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HRW Clutch 33/NPCs

Islander boy and steady bronze

A pair of white eggs, in their enthused tremoring, collide against each other, causing one to fall apart to reveal a steady bronze. He takes a moment to look upward, his initial attention being drawn somehow to his dam, whose also eyeing him for a long breath before a pleased little drop of her chin urges him forward. With his mother's consent, he makes short work of finding a mind to match his and a young islander falls to his knees as Impression is made.

Older woman and dainty green

The second of those initial eggs, continues to rock, falling off its carefully built perch and tumbles, losing pieces of itself along the way until a dainty green is revealed. She's sitting on her bottom, tail tucked beneath her bulk, and she too pauses, jolted out of her attempts to right herself, to look to Ysavaeth. But it's a split second before she's up, shaking the sand off herself and making her way towards the candidates. But is that displeasure in the sniff of her dam, when the little green selects an older woman?

Two local boys and blues

One, two, three: in quick succession, two blues and a green are thrust into the sands, their limbs and wings akimbo. The two blues are quick to seek out their chosen ones, both locals, but the green takes far longer, eventually stopping short in front of a young Blooded boy from High Reaches, whose surprise is only tempered by his joy.

High Reaches Blooded Boy and green

One, two, three: in quick succession, two blues and a green are thrust into the sands, their limbs and wings akimbo. The two blues are quick to seek out their chosen ones, both locals, but the green takes far longer, eventually stopping short in front of a young Blooded boy from High Reaches, whose surprise is only tempered by his joy.

Local boy and solid, cinnamon-bright brown

Pounding from within causes one of the eggs to splinter and then collapse, all structural integrity lost. There's a brown inside, solid and cinnamon-bright; he takes a careful step out of the ruins of his egg, and then another. On the third, he comes face to face with his first candidate, a local boy: Impression is immediate and absolute.

High Reaches Hold Blood and long, lean bronze A flurry of shards marks the arrival of a second bronze on the sands, long and lean and full of energy. Cadejoth seems thrilled with the arrival, trumpeting his joy so loudly the poor creature tumbles in surprise. It's a bold young Blood who steps up to help him, and who, a few moments later, is triumphantly calling his new lifemate's name.

Two greens

Two greens hatch almost at once, if from eggs that sit across the sands from each other. Their movements are completely different, one slinking towards her chosen partner, the other bowling hers over. Still, the end result is the same: two more hatchlings, happily paired.

Local woman and brown

Hatched a few minutes earlier, the solid brown sent flying by his smaller blue brother's actions flails on the sands for a few moments before attempting to right himself. No one comes to his aid, but in the end, it scarcely matters: all it takes is an upwards glance, and then he's found his girl, a local woman who wraps her arms enthusiastically around him. With that, there are now hatchlings left: everything is still.