Logs:Rialeth and Skath's Clutch Hatches

From NorCon MUSH
Rialeth and Skath's Clutch Hatches
RL Date: 14 March, 199
Who: Canus, Davienne, Dalen, Finola, Fiora, J'cob, Jesica, Leah, Maarie, Mia, Mathian, N'gal, Nalar, Niobe, Phoebe, Shannen, Shayna, Taiga, Tania, Tisharen, Vallisneria, Vivian
Involves: Fort Weyr
Type: Log
What: Eggs hatch! Lifemates are found!
Where: Hatching Sands, Fort Weyr
When: Day , Month , Turn (Interval 10)
OOC Notes: Log from PernMUSH.

Dalen gets up and nods to Shayna. "Got mine on!" he exclaims and kicks his cot.

Leah laughs, touching Davienne's head and nodding, "Perfect is easy with a perfect head to work with..."Her voice trails off and she jumps off the bed, hurriedly putting on her robe that she's hung carefully next to her press.

Vallisneria grabs Niobe's hands. "Whatever happens... Friends always?"

Davienne smooths out her robe, takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. She opens them and nervously straightens her covers.

Mia looks at the others getting their robes on and it dawns on her. She quickly slips into her robe that was folded next to her. She slides her pants off over her boots, hopping on one foot.

Mathian is sitting on his cot and looks up as he hears something. "Is that humming?" He quickly grabs his robe changes into it.

Taiga comes flying into the barracks, her face showing signs of a hasty cleaning, still dragging a comb through greenish still curls. "Scuse me! Pardon me!" she mutters to those in her way, and the girl dives for her clothing press.

Phoebe pulls out her robe and yanks it on over her head, her face flushed.

Niobe looks gratefully at Vallisneria and gives her a quick hug. "Always!" she repeats. With a little half-grin, she picks upo Valis's robe and shoves it at her. "Now hurry!"

Dalen looks over at Mia. "Need help?" he asks Mia.

Jesica gets her robe on and her hair pulled back intoa singer runner tail and she takes a deep breath, "Good luck everyone."

Phoebe narrowly misses dumping over her mug of juice. She gives a small yelp and jumps back, bumping into another Candidate.

Canus nods, "Good luck to all."

Tania chuckles at Dalen, nervous and shakey, but still in a good mood. "Oh, you!"

Mia smiles at Dalen and shakes her head after she pulls her pants off with a plop over her boots. She says nervously, "I got it.."

Leah moves over next to Jesica and grins, eyes widening nervously as she runs her hands over her simple Candidate's robe.

Phoebe grabs Davienne's hand tightly. "Oh...I can't believe this is it!"

Vallisneria nods to Niobe doing so. "Hurry yourself!" she says, laughing. It's almost as hurried in here as a handfasting in here!

Dalen nods to Mia, smiling.

Nalar cries out triumphantly as he pulls the robe from his press, hopping simultaneously on his feet as he scurries to pull it over. "I'm nervous!" he calls out, to the barracks in general rather than one person in particular.

Davienne turns to Phoebe and takes her hand, "I know. I can barely breathe!"

Taiga changes quickly, tunic and other clothing articles dropped hither and thither on her cot, shaking hands fumbling with her white robe. "I'm not late, am I?" She frantically asks of someone near her.

Mia tilts her head and closes her eyes as she tries to hear the humming through all the noise of the barracks.

Canus attempts to look calm and collected

Dalen looks green and looks around. "Guys... I don't feel so good..."

Tania sees a sniffiling young candidate struggling with her robes and moves to help her, reasuring her that everything is going to be OK.

Shayna smiles as she scans the room. "Now, in just a second, we will begin our walk to the sands. Maarie will help each of you walk out in order once we get there. Remember, don't get in the dragonets' way! If your lifemate is there, they will find you. And if not, we urge you to stay at Fort and try again. Your lifemate may be there next time!"

Mathian nervously runs a hand over his face and begins to pace in front of his cot.

Niobe blinks. "Ack! Where's my robe?" She spins around. Finally she relaxes. "Oh, I was holding it... Sheesh." With no time to be embarrassed, she struggles to change into the robe, shedding the modesty that had made her flee the "nakie swimming party".

Phoebe nods to Shayna, trying to calm her breathing. "Y...yes Ma'am." she manages.

Nalar finally manages to get the robe on and, after gathering his thoughts for several moments, he looks to Maarie. "Where do we stand?" he asks anxiously, moving forward and back in attempts to dodge Candidates.

Mia nods to Shayna but turns to Dalen and hisses, "You dinna have any cookies today did you?"

Leah bounces over to her friends, taking both Davienne's and Phoebe's free hands into her own, "I told you, I'll be here for both of you no matter what happens today, alright?" She looks over at Shayna, then nods. Her attention caught.

Dalen swallows and shakes his head. "No... No I didn't. I didn't eat at all!"

Shayna takes a deep breath. "Let's go, Candidates," she says, turning with a sweep of her skirts towards the door.

Phoebe hugs Leah and Davienne tightly. "We'll all be out there for each other." she whispers fiercely.

Tania gives the little girl a quick hug, then looks up at Shayna.

Davienne leans down and unties her boots and then reties them in a double knot. She shifts her robe over her shoulders, feeling parts on her body get breezy where they shouldn't be. "I knew I should have had you sew my robe, Phoebe. Shards!"

Mathian looks at Shayna and can only manage a nod... and another... and another. It takes him a moment before he realizes he's still nodding and stops.

Nalar gives a nod at SHayna's instruction, then hurries after the Weyrwoman.

Phoebe manages a quick giggle as she hurries out after Shayna

Fiora slips her arms into her white robe. Sliding on sandals, she pauses to watch the other candidates. "Good luck everyone."

A little ripping at the seams occurrs as Niobe struggles to pull the white robe over her head. Finally succeeding, she follows, pausing only to grab Valis's hand.

Inner Caverns

Fort Weyr Living Cavern

Center of the Fort Weyr Bowl

Fort Weyr Bowl, northeastern area

Niobe quickly grabs Valis's hand, clinging to it as if it were her last resort. "Shards, Valis, I'm so nervous..."

Vallisneria clings to Niobe's hand and nods, smiling at Jesica as if to say she can have her other hand if she wants and nods to Niobe. "I know!" she says, almost in tears she's so nervous.

Phoebe hangs onto Leah's hand tightly. "I can't believe it's happening! I mean, we were just talking about it this mornning, but it's reallyhappening!"

Canus gulps

Maarie follows along with the remnants of the candidates, last to leave the barracks. She gives a sign o Shayna that all's well.

Tania nods, just concentraiting on breathing.

Leah clings to Phoebe's hand and nods, speechlessly nervous.

Davienne looks around and gulps, already shifting on her feet in preparation.

Vivian smiles as she rushes past. "Sheez. How come I'm never where I should be???" She grins and waves.

Phoebe gulps nervously and manages to croak out a faint "Hello ma'am" to Vivian as she passes.

Tania begins murmuringunder her breath. "Finally... finally..."

Vivian says "Best of luck to you all!!"

Jesica takes Vallis hand and she bows her head slightly, "Good luck everybody.'

Shayna smiles once more at the Candidates. "Good luck to you all," she says, and then prepares to walk onto the sands.

Nalar looks around the bowl, searching out Dalen and Canus. "Shards, I had no idea I could be this nervous," he breathes to the two, then smiles at Vivian's wish of luck. "Thanks," he says, voice cracking.

Niobe manages to smile at Vallisneria, and then says weakly, to the whole group in general, "Well, at least the green underwear doesn't show under the robes."

Vallisneria smiles at the girls on either side of her. "Together, always, guys." she says and smiles, laughing with Niobe, "True!"

Phoebe bursts into giggles at Niobe's statement, then sucks in a deep breath.

Tania giggles.

Davienne pulls her hair back in a leather thong and stuffs the curls inside it, leaving some out that won't go in stubbornly. She looks around and smiles at her friends forever, "Luck to you all. Today is the first day of the rest of our lives..." She grins at using the standard cliche.

Mathian takes a very deep breath as he tries to stay in one place.

Leah groans, "I think I've been told that three times in my life so far, Davie!"

Above the southwest area, Abrieth spreads her wings and launches off her ledge.

Mia smiles and nods for she canna speak for she is too nervous.

Phoebe nods, tugging on her own braid nervously. Her eyes are glued to the entrance to the Sands though.

Above the southwest area, Abrieth wings her way northeast, towards the center of the bowl.

Tania giggles. "No matter what..." her voice shakes. "I'm glad I've made so many friends."

Dalen reaches one hand out to Mia. "Mia... We'll be okay,right?' he asks, needing reassurement more for himself than anyone.

Niobe groans. "Davi, why'd you have to remind me? The fact that we're already having our lives decided by the proceedings of a few hours has already made me unable to speak..." She realizes she is starting to babble. "Well, not quite. I -can- speak. Sort of." The last two words are more squeak and speech.

Taiga slips off the sandal with the broken strap, eyeing the entrance to the hatching cavern with trepidation. "Ooooh," she mumbles. "Wouldn't you know, /now/ I break'em." But it's not like there's much she can do, so the sandal gts put back on, broken strap flopping.

Mia takes Dalen's hand and squeezes it. She smiles brightly at the boy and nods.

Maarie announces, "Calen! Dalen! Davienne! Let's get going onto the Sands!"

Nalar takes a deep, calming breath and, once again, closes his eyes as he tries to gain composure. "Keep calm. Keep your feet moving. Remember to breath," he murmurs repeatedly, acting as bad as a blond.

Dalen smiles and nods, sweat already begining to form on his face.

Mia let's go of dalen's hand.

Davienne looks at Leah and Phoebe with wide eyes and turns to follow Maarie out to the sands.

Phoebe watches the two boys enter, then gives Davi a quick hug before she leaves too.

Mia looks at Taiga with a frown. "Can you walk in them?"

Leah watches Davienne with wide blue eyes, a worried experssion on her face.

Phoebe twists her hands in her robe, crushing the material nervously.

Hatching Sands

J'cob turns to watch the incoming Candidates enter, falling silent as he views the procession of white-robed hopefuls, a slight smile gracing his lips.

Dalen bows to the dragons and leaders on the sands, and clears his throat, looking around and walking to take his place in the semicircle

Davienne gives a bow to the Weyrleader and Weyrwoman and another bow to Rialeth and Skath then joins the others in the semicircle before the eggs.

Jesica bows to Rialeth and Skath and then Vivian and N'gal before taking her place next to Fiora in the semi-circle.

Mia swallows hard before she curtseys to Rialeth and Skath. She then follows the others with quick, graceful steps to find her place on the sands.

Rialeth rumbles softly as she watches the Candidates take up their place. Her eyes whirl a soft blue-green.

Leah comes in on Jesica's heels, pausing only to bow to the sire and dam of the clutch, then again to their lifemates and the Weyrleadership. She hurries after Jesica, moving to her place in the semi-circle.

Fiora moves onto the sands with a grimace at the heat, and bows to Rialeth and Skath. She walks quickly, more hops quickly, towards a corner of the sands. She eyes the eggs nervously, her hands shaking and even whiter than usual.

Shayna watches the Candidates proudly as they enter onto the sands. She glances over at Rialeth, then turns her gaze to the eggs briefly.

Nalar walks quickly in after Mathian and Mia, eyes closing again briefly before he takes the first step on the sands. His attention is immediatlely brought to Rialeth and Skath, and the best bow he can produce is given before he hurries into his spot in the semi-circle.

Mathian pauses to bow repectfully to Rialeth and Skath before he quickly walks to the semi-circle.

Skath joins in his mates greetings as he too watches the procession make their way onto the Sands.

Davienne reaches out for Leah's hand as she eyes the sands carefully.

Phoebe hurries over the hot sands to where Davienne and Leah are standing. She grabs Leah's hand tightly, giving her friends a weak grin.

Leah scoots over closer to Davienne nervously, taking her friend's hand and gripping it tightly. She exchanges a smile with Phoebe, who's appeared on her other side.

The stoney granite egg begins to shudder lightly, swaying softly within it's home in the mound. Sand grains begin to crumble away from the base of the egg at the stirring of life from within.

Niobe walks in, looking more confident than she is, and curtseys gracefully, if not a little wobbly to Rialeth, and then to the riders on the Sands, just for good measure.

Phoebe darts a quick look to the stands, as if maybe she heard a voice she recognizes. Then she turns back and smiles tentatively to the hovering Gold dragon

Niobe sees the egg shakes. This is it, it's really happening. She finally has time to slow down. Blinking a few times, she looks back towards the door, looking for Valis to come in, wringing her hands just a tad.

Jesica holds tight to Leah and Fiora's hands as she see's the first egg start to rock, "There's one moving." she says softly before biting her lip as her wide eyed gaze drifts over the eggs.

Phoebe gulps. "Did you see that?" she whispers. "It's moving. Shells, it's moving."

Mia wipes her hands on her robe.

Davienne smiles at Leah and Phoebe as they stand together for the first time on the hot sands. She starts shifting her feet as the heat rises up the leather soles. Nodding to the eggs, she leans over to Leah and says, "They look even more shiny then at the touching."

Mathian has his eyes on the mound of eggs and gulps visibly as one of the eggs begins to move.

Vallisneria walks in and look around for Niobe. She nods to the leaders and their dragons and makes her way into the semicircle, holding hands with Niobe.

Taiga steps out onto the sands, wide eyed and clearly nervous, her face pale despite the waves of heat that stir her curls. A short bow is given to Rialeth, and another to the riders, jerky in her nervousness. Courtesies done, the short girl scampers to a familiar face, Mia.

Niobe smiles a little at Vallisneria, and gestures to the stony granite egg, whispering softly, "It's moving! It's actually happening, Valis."

Nalar turns his gaze--once he's found a suitable position near Canus and Dalen--to look upon the Candidates now making their entrance. He brings a palm against his brow, impatiently wiping it, then, on his robe. His feet continually shift, with him wincing as he does so.

Tania places herself near the middle of the semi-circle, bowing to Rialeth and Skath before watching the moviing eggs.

Mia smiles and takes the girl's hand. She gives her comforting squeeze.

Phoebe shifts her feet a bit, finally beginning to feel the heat of the sands through the soles of her shoes.

Leah nods to Davienne's words, then blinks at Phoebe's. Movement? Where? Her eyes scan the eggs, searching for the tiniest wiggle or the teensiest sign.

Vivian reaches over and gives N'gals arm a quick squeeze as the eggs move. She casts a quick glance over at Shayna and grins.

Dalen blinks at the moving eggs, and swallows, shifting feet on the hot sands, the boots not keeping the heat out as well as he had planned. He looks around at the candidates in a semicircle, his eyes wide, knowing fully well that some will be going off the sands with their life mates, and others won't. So any friends...

Tisharen bows deeply where appropriate

The stoney granite egg rocks itself so hard that it tilts askew. It pauses, dangling mercilessly at the ledge of its sand pile.

Vallisneria watches the eggs. "really Niobe?" she asks and gasps gently as she sees an egg move. "Oh my!"

The fools gold egg gives a sudden jerk against the hot sands, the movement sending a spray of particles out toward the Candidates as they await in semi-circled formation, almost as though the hatchling inside is drawn inexhorably in the same direction.

Tania shifts, and calls out. "I moved! I really did! Did everyone see that!?" She points.

Canus smiles at the rocking egg

Mia closes her eyes as she takes a deep breath. Visibly she relaxes before she opens them again and her mind is calm and focused as she shifts on the hot sands.

Taiga clutches tightly to Mia's hand when it's offered, and flashes her friend a smile. "I think my heart's going to leap out of my throat," she jests, her voice still high and nervous.

Davienne lets go of Leah's hand to wipe the beads of sweat from her brow with the back of her hand. She sees nothing in front of her but the wavering image of the bright colored eggs on the sands. One moves and she catches her breath, grabbing Leah's hand once more.

Phoebe swallows hard."There!" she says to Leah, pointing quickly before taking her friend's hand again.

Mathian seems unable to keep both feet planted on the ground. He gulps again as he continues to watch the eggs.

Niobe covers her mouth with her free hand. "Oh.. it won't fall, will it?" The question is more to herself than to anybody else. Glancing over the eggs, to the queen, and then to Valis, she closes her eyes a moment before steeling herself against the choking excitement.

Fiora wipes a bead of sweat that rolls down from her brow, her feet continously moving a the heat blazes through her sandals. She smiles to the candidate closest to her before turning to catch sight of the moving egg.

Near the rear, the skewed, sandy egg falls over itself. After another couple of rolls, it shatters into several pieces, much like broken dishware. A clumsy ochre brown trips over his wings, squealing as he tries to get across the sands towards his chosen Candidate. He falls on his nose in front of Tyvor, but shrugs off the lad's assistance to fall into Jadder. The two collapse in a heap on the Sands, and Impression is made.

The stoney granite egg lurches into action again, bouncing up as the action stirs again from within.

Leah spots a movement out of the corner of her eye, their blue irises darting to see if she can find the source. Craning her neck, she realizes that not a single egg, but multiple eggs are moving! She gasps at this realization, clinging to her friends hands more tightly.

Mia glances at Taiga and whispers, "Just breath in and out Tai..."

Vallisneria swallows and looks over at Niobe and mouthes the words "Together, always." she nods and looks at the eggs, her eyes wide. She smiles as the impression is made.

Jesica shivers as her feet lift off the sands in the candidate hot-foot dance and she watches the eggs, biting her lower lip, "Breath, Leah, we'll be alright."

Dalen smiles at the impression and nods. "Good pairing..." he mutters, shifting his feet back and forth.

Tisharen remains oddly quiet.

Phoebe stares at the eggs in front of her,eyes wide, shifting back and forth from one foot to the next.

Shayna brings her hands together in delight as the first Impression is made. She reaches out to squeeze Vivian's arm. "Lovely brown," she comments.

Shannen's eyes narrow as the eggs give those initial shakings, scrutinizing gaze sweeping over the candidates before she takes a step toward those first Impressions, muttering a few things to her an assistant before the weyrlings are led off toward the holding room

Nalar misses the first Impression--he's busy reminding himself to breath, to move his feet, and to watch out for hatchlings. He casts a glance at Dalen, confused. "Pairing?" he asks, then turns his gaze and nods in understanding. "Oh, I see," he murmurs.

"It's so big, and so perfect!" Davi breaks her hold on phoebe's hand and points out to the brown hatchling, she watches it impress one of the candidates and breathes out, "That's how it is then..."

Tania gulps as a very quick impression is made. She wipes the sweat off her face, wishing now that she'd kept her hair up in braids. She turns her attention back to the rocking eggs.

Leah points with her hand that's twined with Davienne's, "Look! J'der! With a brown!"

Vivian beams happily back at Shayna, nodding her head. "He's lovely!" She gives N'gal a quick grin before returning her concentration to the eggs.

Niobe simply stares as the first Impression is made. "Jadder! Hey, it's Jadder!" Quickly covering her mouth, she simply watches, eyes wide.

Phoebe turns her head, just in time to see the brown and his new lifemate leave. "Oh! Oh!"

Mathian sighs at the first Impression, then quickly returns his attention to the eggs. Sweat is beginning to drip down his nose, and he wipes at it absently.

Taiga nods her head, still greenish curls bobbing. "I'm breathing. Now if my knee's just hold." Beginning to shift her feet at the heat, each step with her right foot sends a little spirnkle of sand flying, as the broken strap flicks. "You okay?" she asks.

The stoney granite egg bounces violently upon it's mound.

Dark streaks appear on the Stoney Granite Egg. Two thunderous *CRACK*s cause the streaks to widden into a webwork of fissures and cracks. Large fragments of shell fall to the sands as the tip of the dragons nose breaks through. A heartbeat later the entire egg shatters to finally release its contents to the heat of the sands.

Liquid Springtime Green Hatchling

Bright agility infuses the movements of this delicate, leaf-green dragonet with liquid grace. Autumns burnish turns towards brown over the fragile spars of her airy wings, extending to dapple the translucent sails. Springs yellowed hue lights the fine sculpting of her muzzle and the glinting points of her talons. Even the underside of her belly is stained in this insubstantial color. Temperate and brilliant, she is unbreakable despite the smallness of her stature, head held high in effervescent pride.

The sound of cracking, rocking eggs, the colors swirling, glowing. The white of the robes swaying like beacons amidst the colors.

Mia's eyes are wide, as she uses the tip of her tongue to moisten her lips.

Vallisneria blinks at the greendragonet and squeezes Niobe's hand. "Niobe!"

Jesica gives a faint gasp as she see's the green hatch, "Oh she's lovely."

Nalar reaches out to grab at Dalen's shoulder. "Look, a green!" he whispers, eyes wide in awe and speculation. "She's really beautiful, isn't she?"

Tania ohs softly. "A Green... she's so pretty..." She whispers to no one in particular.

Tisharen mumble something to himself

J'cob eyes the green, and nods to Shannen with an approving glance.

Phoebe turns at Jesica's gasp and spots the green dragonnet. She wipes the sweat from her brow, her eyes growing even larger.

Niobe nods, without looking at Valis, her eyes are so drawn by the perfect little dragonet. "So perfect... small, delicate, and perfect."

Dalen smiles as the green hatches and grabs at the front of Nalar's robe. "A green!" he says and smiles. "She is... She Certainly is, Nalar." he says, letting go and watching.

The fools gold egg seems to ripple convulsively all of a sudden, then jumps and judders across the sands a few meters toward the Candidates before coming to a standstill as if bracing itself before its ultimate effort.

Davienne stands partly in shock and partly in surprise as the green hatchling emerges into the world. She swallows and just watches quietly, not knowing what to say or to think.

Shannen returns J'cob's nod from a little ways off, skirting around the edge of the candidates as she returns to her vantage point near the holding room.

The girl next to Mia points excitedly at the green hatchling.

Tania notices a jump out of the corner of her eye, turns to it, then sees the dragonette out of the corner of her eye, and turns to that, her eyes begin to cross.

Mathian gives the green a long look as she hatches, but as other eggs crack, his eyes dart here and there to catch a glimpse of their contents.

Nalar's eyes drift--for the briefest of moments--to look at the weyrwomen, and to the Weyrlingmasters. Soon after, he returns his gaze to the hatchling, eyes darting around the sands to watch for other hatchlings.

Fiora's face glows as she watches the green free herself from the egg. "What a beauty she is! She'll make someone very happy."

Jesica blinks and swallows as she see's the Fool's gold egg convulse, then her eyes draw back to the green once more to see what she's doing or if she's just standing there.

The fools gold egg jerks quietly, the rhythm of its movements against the sand gaining momentum and fervor, ripples rising madly across it's convex surface faster, ever faster!

Tania tries to look at all the movements at once her eyes are crossed now.

N'gal hooks his arm around Vivian's, giving her a quick hug but keeping his eyes on the Candidates and the hatchlings.

Mia takes a deep breathe to try clear her mind to focus and not to drift in dream and loosing herself in all the colors. Her feet shift, automatically, right... left... then right again.

Canus grins in anticipation

Leah tears her eyes off of J'der and his new brown, eyes searching out this Hatching and that. Her eyes fall on the green and widen, her stance shifting from a nervous one to one of fear at the young dragonet so close to them.

Liquid Springtime Green Hatchling crunches over her egg shards, pausing atop the remanants of the sand pile for a few brief moments. With decided force, she brings herself forward, creeling as she carries herself.

Tisharen watches with wide eyed wonder as the hatchlings begin to emerge. He catches site do the green and grins with delight. "She's beautiful!"

Vallisneria watches the green spring forth like a fresh bud in the early throws of the year, reaching up past the crest of the snow. She shifts her feet quietly, watching the hatchling progress, holding Niobe's hand.

Niobe's rapt attention is torn away from the green for a moment, to stare open-mouthed at the fool's gold egg. Suddenly her eyes dart back to the green. "Ooh! She's moving towards us Candidates!" She hangs on Valis's arm, and it's a wonder that the poor girl's arm doesn't drop off.

Taiga shifts from foot to foot, grey eyes darting from rocking egg to rocking egg, alighting on the green hatchling occasionally. "So fast..." those nearest her can here her murmur.

Tania lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding when she hears the creal. "Oh, don't worry little one, you'll find your lifemate..." She murmers under her breath.

Phoebe's attention is drawn, like a moth to flame, to the fool's gold egg as it rocks wildly. She stares at it, fascinated.

Dalen watches the green move across the sand, mezmorized by the glimmering beauty she is, like a mirage on the sands. "Nalar...." he murmurs quietly. "She's stunning..."

Mathian eyes the fools gold egg curiously, watching it move. His feet move with a mind of their own, shifting, shuffling, and hopping. He doesn't seem to notice any of it, though.

Davienne watches all the candidates in the circle, delighting in their open and surprised faces. Taking everything in and memorizing it, Davienne squeezes the two hands she holds tightly and whispers, "Luck." She turns her eyes back to the green hatchling, holding her breath.

Nalar nods in silent agreement with Dalen, eyes transfixed on the creeling form of the green. "She is..." is all that is murmured in return.

Jesica breaths a little faster as the eggs continue to rock and then Springtime green starts moving, "She's started her search, just remember to get out of their way if they look like they want to go by." she says, though is it for the girls beside her, or more instructions said to herself as her feet lift and settle on the hot sands.

Leah clings to Davienne and Phoebe's hands, rapt awe written all over her face at the sight of the green coming towards them. She shudders, eyes never leaving the little green form of the dragonet.

Niobe's feet suddenly start to move. "Oh, these Sands are -hot-!" she exclaims, feet shifting as the heat penetrates her shoes.

A smallish beige colored egg splits with a rending crack. The blue emerging from the shards is quick and decisive, and he heads directed for a beanpole-thin lad from Fort Sea Hold. The boy sinks onto the sands in wonder.

Rocking gently back and forth as he lifts first one foot and then the other, Tisharen keeps his eyes rivited on the little green. "I wonder who she's looking for." Brushing a bit of hair from his face he grins at the Candidate next to him, giving a little shrug.

Tania shifts from foot to foot, not even noticing the blue's hatch and impression.

The fools gold egg seems to give off sounds--creaks and groans, and little mewlings--as its surface ripples and shudders. The pace of it's rhythmic convulsions reach an almost alarming level, sand spraying every-which-way across the cavern.

Mia's eyes light on the green. She smiles at it's first steps and says to Tai in a whisper, "Look, she is coming towards this side," as rocks gracefully on the sands.

Liquid Springtime Green Hatchling carries herself a bit too forcefully over the sand, not accustomed to her legs yet. She rushes at small grouping of candidates, creeling as she tries to keep herself stable. She does manage to avoid the fall, but is brought quickly before the small grouping.

The new bluerider is allowed his moment before a more seasoned blueriding assistant weyrlingmaster bends down to get his atention. A few seconds later, the boy, the blue, and the assistant step off into the holding room with a satisfied nod across the sands from Shannen.

A loud *POP* draws your attention to the Fools Gold Egg. Several large striations quickly grow into a myriad of cracks as the egg finally falls apart, and a young dragonet falls to the sand, bawling loudly.

Ruathan Runner Bronze Hatchling

A marvelously flecked blend of copper and roan, this magnificent bronze seems fully aware of his impressive appearance. From the lofty tilt of his sorrel muzzle and eyeridges to the deep liver hues of his tail, he is at once a cacophony of color, yet oddly balanced and complete, with each separate patch of tone complementing its neighbors. The spread of his wings reveal the terra cotta undertones of his flanks and thighs, these contrasting with the near golden streaks which grace the sails themselves, crisscrossing on his back like an emblazoned harness. And it's quite possible this bronze is aware of his unique attractiveness as he carries himself with the seeming self assurance of a dragon turns his elder.

Phoebe shifts back and forth, sweat beading on her brow.

Vallisneria blinks at the green dragonet and holds Niobe's hand tightly.

Tania flinches as the green stumles around.

Tisharen grins in anticipation.

Dalen almost punches Nalar at the sight of the bronze. "Nalar, my man, look!" he exclaims and hops around happily. "He's a strong one!" he says excitedly and grips the man's arm.

Nalar's eyes are drawn at the pop, and his eyes go wide at the hatching of the bronze. His hand instinctively gropes Dalen's shoulder, a bit forcefully, as he whispers in awed admiration, "Lookit that beauty...."

Phoebe gives a small gasp as the bronze hatchling emerges. "He's lovely..." she breathes, continuing to lift first one foot, then the other.

Niobe looks over at the bronze. Eyes captured for a moment by its young and seemingly helplessness, she tears her eyes away. She has no chance for that one. The violet eyes turn back to the green, hopefully.

Grins at the floundering green but then lets out a loud gasp as he spies the bronze. "Shards! He's a handsome fellow isn't he!" More of a statement than a question. He tugs on the sleeve of his neighbor, pointing to the bronze with obvious excitement.

Davienne watches the blue impression and smiles to herself, "He looks so happy." Her attention is caught by the sounds of the candidates next to her and she turns her eyes to the bronze, she breathes out, "Lovely..."

Jesica gives a gasp as she tries to avoid the green heading for the candidates and then she see's the bronze hatch, "Oh he's wonderful." she says as she see's the bronze for a brief moment, eyes drawn back to the closest hatchling though.

Taiga nods hastily to Mia, her eyes glued to that green. "Oh, d'you think? Maybe?" She answers. Quicktime, her feet lift and shake, that strap of her broken sandal waggling in the air with each lift of that foot.

Mathian is watching the fools gold egg when the bronze hatches. He gazes the handsome hatchling, his eyes in constant motion, examining every detail. "Wow." The word comes out as something barely above a whisper, but his mouth makes a visible "o".

Mia shifts on the sands, almost like a dance as she watches the egg hatch while a bead of sweat rolls down her nose, unnoticeable and unchecked.

Tania sees the bronze out of the corner of her eye, and smiles, nodding. But her attention is still drawn to the green.

As the blue dragonet hatches, Fiora's eye open wide. Hopping from the heat underfoot, she watches intently. "What a beautiful shade!" She gasps. Her darting head moving quick as she still pays mind to the green's chosen path.

Nalar somehow manages to catch bits and pieces of commments about the bronze over the din of the cavern, and a bright smile plays to his lips. "Now -that- is a bronze," he murmurs.

Tisharen gasps as the bronze hatchling appears from his egg. "Oh he _is_ a handsome fellow, indeed!" He watches with obvious amazement as the hatchlings emerge.

Leah rubs her head on her shoulder, trying to wipe away the beads of persperation that are there. Her eyes lift when she realizes another Hatching has broken shell, though relief washes over her at the sight of the bronze.

Ruathan Runner Bronze Hatchling lets out a hugely loud creel as he is deposited onto the sands, then even more abruptly, clamps his mouth shut as he realizes he has an audience. Tri-cornered head lofts elegantly upward, held gracefully upon a neck of noble proportions unusual in a Hatchling. The bronze slowly rises from his sandy purchase to regard his audience, and, eyes spinning madly with orange-red hunger, he takes his first step--though probably his last ungainly one--toward his lifemates, an air of command in the very attitude of his tail.

Taiga wipes a sweaty palm on her robe, bunching the white fabric up as she clenches her fist.

Liquid Springtime Green Hatchling scans the grouping of candidates before her, red eyes shifting rapdily with hunger. Her creeling dissipates as she ends up before a strong young woman, her hair almost as red as her eyes. She stands before Jesica, lowering her head to butt against the woman.

Dalen watches the large bronze hatchling, mesmorized. He shifts quietly.

Vallisneria smiles at Jesica, biting her lip and nodding to her as if to say she knew it would happen.

Phoebe turns to the woman standing directly next to her and gives a delighted smile. "Oh, Jesica! Oh, congratulations!"

Tania gasps as the green choses Jesica. "Oh, congrats" she breaths, but she knows she can't hear her.

J'cob watches the Green dragon create yet another greenrider. This, naturally, brings a smile to his face. "Can't get enough of those greens..."

Niobe looks over at Jesica, and fairly beams. "Oh, Jesi!! Congratulations! She's beautiful!"

Mia smiles at the bronze then turns to look at the boys, "He's so handsome!" She yells over to them, then blushes as her she thinks her voice carries. Out of the corner of her eye she sees the green before Jesica. Her smile widens and her eyes sparkle before she adds, "Congrats Jesica!"

Davienne watches the bronzes step forward and she chews her lip. So many things to look at at once. She looks over at the green hatchling and smiles brilliantly as she sees Jesica Impress.

Nalar's eyes go wide and a huge smile breaks. "Jesica! I told you that you'd Impress!" he says, almost proudly as he returns his attention back to the bronze.

The mother of pearl egg gives out the tiniest of shudders before lying dormant again. As if in all of the tumult around it this egg didn't want to be forgotten or overlooked.

Leah cranes her head, having lost sight of the green when her gaze was torn to the bronze. She looks at Phoebe, realizing her words and their meaning, then grins, "Oh, good for Jesica!"

Jesica blinks as the green butts against her and her eyes widen as she lets go of the hands she was holding and her hands cup her lifemat's head, "Oh Trisseth, you are abosuletly wonderful, and you are just as clever." she says as tears run down her cheeks.

The hatching of the bronze is noted and admired with respect do it. Turning to Jesica she calls out. "Congratulations Jesica."

Canus looks about at the comnstant shaking at noise with an odd look in his eye

Mathian grins at the bronze. "What a magnificent dragon he'll be..." He watches the hatchling's every move, as if he doesn't want to loose sight of him. Voices reach his ears, and he turns to smile his congratulations to Jesica.

Tania sees another egg shaking, one that catches her attention above the rest. She wipes more sweat from her brow, and watches it.

Taiga's eyes have been fastened to that green, hardly wavering. As she comes to a halt by Jesica, her breath catches audibly, before the girl lets loose a whoop! "Jesi! Oh, Jesi!"

Shannen, only just catching the little green's Impression, ducks her head slightly as she navigates a path toward the weyrling. A firm nod greets J'cob's word, heard as the weyrlingmaster passes him to arrive near teary-eyed Jesica. "I've no doubt she's hungry, and there's plenty for her to eat over there," with a toss of her chin toward the holding room. "Why don't you and Trisseth follow me?"

Tisharen tries to watch all the eggs at once, nearly going cross-eyed

Mia smiles brightly at Jesica but catches her breath when she sees the mother of pearl egg shudder.

Jesica looks up and nods a bit to Shannen as she sways a bit, "Come on Trisseth, lets go get you fed."

Ruathan Runner Bronze Hatchling strikes out toward the Candidates, steps staggering at first as he repeatedly furls and unfurls his still-wet wings. Gaining his balance quickly, however, the young bronze trumpets demandingly at the white-robed humans. His voice is callow with youth, but his mein is all male, all courage and determination as he steps forward to find his lifemate.

The mother of pearl egg shudders once more. The hatchling within managing to flip the egg over on its side as it struggles for freedom.

J'cob steps over to where Shannen had stood, and carefully watches the candidates, he quickly wipes his forehead clean of sweat.

Phoebe watches Jesica leave with her new lifemate, then turns her attention back to the eggs on the sand. She hops a bit, first on one foot, then on the other.

The rainbow swirled egg rocks back and forth ever so slightly, seeming to vibrate as its inhabitant begins to grow restless within. The grains of sand slide down the lip of the mound in an miniscule avalanche toward the semi-circle of candidates before the egg returns to its rest.

Dalen watches the bronze dragonet, his eyes wide and admiring. He looks at Nalar. "Nalar..." he says softly, not really meaning anything, just saying it as though to make sure the candidate is still at his side. His feet shift from left to right, on the hot sands.

Nalar watches the bronze with awestruck vision, a hand vainly going to shield his hair--where it had been cut off by female Candidates. "Whoever Impresses him has to be one of the luckiest sharding Candidates on Pern," he comments wistfully to Dalen.

Tania's eyes slide from the mother of pearl egg to a bright show of colors; the rainbow egg. She tries to pay attention to both at once.

As there are no other hatchlings out other than the bronze, Niobe turns her attention to him with a smile. "He certainly wants to make sure we know who's boss, doesn't he?

Canus grins at Nalar

The sweat drips from her chin as Mia's face, lightly tanned ,seems to glow, almost seeming to reflect the many colors of the rocking eggs.

Davienne takes another deep breath of calming and lets it out slowly between clenched lips. She remains outwardly calm, yet her shaking hands and arms betray her. Seeking out the bronze hatchling by leaning up on her toetips she grins at it and at the frozen men candidates in awe next to it.

Vallisneria watches the other eggs rock back and forth, some jumping it seams and looks over at the bronze dragonet, smiling as Jesica leaves with her lifemate. Handsome dragonet. She watches the male candidates eagerly to see who impresses him.

A flurry of activity draws attention to the Mother of Pearl Egg. Exagerated wobbles move the egg forward and backward, its objective is obvious. One final wobble breaks the shell into a thousand shards, releasing the cramped hatchling at last!

Kaleidoscopic Blue Hatchling

With a wicked glimmer in his gleaming facets, this little blue seems set to turn the Weyr on end with his mischievous airs. A snortish muzzle peeks out from under these eyes as he untangles himself, the tip touched with azure fire like sunlight striking the water. Stunning ripples of midnight velvety blue caress his hide, swirling into broad streams of indigo and ultramarine. The gentle blue-gray of a lightly over-clouded ocean tickles his wingsails. Like floating clouds they stretch back behind him, almost forgotten in his quest for fun. Streaks of neon lightning dance across those wings as well. Rays branching out into a fine mesh of flickering light, his baby muscles burnished with the moist hatching fluids, throws off stunning traces of the ichor within. The edges seem muted in contrast, softly supple with youth, and slightly awkward too, but all that could change in a moment. A long flexing whipcord tail completes the picture. Along its length rippling patterns of alternating light and dark run, like the calm waters of the sea, quiet but never still. And just when you think you may have him sussed out, this blue does the unexpected and leaves you wondering if that was what he'd intended all along.

Phoebe gives a nervous giggle as the blue dragon bursts from his shell.

Vallisneria smiles as the blue hatches and watches him with wide eyes. She squeezes Niobe's hand tightly. "Lookie there!"

Tania sucks in a breath at the hatching of the blue. He mouth forms an 'o'. "He's beautiful!"

Leah watches the bronze with a concerned frown on her face, unable to tear her eyes from him and his journey to find out where his lifemate is. Her attention is torn when the Mother of Perl Egg hatches, releasing a blue from his shell.

Dalen notices the blue, but is partially preoccupied with watching the bronze, having trouble remembering to breath as his gaze rests on the shimmering dragonet.

Nalar nudges Dalen in the side, sliding his icy gaze to the blue. "I bet T'len would love that blue," he comments to those nearest him, a grin threatening to split his face in half.

Mia ahhhs and says softly, "He is beautiful." She points the blue out to the girl next to her who catches her breath and says, "He's blue!? in a voice full of wonder.

Mathian holds his breath unconciously as the bronze begins his search. He suddenly gasps as his face starts to turn blue. "Breath..." he reminds himself. He glances at the blue, but immediately he turns his attention back to the bronze.

Niobe's breath comes in more rapidly a few times, as she is startled by the blue dragonet's abrubt appearance. "Oh! Oh, wow!" And other words like those are all she can get out. She goes around to Valis's other side and holds onto her other hands, wiping her sweating hand on her robe.

Davienne lets a soft moan escape her as she sees the lovely blue come into the world, "He's so pretty...look at his wings!" She nudges Phoebe with her elbow.

Tania just stays standing in her place. An empty cirlc begins to form around her as other candidates move for a better view.

Phoebe smiles, turning to nod at Davienne briefly before returning her attention to the eggs, and the little blue dragon.

Kaleidoscopic Blue Hatchling whips his tail out behind him, cracking the air with his movement. Only when his long, thin tail is perfectly straight behind him does he start forward, sand clinging to his still wet and soft talons.

Ruathan Runner Bronze Hatchling tests out his bugle, the sound echoing vibrantly through the huge cavern as he passes by first the young women and then arrives at the young men. These, he gives a disarmingly assessing look, leaving one for the next. Not this one, perhaps this? He moves on, his brilliantly bronzed hide gleeming wetly in the cavern's glowlight, his steps sure now, and even brisk. This is the Business of Bronzes!

Dalen watches the blue move a bit and then looks at the bronze. He's only got two eyes and they are strained between looking at both of the hatchlings, holding his breath as he shifts his feet on the sands.

Tania giggles. "Oh, that tail reminds me of the training whips back home!" She sighs.

Fiora gasps as she spots the blue break free. Steping forward to get a better look, she nudges the candidtate next to her. "Look at that! Oh he's breath taking."

Vallisneria watches the dragonets move about the sands, her eyes wide as she holds Niobe's hand. "Oh my...." is all she can say as she too shifts her feet in the hot sands hop.

Nalar notes the bronze's sure steps and looks to Dalen. "Think he's found his lifemate?" he murmurs, though he doesn't wait for an answer and turns to watch the bronze's progress.

Mia grins and says to Taiga, "This is soooo amazing, it like they are glowing and the most beautiful dragons I have ever seen."

Niobe jumps as the bronze bugles, and clamps her hands over her ears until the echoes die away. Looking back wistfully at the blue, she slips her hand back into Valis's, as much to comfort as to gain comfort.

The rainbow swirled egg shudders, the vibrant colours seeming to come alive with its movements. Teetering back, the egg begins its slide down the mound and leaves a wide track in the sands as it comes to a stop silently as if to show off to its audience of Candidates.

Towards the back of the clutch, the tiny pearly white egg shivers and cracks. After a struggle, it releases a tiny pearl jade green. Creeling softly, she works her way through the hot sand towards a cluster of Candidates, pushing her way through them until she finds a shy girl with black hair. Caribbea falls to her knees and hugs the tiny green.

Tania's eyes slide back to the rainbow egg, then back to the glowing blue.

Mathian follows every move the bronze makes with his eyes. Sweat is running in streams down his face as his breath comes in nervous gasps.

Taiga weaves from foot to foot, her eyes wide and fixed on the hatchlings and eggs, one after another. Tearing her eyes from the blue, she nods hasstily to Mia. "They're so beautiful," She responds, in agreement. "And so many of them!"

Ruathan Runner Bronze Hatchling stops suddenly in his review of the white-clad young men, whuffling intently at one particular young man and, with a sudden, gentle croooooooooon, curves his tail in between the line of Candidates to encircle Tisharen lightly, lovingly, and gazes yearningly into that young man's eyes.

Dalen smiles at Tisharen as he impresses and elbows Nalar. "Check that out." he says, still watching the other dragonets, and smiling at the bronze pairing.

The midnight skies egg shifts slightly in the egg mound, a tiny shudder of a movement that sends sand shifting out from under it.

Nalar grins. "I knew he would," he says in a soft whisper to Dalen, then turns to watch the other hatchlings.

Tears fill Tisharens eyes as he quickly embraces the dragon, "His name is Toniath!"

Davienne smiles and points out Tisharen and the bronze with Leah's left hand. She shifts from foot to foot and blinks out the sweat from her eyes, and turns to the blue, still enamored with it.

The rainbow swirled egg rocks side to side, convulsing forcefully within the semi-circle. A fan of sand granules sprays out toward the center of the Candidate group while the egg continues to perform the ritualistic dance that has echoed in the Weyrs for Turns.

Niobe looks over at Tisharen annd smiles softly, saying, "Congrats," though she's not entirely sure that the new rider will hear her, or care even if he did, as she sees the look on his face.

Tania sees out of the corner of her eye, the Broze impress to Tish. "Oh, I /knew/ he would!" She mumbles.

Vallisneria smiles happily as Tisharen impresses. "Congrats, Tish!" she calls out, sure he won't hear her over all of the candidates and dragonets moving about the sands, but the thought is there. She watches the other dragonets quietly.

J'cob waits just long enough for the new bronze weyrling to shake off disbelief, then swoops down and sets his hand on the lad's shoulder, "Come, now, he'll be hungry, and we have food for him. Please have him follow me." With that, he points towards where the other weyrling pairs went. "C'mon."

Kaleidoscopic Blue Hatchling rises back on his haunches, partially burying his tail in the sand. Clutching his forelegs close to his chest, he stares at the white-robed figures before him with the intensity of a Master looking on his apprentices. With a rumbled, confident cry to his dam and sire, he drops back onto all four legs again, stalking towards a couple of girls.

Mathian sighs as the bronze stops at Tisharen, but smiles, "Congrats Tisharen!"

Phoebe turns her head, seeing Davienne's hand move. Her face breaks into a delighted smile as she sees the bronze pairing.

Mia cheers Caribbea and starts to send congrats to her, but realizes she is tooo far and saves for later. As she shifts and shifts and shifts. Her eyes glances this way and that, excitement evident in the lavender eyes. Her eyes widen as Tish impresses. She beams brightly.

Toniath bugles exhultantly into the melee of hatchlings and candidates, the triumph of lifemate found coloring his tone!

A single giant *CRACK* from the Rainbow Swirled Egg startles everyone. Falling neatly in two halves, the shards give way to reveal the shimmering life within.

Murky Depths Green Hatchling

Despite the oozing egg fluid rapidly drying upon her wings, it is evident that this hatchling is well proportioned and yet small even for a green. Translucent aquamarine is reflected in sunlit waves along her spine and wingsails. Sunny waters rapidly dissipate into a murky black emerald on her underbelly, plunging the eyes into mysterious fathoms. Gentle, graceful swells only hint at the passion and power contained within her curves. Along the length of her tail and limbs, eerie greens flicker behind dark verdant shadows, lending to secrets concealed beyond the depths of her hide. Perhaps it is this depth, or the restless shifting within her hungry eyes that shrouds this delicate green with mystery.

Niobe squeezes Valisnreia's hand harder, whispering, "Hey, that lovely blue is coming towards us girls!"

Leah grins as Tisharen Impresses, "Wonderful! I knew he was deserving of a bronze!" She grins at Davienne, "Tish sure deserves it!" Movement catches her eyes again and she looks back towards the eggs, spying the blue dragonet on the move.

Vallisneria holds Niobe's hand and nods to her. "Yes. Look at him!" she says and then oos at the green. "And look at her!" she exclaims in surprise as the hatchling comes from its shell.

The midnight skies egg shifts again, a relentless rocking motion that intensifies with each swing.

Tania's gaze slids to the blue, then zip back to the rainbow egg as it hatches. She gasps, and can't decide which to watch.

"Oh Tisharen, congrats!" She still eyes the blue as she watches another egg move and the dragonet green crack its shell.

Nalar again nudges his elbow into Dalen's side. "Look, another green," he murmurs, his gaze occasionally slipping to gaze after Tisharen.

Fiora says "Oh Tisharen, congrats!" She still eyes the blue as she watches another egg move and the dragonet green crack its shell."

Niobe looks over at the new green with an expression of delight on her awe-struck face. "Gorgeous!" she cries, "And graceful too."

Dalen swallows as he watches the hatchlings on the sands, shifting his feet. He grimaces slightly as beads of sweat drip down the insides of his legs and his robe sticks to his back.

Finola stands beside Leah, eyes wide, shivering slightly despite the heat.

Davienne watches the colorful blue hatchling rumble towards the girl candidates and instinctively steps back as her eyes grow wider and wider with each of it's steps.

Mathian now looks toward the blue, and the green as she hatches, but appears to relax a little. He watches the hatchings and impressions much more calmly.

Phoebe's attention is torn between the green hatchling, and the blue dragonnet heading for her and her friends.

The midnight skies egg shudders once, and then stills for a moment.

Vivian licks her dry lips as she keeps her eyes glued to the various eggs and hatchlings. Her grin is ear to ear as she watches each impression.

Mia blinks at the green. Her eyes shfit from it to the blue, then back again. She just doesn't know where to look until the girl next to her points out the midnight skies egg.

Leah links her arm through Finola's, Davienne's hand still gripped in her other hand. She gives Finola's arm a hug, grinning at the other girl.

Kaleidoscopic Blue Hatchling creels reassurance to the girl that is stepping back as he approaches her. At the last second he abruptly turns his back on her and wraps his tail around Davienne's ankle, bugling his triumph.

Nalar bites his lower lip, and he looks over towards the blue and Davienne. "Davie!" he yells, grinning broadly.

Shayna beams with delight, her hands smoothing her skirt repeatedly. She whispers now and then to Vivian, one finger pointing out the various dragonets that capture her attention.

Niobe beams over at Davienne. "Congrats, Davie!"

Tania calls out as loud as she can. "Oh! Congrats, Davi!!!"

Phoebe gives Davienne's hand a final squeeze before dropping her hold and stepping back. "Oh, Davi!" she cries, so happy for her friend.

Vallisneria smiles in surprise as Davienne impresses to the blue and nods. "Davi!!! What's his name!" she shouts, thrilled with the pairing.

The midnight skies egg as suddenly as it stopped moving the egg starts into life again, its upheaval sending it rolling into another egg with a ominously sounding dull thud.

Dalen smiles at the impression and watches the other dragonets and eggs with anticipation.

Taiga watches that blue, her lip now caught between her teeth. As the ripple of congratulatory shouts makes its way around the ragged line of candidates, she calls a quick shout of her own to Tisharen. By the time she returns her gaze to the blue, he's in front of Davienne. "Oh, Mia, look! It's Davie!"

Tania turns her attention back to the green.

Murky Depths Green Hatchling lifts her head towards the skies to release a loud creel as she steps out onto the sands. Her tail sweeps aside the two halves of the rainbow egg that housed her for so long without giving it a glance. Whirling with the orange-red of hunger, she takes her first clumsy steps towards the semi-circle of candidates.

Mia's eyes widen with joy as the blue finds Davi. She cries out, "Congrats Davienne, he is gorgeous." Her eyes grow moist as her friend impresses.

Finola blinks - then grins. "Davi!" But her eyes flicker to the green.

Davienne steps back and looks down at the gigantic lovely blue who is staring back at her. She gasps once, twice and then says, "Jaecinth! I'm here!" She leans down and wraps her arms around her lifemate, crying softly.

Leah releases Davienne's hand and steps back, nearer to Finola. She grins, her eyes full of pride as her close friend Impresses, "Oh, Davienne! He's so beautiful!" She pulls Phoebe over with her and Finola.

Vallisneria watches the green, her eyes wide at the progression. She squeezes Niobe's hand. "Niobe!" she says and then smiles at Davienne quietly.

Niobe turns as she hears the thud, and sees the midnight egg. "Oh! Is it okay?" she asks to no one in particular.

Dalen watches the green move forth quietly and then spies a few of the other eggs.

Mathian almost misses Davienne's Impression, but he adds his congrats to those of the other candidates as he happens to look in her direction.

Phoebe gives Leah's hand a squeeze, wiping the sweat from her brow with the other hand. She grins at Leah. "Oh, I'm so glad for her. He's simply beautiful."

With all speed, Shannen hurries around the semicircle of candidates, her eyes on the little blue just as he finds his mate in Davienne. Her heels crisped nicely in her boots and sweat at her brow, the weyrlingmaster steps close to Davienne and Jaecinth. "Come. Don't cry. You and Jaecinth should follow me." Again, she gestures toward the holding room.

Fiora waves to Davie as she smiles her way. She quickly averts her eyes as she watches the other dragonets.

The Midnight Skies Egg continues its frenzy of rocking and pitching as the tiny dragon inside struggles to free itself. With a final shudder, the egg shatters to reveal the glistening life it has so long containted!

Tania's eyes are now darting thisway and that. So many egss... so many dragonets...

Pale Lunar Blue Hatchling

Pale and dim, but by no stretch of the imagination dull, the first glance would show a featureless, uniform dusty blue hide. Subtle depth and detail become increasingly apparent beyond a cursory observation of this dragonets hide. Pale blue is painted over his headknobs and wings in watery brushstrokes, a shade so slight it could possibly be imagined. Grayish blues accent the high-cut cheekbones of his head and nostrils, carving soft ridges and craters over the supple surface of his hide. The faintest silver-blue frosts over the his neck and eyeridges, gilding him permanently with the benediction of a full moons light. Even dripping with egg fluids, a delicate harmony between limbs, torso and wings is apparent, lending to future grace for the hatchling. With perfect proportions and an elegance of hue, he is truly a rare blue.

Jaecinth butts his head against Davienne's knee, rubbing some of the egg goo still clinging to his headknobs onto her robe.

Dalen watches as another blue hatches and thumps at Nalar. "A blue!" he says smiling.

Niobe looks relieved as the egg hatches. "Oh good, it -is- okay." She stops her foot-shifting momentarily to stare at the blue hatchling.

Davienne nods to Shannen and stands, following her out of the sands. She doesn't hear anything or see anything but her new found mate.

Vallisneria watches another hatchling hatch from the confines of its cramped egg. She grins and nods at Niobe. "Seems to be!" she says excitedly.

Tania ohs again as another blue hatches. She watches it for an instant, then turns her eyes back to the green.

Finola almost doesn't see the blue, her eyes are so rivetted to the green - then she turns and spots him. "Isn't he lovely," she whispers.

Phoebe stops shifting from foot to foot and begins to rock back and forth, heel to toe, trying to relieve her burning feet.

Nalar is still grinning as Davienne leaves, but he somehow manages to lure his attention back to the hatchlings. "Yeah, a blue," he mutters to Dalen, eyes scrupulously examining him.

The golden ripples egg moves ever so slightly, bits of baked sand breaking off and plopping into the sand at the base.

Murky Depths Green Hatchling gains confidence with each step she takes toward the huddling mass of white. Her translucent wings lift slightly, the gentle breeze beginning to dry them into their true murky colours. Her wedge-shaped head swings side to side, those whirling eyes searching for the lifemate she knows is nearby.

Mia breathes through her mouth and any moment she expects butterflies to flutter out from her stomach. Her shoulders rise and fall as she takes deep gulps of air and forever shifts on the sands.

Tania murmers to the green. "You find him... or her, don't you worry..."

Vallisneria grips at Niobe's arm. "Watch her!" she says and then spies the golden ripples egg. "Niobe..." she hisses and points.

"Oh, its so pale!" Fiora's eyes twinkle as her white knuckled fists unclench. She moves to the left as she lets the roaming green pass unhindered.

Mathian turns as the candidate next to him points out a blue. He smiles and brushes hair out of his eyes. His feet continue to move oddly, without him noticing.

Leah nudges Phoebe and points to the green, "Look over there!"

Dalen watches the blue and green, with a calculating gaze along with Nalar. "Handsome hatchlings this clutch." he murmurs a bit to the man beside him and watches.

Niobe takes a deep breath. "It all happens so fast..." She first looks at the green, and then at the gold egg, not knowing which to look at. "Oh, Valis... You know I only have one pair of eyes..."

Finola tightens her grip on Leah's hand as her attention is suddenly caught to the gold egg's movement. "Leah - look!" she whispers - then eyes go back to the green.

Canus looks about nervously

Phoebe turns her head from watching the eggs in front of her. She smiles, sighing a bit as she spots the beautiful green.

Taiga glances past Mia, to the girl on her friend's other side. A smile is flashed, quickly, then her attention fast returns to those eggs. "This is all going so fast!" She states, shaking her foot to free the broken sandal of sand.

Pale Lunar Blue Hatchling picks himself up from the remains of his eggshards and shakes himself thoroughly. His head swings around slowly, slightly bewildered as he searches something out, then he trots forwards unsteadily on his new limbs.

Leah hmmms and tries to figure out where Finola is telling her to look. She must've missed it, shaking her head, "What, Fin? I don't see..."

Nalar's shifting of feet is unconscious now, so enthralled is he with the hatching. "Every clutch," he corrects unknowingly, and casts a glance to Leah at the Golden Ripples egg's movement.

The rich umber and ochre egg rocks a little, loosening the sand around it.

Mia glances down worriedly at Taiga's sandle and whispers to her friend, "Lean on me if you have to."

Tania murmers unintelligable things under her breath, trying to watch the blue, the green and the eggs at the same time.

Niobe stands on one foot, then the other, and then the first one again. "Oh, there's too many at once! I can't watch them all!" Her wildly darting eyes make the impossible attempt to take in everything at once

Leah watches the little blue, her eyes dancing with amusement as she follows his trek across the Sands, "Oh, what a sweet blue! I bet he'll be a big one!" She tosses her head to the side, trying to get her bangs out of her face.

Taiga does just that, leaning on Mia's shoulder with a grateful smile, trying to get that sandal secure. Or at least not half sliding off her foot!

A large greyish egg shatters silently, shards raining down like snow. The large brown inside wobbles forth, clumsy and endearing. He gathers strength and surges forward, directly to a tall boy from the Weavercraft. Impress is made.

The golden ripples egg shakes harder, brushing off even more of the sand that it has been buried under for so long.

J'cob steps out from where the weyrlings pairs are stored, and directs the brown with the weaver in that direction, to Shannen's care.

Dalen watches everything, his eyes bulging out of his head. He clears his throat and shifts his feet with anticipation.

Vallisneria smiles at Niobe and bites her lip, watching the hatchlings move. She breathes heavily and wipes a bit at her upper lip, bathed in sweat from head to foot as it is.

Mia holds Taiga up as best she can as sweat drips from her brow. Her eyes quickly goes to the shattering egg and the glintening brown that emerges. She coos softly in awe.

Tania closes her eyes. "Too many at once!" She cries. "They are all so beautiful!"

Nalar glances down to a group of girls, as if trying to figure who will Impress the gold, but his attention is soon recaptured by the eggs.

Niobe attempts to watch both the green and blue hatchlings at once, as well as take in the whole egg pile to perceive any movements. "Oh, Valis... they're all so perfect and wonderful."

Canus shuffles from foot to foot nervously

Murky Depths Green Hatchling lifts her head in a graceful imitation of her golden dam as she looks up at the eager, flushed faces of the Candidates before her. Following a path through the group that she only knows, her movements grow increasingly assured as she stops before Mia to gaze up at her with a smug look that speaks volumes of her surety.

Vallisneria nods, swallowing. She croaks quietly, "I know... I know!" she says, her voice strained with the stress. She smiles at Mia and claps softly. "Mia!"

Mathian head is constantly turning as he tries to watch everything at once. He pauses at the golden ripples egg once or twice, but most of his attention is directed at the pale blue.

Canus grins at Mia as she Impresses

Mia gasps softly as she falls to her knees before the green.

Dalen smiles over at Mia, and shakes his head, laughing out loud! "CONGRATS!" he says, thorougly overjoyed at Mia's impression.

Tania opens her eyes when she hears Mia's name called. "Oh, Mia!"Phoebe watches the little green find her lifemate. She gives a wide smile as Mia impresses.

Niobe breathes out in a long sigh. "Oh, Mia... oh, good job! She's absolutely adorable."

The golden ripples egg jolts free of its resting place and begins to roll down a dune of sand. Landing against two eggs yet to hatch, it goes still once more.

Mia hugs her and says loudly, "Her name is Wennlath!:

Taiga wobbles a bit depite the support of Mia's shoulder, until her eyes are filled with green! Hopping, broken sandal in one hand, the foot bare, she moves away. "Oh, Mia!" She exclaims, expression clearly showing she's thrilled for her friend.

Three different hatchlings shove past Tyvor as the Hatching progresses. The Benden lad has tears of fear and disappointment in his eyes by the time the smallest egg in the clutch hatches. The tiny silver dew egg lets a small, gawky brown roll onto the Sands. Staggering slightly, he makes his way towards the teary-eyed boy, creeling hopefully.

Tania turns her head to the golden egg. "Oh, my!" She whispers. "I hope it's ok..."

Fiora admires the lines of the pale blue as she lifts a foot to cool moment before letting the sands cover it again as she hops. "There all so amazing. I can't believe it. "Oh Mia congrats!"

Finola smiles at Mia - then eyes flick to the gold egg again. "Leah... it /definitely/ moved this time."

Mia says "Oh dear.. you are hungry... I will feed you...""

Niobe gives a soft yelp as she sees the golden egg jump and roll. "Oh, Valis, it's moving some more! A lot, shuddering and rolling!" No real need to say what 'it' is.

Vallisneria gasps suddenly as the gold egg moves more. She grabs Niobe's hand tightly and stiffens, watching everything on the sands with wide eyes.

J'cob jogs briskly towards Mia as he sees the pairing, and quickly offers Mia a hand up, "She'll be hungry -- we have to bring her where there's food." He smiles, "Congrats, you're a greenrider now." And, with that, he pulls her away from the activity, adding, "Have her come along, Mia."

Pale Lunar Blue Hatchling makes a few more tottery steps as he nears the candidates, looking up into a couple of intent faces. As he passes one his tail swings around throwing him offbalance and sending him tumbling onto the sands nose first. A creel of startled pain issues from his muzzle as he puzzles it out.

Mia says "Wennlath! Wennlath!"

Niobe cries out softly as the blue falls. "Oh no... is he alright? Don't worry, little one, when you find your lifemate you will be fine."

Dalen watches the candidates and then snaps to when he hears the creel of pain. He frowns a bit, almost pained himself by the creel and swallows, watching. He shifts his feet.

Tania turns her attention back to the blue, and flinches. "Oh, the pour thing!" Sheexclaims softly.

Leah turns at Mia's words, laughing and smiling for her fellow Candidate, "Wennlath! Oh Mia, congratulations!" She turns to Finola at the sound of her voice, peering around, "Which one, Finola? Which one?"

The rich umber and ochre egg rocks violently, then flips over completely in a roll that takes it most of the way down the side of the mound.

Vivian chuckles as she hears Mia calling out the name of her new mate. She grins at Shayna nodding her head at a comment from the Weyrwoman.

Several Candidates gasp as a crack appears in the Golden Ripples Egg. The crack widens and a small, wedge shaped head pokes through. As the shell suddenly shatters, the body of the young dragon emerges, its body glistening with the remnants of egg fluid.

Prismatic Gold Hatchling

With a spray of sharply etched, pale saffron rays emblazoned across her shoulders, this light, golden dragonet is a visual contrast of both brash and meek hues. Her muzzle is the shade of smooth, buttery cream, slowly dripping into near ochre-orange stains across her breast and flanks. Legs and belly are dark like the mines that must have yielded the vivid metallic pigments that color her hips and tail. In flecks of apparent bronze or brown playing over these extremities, her shifting hide deceives the eye with every move. Perfectly shaped tail and wings offer almost at once a rainbow of hues which meld together into a smooth, clouded sheen of flaxen gild like the finest crystalline amber. Her appearance is completed by the whitish, misty hues of hazy lines which mingle amongst the more vivid pigmentation.

Phoebe gasps as the gold dragonnet emerges. She elbows Leah, breathing "Look! Look!"

Vallisneria holds her breath suddenly as the gold hatchling comes forth from her egg. She grabs at Niobe. "Niobe... LOOK!" she says, this time not letting the girl look elsewhere.

Finola jumps - and her mouth drops open as the gold hatches. "She's so beautiful" she whispers.

Taiga wobbles on her foot, reaching to the girl who was on the otherside of Mia for support. Soon, the broken sandal is back where it belongs, if no more repaired than it was before.

Tania sees the gold hatch. "Oh! The gold!" She exclaims. "She beautiful..."

Nalar's jaw drops as the gold emerges, and once again he looks to the groups of girls on the sands. For a moment, he looks back to Dalen, before shifting his body so that he can easily watch the progress of the gold.

Canus grins at his fellow candidate briefly before returning to gaze at the sands

Dalen spies the gold hatchling and smiles softly as the female candidates go helterskelter about at the sight. He shakes his head in admiration. "Beautiful indeed..." he says, shifting his feet.

Fiora winces as she wraps her arms around herself. "Get up.. Please.." She calls softly to the blue. "Ohh," She breathes as the golden hided dragon hatches.

Niobe takes an involuntary step back as the young queen emerges. She doesn't need Vallisneria shoving her head in the right direction - it's already there, gaping. "So... so..."" She lacks words, and then stamps her foot. "Words -are- such an impediment," she says, very softly.

Leah oofs and looks, "I'm looking, Phoebe, I'm looking!" She peers around another egg to get a glance at the gold, "Oh, I see!" Holding her gaze for just a moment, she regards the golden Hatching with curiosity. Soon her eyes have darted to the all but forgotten little blue, "Where did he go? Oh, there he is!"

The winter snowdrifts egg shudders gently, its shell flexing.

Canus gazes at the winter snowdrift egg.

Mathian calls his congrats to Mia as he finally notices her Impression. As he is watching the blue, something catches his attention. He looks at the new queen and smiles. "Lovely," is his only word.

Shannen looks adequately impressed by the gold's entrance, one eyebrow raised as the young queen is appraised. By and by, the impressed gaze turns to a slight smirk as some silent greenrider-to-green dragon conversation ensues.

Shayna smiles over at Vivian as she studies Fort's newest little queen.

Rialeth lifts her voice and bugles a greeting to her young daughter! Skath joins in his mates welcome to the young queen.

The rich umber and ochre egg rolls the rest of the way to the base of the mound and stops, rocking back and forth.

Tania giggles and puts her hands over her ears. She looks around, and notices another egg rolling around.

Dalen watches the other egg roll around curiously.

Taiga resumes her foot to foot dance, too stunned to give the golden hatchling anything more than the passing glance the rest get. Eggs, hatchlings, candidates, spectators, it's all rather overwhelming.

Vivian grins as she looks up at Rialeth. "Yes, she is lovely." Turning to Shayna she gives her a quick wink. "Of course not as beautiful as Ria."

Shayna clears her throat and winks. "Or Lrisseth," she says mildly.

Finola has forgotten hot feet, nerves...all that moves in her still face is her eyes, gazing between gold and blue.

Vivian chuckles and nods. "Or Lrisseth...."

Phoebe hops from foot to foot, her eyes locked on the little gold.

N'gal chuckles softly, shaking his head as he catches the light banter of the two women.

The rich umber and ochre egg rocks back and forth violently, the egg deforming from inside.

Mathian's eyes search the numerous hatchlings until he finds the blue he was watching. He winces as the blue goes nose first into the sand, but stays where he is, except for the shuffling of his feet.

Niobe makes a little motion of cleaning out her ears, after the exuberant welcome of the gold's parents, and then smiles over at Valis, squeezing her hand.smiles back at Niobe and watches, still holding her breath.

Fiora dodges the dragonets carefully as her footsteps are muffled by the sands. She ends up a few feet away from her former postion. Her eyes still watching the blue.

Prismatic Gold Hatchling unfurls the wing nearly plastered over her muzzle, shaking it out firmly, a fine spray of sand and wetness. The other wing unfurls much easier, leaving the matter of clearing away from the shards of her egg much easier. Coming face to face with the large golden foot of her dam, she does an about face and heads towards the white-robed figures, tail lashing behind her as she goes.

Vallisneria watches the gold make her way towards the candidates, her eyes wide. She squeezes Niobe's hand. "Oh Niobe..." she hisses and shifts her feet back and forth so quick it fails to really do them any good.

Pale Lunar Blue Hatchling picks himself off the ground again, wings trailing in his sudden hasty movements across the sands It seems nothing is too quick for him in his haste to get close enough to a short lad on the sands. He comes up short, sand spraying away from his haunches as he butts his chosen one, eyes whirling intently as they lock with Nalar's

Finola jumps slightly as the gold turns and heads back towards the candidates. "Shards, she's in a hurry." she mutters, tightening her hold on Leah's hand.

The small circle of empty space around Tania widens as the girls shuffle for a better look at the gold. She doesn't even notice, she is too busy being torn between watching the gold and the blue.

Dalen blinks at the man beside him and backs away, smiling at Nalar. "Go on, Nalar. Get outta here..." he says affectionately of the man.

Fort Weyr> Polina sighs as we're getting tons of rain and wind and it's cold. I hate this kinda weather. That ground hog is crazy!

The winter snowdrifts egg rocks more forcefully and rotates a quarter turn.

Nalar's eyes go wide and as he stares down to the blue, he grins. "Brave and clever, am I?" Well, Ulanth, you are just as much so!"

Niobe shakes Valis's hand alittle, saying softly, so very softly, "She's coming..." Her feet shift rather half-heartedly, but then she gives up, as if deciding that if her feet are getting burned, she might as well let them get burned and enjoy the sight of the golden queen. She does, however, pause to call out, "Congrats, Nalar!"

Tania happens to be watching the blue when he impresses to Nalar. "All right Nalar!" She calls, then turns her attention back to the gold.

Shannen dallies a little longer than she ought to, surveying the remaining candidates against the dragonets. She only notices Nalar when he speaks a dragon's name, blinking before she hurries over. "Ulanth?" She glances at the blue, then back at Nalar. "Follow to the holding room, please."

Leah grins at Finola, "Look, Nalar!" She points over to him and his new little blue.

Major cracks appear on the surface of the Rich Umber and Ochre Egg drawing immediate attention. It rocks frantically from side to side with sudden urgency until finally shards go flying every which way as the baby dragon within breaks free at last!

Fragile Jade Green

Talons that seem far too frail to support the weight of this tiny dragonet reach forth as this green moves away from her shell. All the frailty that seems inherent in an avian seem to have been bestowed on her. Bone-slender limbs that appear certain to break with the slightest rap, and yet, despite the fragile appearance there is sense of strength to them that whirls in her multifaceted orbs as well. Grace and dignity fraught with frailty make up this almost ephemeral being. When you see past that slight aura you can pick out the delicate shades of green that pattern her hide. Highlights of brilliant serpentine weave their way through the delicate shades of green patterning her hide, from the palest near-white jade near her muzzle and wingtips to the deepest nephrite hues along her flanks.

Vallisneria doesn't notice Nalar's impression, her eyes fixated solelyon the gold that is coming towards the candidates.

Canus grins at Nalar before returning to watch the snowdrift egg

Phoebe turns her head, bouncing a bit as she sees that Nalar has impressed. "Oh, he got a blue!"

Dalen smiles at thegreen as it comes into the world, watching with admiration and smiling as Nalar leads his lifemate from the sands.

The winter snowdrifts egg spins sideways causing sand to fly in an arc.

Tania stumbles a little, and turns her head as another green hatches.

Finola follows the direction of Leah's pointing finger - calling congratulations to Nalar before spinning to look at the new green. "She's lovely too..." then her eyes return to the young queen.

Fiora smiles happily as she watches Nalar leave with the unhurt dragon.

Niobe looks over at the green and smiles softly, "They're all so wonderful. Truly amazing little dragons." She keeps an eye on both the green and the gold.

Phoebe turns back to the eggs before her, her attention caught by the beautiful new green hatchling. She smiles, shifting her feet on the sands.

Mathian smiles, "Congrats Nalar!" He quickly looks toward the rapidly decreasing mound of eggs as more hatchlings appear.

Taiga keeps stepping from side to side, picking up those hot feet, her robe now damp with sweat. Nalar's impression is marked with a smile, as the young girl keeps ranging her eyes over the rapidly disappearing clutch.

At the left of the clutch, the nearly spherical, waxy jade egg cracks slowly. A tentative lettuce green pushes her way through the shell, blinking at the light, noise, and commotion on the Sands. After taking a moment to orient herself, she totters all the way across the sand. Creeling, she looks up at Tenalen.

The winter snowdrifts egg rocks again and a crack appears along one side.

Fragile Jade Green falls backward in the midst of her shards and struggles to her feet, creeling. Her delicate wings shake themselves free of shards as she looks around at the confusing world around her. She stands up straight in her dignity and creels again, looking at the gold in front of her.

Tania turns her head again as she notices another egg cracking.

Rialeth croons reassuringly to the little green. She leans down to give it a gentle wuffle before letting it return to its search.

Vallisneria gasps slightly as the hatchlings are still clearly unsure of their new footing and holds Niobe's hand tightly. Her eyes are wide and she starts to breathe again as she shifts her feet from left to right.

Tania turns to the jade green. "Oh, little one, it's ok... it will all be over soon, you'll be happy; you'll have your lifemate."

The winter snowdrifts egg flexes again and more cracks appear.

Leah shifts uneasily, again shrugging her shoulder as she lowers her forehead to it, wiping the sweat away. She crinkles her nose as a droplet of perpiration again falls into her eyes, releasing Finola's hand long enough to wipe it away. She reaches again for her friend's reassuring grasp, eyes now darting to see the green, then craning her neck to find the young gold.

Dalen watches the hatchlings and the eggs, his eyes bulging from his head. He clears his throat slightly and turns to look at everyone again, the ranks starting to thin amongst the candidates.

Phoebe's free hand clenches nervously in the folds of her robe, the other hand holding on to Leah's tightly.

Prismatic Gold Hatchling makes her way past a just hatched brown, receiving a soft bugle of protest. Her steps as bright as her hide gleams, she moves directly for the female candidates, Intent and poised she goes straight through the first line of candidates, heading into the depths of the crowd in her search.

Mathian watches the green and gold as they search for their lifemates.

Vallisneria watches the gold hatchling move about, she hugs a bit at Niobe's arm, her stomach churning with nervousness. Her eyes are wide and she is sweating something fierce.

J'cob steps out onto the sands and takes a quick vantage of the hatchlings and candidates. His eyes lock onto the Gold as she crosses the sands to corner a candidate.

Tania breaths hard as she realizes the gold is heading out in her search. She looks around her, and notices for the first time she is standing alone. She frowns and wipes more swaet off her forhead.

Dalen watches the gold make her way through the females and smiles a bit. "Strong lass..." he murmurs and then turns his attention back to the other hatchlings and eggs.

Niobe watches the stunning sun-gold queen push through the crowd, and bites her lip, squeezing Valis's hand even more tightly before.

Finola scrubs her hands hard against her robe, leaving sweaty stains on the cloth, before fumbling for Leah's hand again, biting her lip as the gold moves through the candidates.

Tania /as/ to find an arm to squeeze. Seeing most people preocupide with there own friends, she walks near Taiga, and takes hold of hand.

Fiora watches as another egg hatches. "Another green. And another moving egg." Pointing to the clutch as she dances on the sands. Her gaze watching the moving dragonets. She smiles towards the gold as it heads towards girls she stands with. "Someone is going to be very lucky when she impresses."

Taiga pushes sweaty curls from her forehead, clearing her vision as she does so. Grey eyes dart from gold to green, and her 'brows slide together slightly. As Tania arrives, her expression melts into a smile, and her hand is offered.

Leah clings to both Finola's and Phoebe's hands, beginnign to shudder despite the warmth of the Sands and the Hatching Cavern. She chews on her lower lip, leaving a red mark there but not drawing blood.

Tania smiles back, and turns her attention back to the green and gold, squeezing the hand every so often.

The winter snowdrifts egg wobbles urgently and more cracks appear.

Mathian watches the gold with a curious expression on his face as she searches for the right person. He also glances at the green with the same expression.

Prismatic Gold Hatchling carefully steps around a cluster of rather frightened candidates who huddle closer as she passes. Her muzzle pokes between two girls then back out again. There is a pause as the gold recollects tail and wings into a sembelance of order. Moving much slower as the female candidates get thicker, finally her steps bring her to a complete standstill in front of Leah who attracts her attention completely.

Finola breathes again and steps back. "Well done, Leah!" she whispers softly.

Fragile Jade Green moves toward the large gold in a rush, then is distracted by a group of Candidates nearby. She composes herself and moves regally toward them.

Vallisneria smiles faintly at the pairing and clears her throat watching the green.

Phoebe gives Leah a quick sqeeze before stepping back a few steps. "Leah! Oh, congratulations!

Fiora says "Leah, I'm so happy for you! Whats her name?""

Dalen smiles and nods a bit at Leah's impression and focusses on the others.

J'cob quickly steps around the cavern, closing quickly with Leah, who he stands behind quietly.

Tania calls out to Leah. "I /knew/ you would!" She calls

Niobe lets one small sigh of disappointment escape her lips, and then smiles widely at Leah. "Hey, girl, congrats!"

Leah releases both Phoebe's and Finola's hands, falling to her knees and getting immediately lost in the swirling facets of the gold dragonet's eyes, "Oh, Jinieth! How clever can I be not to have seen you right here in front of me?" She cradles the golden head in her hands.

Mathian smiles as the gold finds Leah. "Congrats Leah!" he calls, while keeping an eye on the other hatchlings.

J'cob steps up to Leah, with a soft smile, "Leah, I'm sure Jinieth is very hungry." He offers a hand to the candidate, "Lemme give you a hand, we'll take her where there's some food for her."

Fiora moves carfuly, trying to stay away from the onrush of any dragonets coming her way that could hurt her.

Fragile Jade Green searches among the candidates in that group, then moves to the next group. Her creels become more piteous as she fails to find who she's looking for.

Tania mutters so no one can hear. "Hurry little one! You'll find your lifemate, don't worry!"

Phoebe moves closer to a few of the other girls, her hands clenching and unclenching in her robe.

Taiga's eyes follow Tania's for the briefest of moments, but sharply return to that green. Clinging tightly to Tania, she begins murmuring softly, "Oh, please, oh please," as the little dragonet searches.

The Winter Snowdrifts Egg continues to rock violently as numerous cracks expand along the once smooth surface. After several more wobbles, the egg fractures into quarters, the shards falling away to reveal the small dragon within.

Tortured Metal Blue Hatchling

The wingsails and body of this hatchling arch with the sudden release of pressure from his tiny ovoid cell. His hide is the colour of tortured metal, with iridescent azure shifting into royal blues and again to shimmers of rich purple as he shifts in the light. Deep cobalt wings its way across the membranes of his wingsails, darkening to an ultramarine sheen at the tips. Down his legs the blues merge with a coppery hue that colours his talons, resembling that of tensile-stressed metalwork. Under his belly the colours lighten to a silvery-greyish blue, as clear hued as the finest tempered steel.

Leah takes J'cob's hand and puts a hand on Jinieth's head, guiding her to follow the greenrider, "Come, lovely one. Food is this way."

Canus's eyes move about curiously

Niobe turns her attention to the green and stands on one foot, rubbing the bottom of the one she lifted up. Then she also watches the blue, with a little smile on her face.

Dalen watches the hatchlings quietly, shifting his feet back and forth.

Vallisneria squeezes Niobe's hand and watches the hatchlings with a smile.

Tania doesn't even notice the blue's hatching. Her eyes are all for the little green, silently willing her to find her lifemate.

Finola moves closer to Phoebe, eyes surveying the remaining eggs and the little blue.

Phoebe follows the movements of the green with her eyes, a slight frown on her face as the little one cries.

Tortured Metal Blue Hatchling struggles to his feet amid the shards and shells that were his egg. He stretches his wings and looks around curiously. Slowly, his eyes focus on a group of candidates. He stretches his neck towards them and warbles tenatively.

Fragile Jade Green looks this group of Candidates over, her creels questioning. She turns away, then back to look beyond that group to a Candidate behind it. Her eyes brighten and she butts her head firmly against Phoebe with a croon.

Vallisneria smiles at Phoebe as she impresses

Niobe looks over at Phoebe and gives her a thumbs up sign. "Oh, good job Phoebe!"

Dalen watches teh blue hatchling curiously.

Tania closes her eyes tightly. "Thank you" She whispers, then calls out to Phoebe. "Cangrat!!!"

Fiora's head turns from the green to the newest hatchling. She oh's softly as another blue calls out. Flashing a smile to Phoebe and her green lifemate.

Phoebe drops to her knees, completely, hopelessly in love, unaware of anything but the little one before her. "Oh, Serriath. You are just as wonderful, just as lovely."

Finola releases Phoebe's hand with a smile. "She's lovely, Phoebe."

The fragile green and her new lifemate earn a smile from Shannen's lips as she crosses toward them. Hands folded behind her back, she steps close to the two: "And just as hungry, I imagine. Serriath and you can follow me to food."

Tania suddenly hears the curious croon of the blue. She turns her head to him. "Oh! Beautiful!"

Phoebe rises to her feet and wraps one arm around Serriath's neck, following Shannen

Shayna smiles as the dragonets find their lifemates, watching the few remaining eggs break open.

Tortured Metal Blue Hatchling heads towards the interesting group of candidates, stumbling slightly. An intervening Benden Hold candidate steps backwards out of the way and falls on his rump. When the blue hatchling reaches the group he stops and looks confused. He cranes his neck, looking around almost urgently. Then, with a happy bugle, he charges towards another candidate.

Dalen watches the blue, eyes wide.

Vallisneria watches to see what happens next.

Vivian leans against N'gal as he offers her a drink from a water skin. She helps herself as she watches the activity around them.

Mathian notices the newest blue and smiles. "What a colorful blue," he comments. He opens his mouth, almost as if to answer the warble, but quickly closes it, apparently thinking better of doing so.

Tania giggles at the blue. "Oh, he's so cute!"

Taiga's worried expression turns quickly to one of happiness, at least briefly. "Oh, Phoebe got her!" She exclaims, as the new pair head off the sands. Quickly, though, her attention returns to those still on the sands. "Who's the blue going for?" She asks of Taiga, as if her friend could know.

Finola moves over towards Vallisneria, not wanting to stand alone after Leah and Phoebe's disappearence. She chuckles slightly at the blue's antics.

Vallisneria offers a hand to Finola, with a gentle smile of reassurance.

J'cob steps outside, and directs a confused pair inside before assuming a position to keep a lookout for Impressions.

Niobe peers over to smile at Finola, and a whispered, "Good luck!"Canus looks at Dalen and grins.

Tania grins at Taiga. "I don't know." She chuckles.

Tortured Metal Blue Hatchling slides to a stop, sand flying, in front of Fiora. Crooning, tail swinging like a puppy, he reaches his head to her face and stares.

Vallisneria smiles over at Fiora.

Finola grins. "He's a beauty, Fiora!" she calls.

Lienth says « I am Lienth. I am hungry. » to you.

From afar, Phoebe hugs!!! Congrats!

Tania calls out. "Oh, he's beautiful!" She giggles.

Niobe smiles at Fiora. "Congrats! he's handsome, too!"

Mathian watches the blue with a smile. He turns as he notices Phoebe's absence, but looks back towards the blue again as he Impresses with Fiora.

Fiora watches in awe as the blue moves about seaching. A concerned look is given to boy before the blue wins her attention again. She wipes her sweaty palms on her robe then gasps as she sinks to her knees hugging Lienth. "Thank you" she whispers softly.

Erupting into freedom from its ovoid prison, the last young dragon, an ashy brown hatchling staggers confusedly into a small semi-circle of candidates near its egg shards. Searching desperately, the brown makes finds his way at last to a stony-faced lad from Crom.

J'cob smiles, closing with Fiora quickly, but keeping his distance a moment longer, until she announces the name, then steps closer to Fiora, "Fiora, you and Lienth should come with me, to where the other weyrlings are."

Shayna steps forward and looks around at the almost empty sands.

Lienth says « I *am* hungry, please. » to you.

Taiga glances to Tania, a chuckle escaping her lips, as calls of encouragement and congratulations reach her. Head swings, curls bounce, and the girl smiles. "Fiora's got'im!" She exclaims.

Canus sighs in what seems to be relief

Tania looks around, seeing all the eggs are hatched. She frowns for a moment, then grins. She hugs Taiga.

Finola moves to hug Vallisneria. "So it wasn't us today."

Fiora stands quickly as she nods to her lifemate. She leads Lienth to the holding room to feed.

Holding Room

From the sands, Dalen swallows a little and nods, clearing his throat.

Jesica chuckles as she looks up, "So many greens, congrats Fiora, what's his Name?"

From the sands, Taiga bewilderedly hugs Tania back, struggling to look out across where the clutch had lain one last time. "They're all hatched?" She squeaks. "But.. but..."

From the sands, Shayna beckons to the Candidates remaining on the sands so they will come closer. She clears her throat, her expression warm and compassionate. "On behalf of Fort Weyr, I want to thank you all for Standing here today, for this clutch. You have been wonderful Candidates! We invite you all to make your home with us here, if you desire. If not, we'll take you wherever on Pern you would like to go. Again, we hope you'll stay with us if you would like to." She shrugs helplessly. "Your dragons just weren't shelled today. I'm sorry."

From the sands, Vallisneria looks ot Finola and accepts all hugs offered. "At least I still have my job." she tries to joke.

Lienth croons happily as he nuzzles his lifemate's calf.

Phoebe looks up as Fiora enters the room. "Oh, Fiora, he's lovely." she says with a smile. "What's his name?"

Mia dips her hands in the oild and rubs it on Wennlath's underbelly.

Leah drops the bowl next to her on the bench, calling out with some urgency in her voice, "She's itchy! What do I do?!"

Lienth says « I am yours. You are mine. » to you.

From the sands, Niobe blinks, suddenly realizing the Sands are empty. "Oh... they - they're gone," she says, looking a little confused.

From the sands, Finola manages a half smile. "Want an assistant with whatever your job is, Vallis? I guess I'll be staying."

Mia looks over at Fiora and grins. Taking in her blue she says, "He is sooo handsome Fiora."

Fiora looks up dazed and happy. "Lienth" She says softly.

Shannen looks out toward the Sands, sees Bradamante bringing in the last of the weyrlings, and turns back to those already off the sands promptly. She clears her throat quietly and then, terribly loud for quiet Shannen, says, "Your attention, please!"

From the sands, Shayna turns to the stands and raises her voice. "There are refreshments in the Living Cavern, and we hope you will all join us!"

From the sands, Tania grins at her friends, warmly. He eyes still glitter cheerfully.

From the sands, Mathian sighs as the last dragonet Imresses, and though obviously disappointed, a smile appears on his face.

Phoebe looks up at Shannen, startled. "Yes ma'am?"

J'cob steps up beside Shannen.

Davienne looks up from her cuddling with Jaecinth and stands, her face flushed with excitement.

N'lar frowns as he looks out at the sands, tears welling in his eyes. He shakes his head, trying to clear his thoughts, and turns his attention to Shannen.

From the sands, Vallisneria smiles and nods, putting an arm around Finola. "You can help me, Finola. You like clothes?"

Leah turns her attention on the Weyrlingmaster, J'tal having handed her some oils and showing her what to do for her new lifemante.

From the sands, Finola chuckles. "I guess I can learn."

From the sands, Vallisneria grins and nods. "Good. Let's go."

From the sands, Taiga's eyes glitter like Tania's, only not with cheer. "There's always more clutches, right?" She says, in an attempt of good humour. Taking a deep breath, the green-haired youngstert urns her back on the scattered shards.

From the sands, Dalen clears his throat. "I've got to go..." he says softly and starts to head out to the bowl.

Phoebe looks down at Serriath. "Finally full, are you?" she murmurs with an indulgent smile

From the sands, Tania puts an arm around Taiga. "Yes, always more clutches."

From the sands, Canus walks slowly out of the Samds

From the sands, Shayna smiles encouragingly at the Candidates still on the sands, talking softly to those nearby.

From the sands, Vivian smiles softly as she watches the Candidates still left on the sands.

From the sands, Niobe takes one last look at the sands, as if not believing that it's actually over. "Gone..." she says softly. With a seemingly non-chalant shrug, she turns her back. Seeing all her friends leave, going their seperate ways, she bites both her lips and walks out without a tremor in her body, waiting to save the tears until later.

Phoebe looks around a bit, frowning. "Is there more of that oil? She's itchy!"

Mia nods and passes some of her oil to Phoebe.

Shannen gives a brisk nod, seeing to it that one pair in the back have a bucket delivered to them and then falling back into her 'parade rest'. "Every facet of your lives have just changed, and we - " She gestures to J'cob, J'tal, and Bradamante with a toss of her chin. " - are in charge of them now. The first order of business is your new home. It's a long walk, but please wake your lifemates and have them follow us to the weyrling barracks."

J'cob brandishes a large bucket with padles, "I've got a reserve of oil for anyone who needs it." He sets it down centrally.

Phoebe smiles and then pours some of the oil into her hand, rubbing it gently on Serriath's underbelly.

N'lar nods and, carefully adjusting Ulanth's position, lightly shakes the blue awake. "Come love, we have to go to our new home," he whispers, prodding the blue gently with his foot.

Davienne nods to Shannen and gently closes her eyes, touching Jaecinth's head with her hand. The blue opens one eyelid at a time and lifts his head to look directly into Davienne's eyes.

Mia stands up next to Wennlath as the she looks up to her crooning.

Phoebe nods

Jinieth dutifully follows along with Leah.

J'tal takes care of any last requests, tidying up the bowls and paddles and so forth as Shannen looks about at the weyrlings. "Not as bad as I expected," she comments in an aside to J'cob, heading for the sands and from there the bowl without further ado.

From the sands, Jesica comes out leading Trisseth, the green yawning sleepily, "It's not too far love. come on."

From the sands, Vivian nudges Shayna. "Shall we go see the Weyrlings before we feast?"

From the sands, Shayna nods to Vivian. "Yes, let's," she says

From the sands, Vivian grins and scoops her arm into the arm of Shayna's, heading towards the bowl.

Weryrling Barracks

Mia looks from Shannen to J'cob as Wennlath bumps her with her head.

Vivian has arrived.

Phoebe sits down on one of the stone couches, Serriath's head resting in her lap.

Vivian sneeks in quietly, standing off to one side. Her eyes are filled with pride and happiness as she scans the room.

J'cob smiles, "Actually, yes." He turns to the weyrlings, "Okay, folks, I wanted to tell you this was probably the best day of your life. And it gets better, if you pay attention. But, no matter how little fun it may seem, we're doing this for your own good. Because we care about you." He grins, and adds, "And, don't let Shannen spook you. She's just trying to do her duty." He winks, then steps back, "That's all for now, Shannen."

Davienne comes in quietly, Jaecinth following her with a gleam in his multi-colored eyes. He wuffles at Phoebe as he passes, and settles down in the corner to watch the other hatchlings.

Shayna smiles as she looks around at the new weyrlings and their lifemates.

Vivian says "Welcome to Fort Weyr, Weyrlings!" Her eyes shine with obvious pride as she addresses this group of Weyrlings for the first time. "All I have to say is that we, Fort Weyr that is, are *very* happy to have you join the ranks here! We know you'll do a wonderful job! Please, feel free to come see Shayna, T'vor or myself if you should have any questions or concerns. Welcome Weyrlings!""

Mia sits near Phoebe and Wennlath is not too far behind. She lays her head in Mia's lap and looks up at her with tender swirling eyes.

Leah drops the cot with a heavy *thunk*.

Mia smile at Vivian and says, "Thank you Weyrwoman"

Vivian smiles at the Weyrlingmaster and her assistants before stepping back near the wall.

Another simple nod greets Vivian's comments before Shannen's eyes fall to rest on the other visitor of sorts. She pitches her voice to carry Shayna's way, "Weyrwoman? Any remarks?" as she leans back against her lifemate's foreleg.

Phoebe nods, smiling brightly at the Weyrwoman as she listens, idly stroking Serriath's head.

Shayna smiles and looks around. "I think Vivian said the most important thing, that we're very happy to have you here. We hope you will complete your training successfully and fly thread with us. Listen to your weyrlingmaster and her staff. They will guide you and teach you well."

Jesica grins again as she listens, hear resting against Trisseth's. Trisseth's got her head on Jesi's shoulder, sleeping finally now that they are in the barracks.

Mia nods.

Leah rubs a fond hand over Jinieth's head, smiling softly, "You'll be as big as your dam before you know it, love."

Phoebe's eyes unfocus a bit and then she smiles. "Of course I'll be here when you wake." she murmurs softly to the sleepy Serriath. "How could I ever leave?"

J'cob grins at Shayna and Vivian, then turns back to Shannen.

Shannen has a quick look around in case there's anyone else slipping in. Seeing no one, she clears her throat and straightens up in turn. "As the weyrwomen said, welcome to Fort Weyr permanently. These are the last pleasantries you'll get from me for eighteen long months, so savor them. I look forward to working with you all, I look forward to seeing you all graduate, and I look foward to fighting Thread with you and your lifemates someday."

Mia rubs Wennlath's knobs on her head as she listens to Shannen.

N'lar looks to Ulanth, trying to keep tabs on the conversation. "Oh, no, no, Ulanth. I couldn't expect you to do that... Thanks, anyway," he says, giving him a fond smile.

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