeth settled then, and stretched his wings with a little yawn that Teren thought adorable. She stared at his eyes, pooling with color. And Zirbeth gave a little sigh of happiness.
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Post by Chance Harebell on Nov 29, 2005 19:08:17 GMT -5
Banira's eyes widened to the size of saucers. She was completely frozen with surprise before realizing that she had impressed. Looking around, her eyes landed on the little upside down green and she hurried over to her, hands shaking as she helped the dragon to right herself. /I'm here now, Wyshriath,/ she soothed, regaining her courage.
((Question Star, I assume we control our dragons ourselves after impression, correct?))
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Post by stardragon on Nov 29, 2005 19:16:59 GMT -5
((OOC yes of course Chance. Goodness could you imagine one person trying to RP 15 dragonets, or more? LOL It's hard enough to make each egg breaking a bit different.))
Weyrwoman Mirinda watched the Impressed pairs as they left the sands, cheering along with everyone else at each one. Still she wondered about the gold, it was slightly unusual to the gold to be the last to break shell, as it now appeared possible to happen, but it was not unheard of so she tried to keep any worries strictly to herself.
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Post by Chance Harebell on Nov 29, 2005 19:30:56 GMT -5
((Lol, I figured as much but thought I'd make sure first.))
{Dizzy now, mine,} Wyshriath complained as Banira helped her to stand. {Hungry to. Hungry, hungry!} "Oh, I know, it's okay," Banira soothed as they exited the hatching grounds. She was more then grateful when given her own supply of meat and quickly set to feeding Wyshriath. The young dragon devoured it eagerly. {Good, good, Mine, more, more,} the dragon chirped. Banira chuckled and gave Wyshriath more.
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Post by oelinuial on Nov 29, 2005 21:56:18 GMT -5
Torallen watched intently as egg after egg hatched and found his or her lifemate. Finally there were only three eggs left and he'd still not Impressed. The usually calm lad was beginning to get worried that he wouldn't Impress after all. With only the three eggs left and all the remaining Candidates his odds were not looking very good right now.
He made sure to smile at those who'd Impressed as they were led off the sands. Torallen was very pleased to see that both the blue and the green had managed to find their lifemates and hoped that one of the remaining eggs would contain his.
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Post by stardragon on Nov 30, 2005 20:02:39 GMT -5
(3/6/2 candlemarks after dawn)
HATCHING! 13th to 15th egg
The semi-circle around the golden egg was smaller now only Ferilla, Marissa and Devona remained. The other girls had already been claimed by dragonets. Seeing this Verdaine motioned one of the slightly younger, and probably not quite ready, female Candidates to move to the gold egg semi-circle. One must give a gold all the choices possible after all, and so Cerika joined the older two girls. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The egg called Red Skies at Night was next to hatch after a longer pause that had allowed the Candidates to shuffle into a tighter semi-circle around the two eggs not golden.
The egg was shaking violently and with a sudden bursting heave the egg shattered into five or six large pieces revealing a small brown dragonet standing nearly on top of an even smaller little green dragonet. Twin dragons! A very rare occurrence that drew everyone's attention from the still rocking gold and Wish Upon a Star eggs.
The little brown, and he was smaller even than the largest of his blue siblings, took a moment to move away from his twin. Sighing as if put upon the brown made his way from one end of the semi-circle to the other. {There you are Mine!} He exclaimed to Torallen. {I'm Nuareth and I'm very hungry.} He added nudging His towards the entrance to the Grounds.
The green meanwhile lay for a moment and only moved when prompted to by her mother. With an effort the tiny green stood and made her way to Cerika Impressing to the girl. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As if not wanting to draw the attention the twin egg had, the Wish Upon a Star egg hatched very undramatically, it's occupant quietly chipping his way out. As a consequence the little brown's Hatching went unnoticed by almost everyone but the boy he found to be His. Jendar was Impressed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the lull that followed everyone's eyes turned to the golden egg, the only one unhatched at this point. While it had been rocking steadily the efforts of the dragonet inside were growing weaker. It had been a long hatching and the boys remaining unImpressed were given the chance to leave the hot sands. The two remaining girls not by the gold egg already where motioned to stay close but were not motioned up to the egg, they were after all only 13 turns old.
As the gold eggs motioned grew to be less and less everyone worried terribly. Suddenly the egg ceased rocking. One could hear the noise of the weyr bowl and hungry dragonets clearly now as all murmuring and motion in the tiers ceased. The dragon's prolonged humming got louder, more insistent as if encouraging the golden hatchling.
Apparently it worked because with one more mighty internal heave the golden egg broke into four even pieces spilling a small gold dragonet onto the sands.
Wobbling to her feet the gold shook off bits of egg shell. {That was very tiring Mine. And I'm so very hungry. Can we eat?} She asked her head unfailingly swerving so that her eyes met Marissa's. Impression was made.
{Oh and I'm Malenth, and you're Marissa. We will be good together. Food now? And something for this itchiness?} The gold creeled as she toddled up to her lifemate.
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Post by oelinuial on Dec 1, 2005 10:31:16 GMT -5
Torallen had been watching the two non-golden eggs with quiet intensity. And when one began to shake violently had focused his attention on that one. He was surprised when it hatched to reveal twins.
His eyes widened with delight as the very small brown spoke to him. Grinning dazedly, "Well then let's get some food into you Naureth."
Still nudging his lifemate, {Good. Now please.}
T'llen laughed and grinned around at everyone else. Then walking slowly so Naureth could keep up he left the Grounds to get some food for the tiny brown.
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Post by Melinda-sama on Dec 1, 2005 10:42:31 GMT -5
Marissa stared in shock, then knelt down and put her arms around her little dragon. "Yes... Food now..." she choked out happily, standing up. She didn't even notice the heat of the sands now as she led her tiny dragon off them.
She was given some meat--by who, she didn't notice--and started feeding her little dragon, still somewhat in shock. The gold was beautiful (at least in her opinion)--the most beautiful dragon she'd ever seen. Even in her ravenous eating, as she gulped down her food greedily, she didn't seem to lose any of her elegance and beauty. {More!} she demanded, as Marissa ran out of food, and she looked around frantically for more meat before somebody rushed more over to her. Giving the man a grateful glance, she continued feeding her little dragon until she was satiated, then she wiped off her hands and got the oil.
"Where do you itch?" she asked, standing ready with the oil. {EVERYWHERE!} was Malenth's emphatic answer. {Make it STOP!} She arched her back in annoyance, and Marissa quickly got to oiling her as one of the helpers stood nearby, ready to give her pointers if she needed them. The dragon's eyes stopped swirling with annoyance and changed to a peaceful blue shade as her itching was soothed. {Much better,} she said, yawning and curling up into a ball. Marissa yawned as well, then sat on the floor.
Now that her dragon's hunger was satisfied, she was noticing some hunger of her own. It had been an early morning, with no breakfast, and with all of the excitement, she was a bit hungry... The better to enjoy the hatching feast, she supposed.
She looked around at the others with their dragons. Most of the dragons were resting now, worn out from the ordeal of hatching. The new riders all were admiring their dragons and lovingly touching them.
She smiled and looked at her own dragon. Malenth was sleeping soundly, both sets of eyelids shut and tail curled up to her nose. The oil made her gold hide shine even brighter.
Somewhere in her mind, Marissa realized that she would have many more responsibilities now--even more than the average dragonrider, due simply to the color of her dragon--but she didn't think about them now. There would be time enough for that later.
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