//Hatching\\ - All Candidates

[Flame]

It is Time. Everyone could hear the voice of the sr queen dragon, Athenath. She was on the sands and her sister was off, though she’d return quickly, her rider right behind. A green dragon, who’d been hovering around the gold hrumfed softly. Mirrath was watching carefully, as her’s was already on the sands, waiting for the candidates. She bowed when the second Queen, and her rider entered the bowl. The larger gold touched her sister’s nose as she eyed the eggs. Hm. She moved past, closer to the now smaller green. Both golds were larger now that it was close to the end of winter. The smaller of the two growled softly as she saw other dragons arrive. A silver and his rider nodded to Lokin. Z’law and Tarith. Lokin moved to where the Weyrleaders were sapposed to be and sat down, though she was entirely focused on Athenath, who was nervious and twitching at every sound, and was growling at all of the candidates coming out. All… two of them. Hmf. But Dianath hissed at her sister, which shut up the smaller gold. Though she still glared at all of the people around her eggs.

Athenath wiggled. She’d taken one egg farther away from the other’s at first, but then it had turned out to not be a queen. Which was probably a good thing. She sighed as she counted her eggs. Four. Two she was sure had dragons inside, one she wasn’t so sure about. She growled softly again, as she moved her wings flapping out. Athenath. Relax. It’s ok. Everything will go fine. Even if we lose an egg you layed four large eggs. Be happy and relax.

Occ// Candidates GET YOUR BUTTS IN HERE... Geeze. Also I'm telling Alyx that if i can't get to here on time, then to have the eggs hatch. Only talk to me first. have fun.

[sanyo]

Two heads lifted at the sound of the young Gold's voice and both soon turned and looked at each other. "Let's go see the new little ones that young Athenath has brought into the world," I'zon stated, already standing from his daughter's side. Vivi had blossomed since Impressing the Black Harpeth, but they rarely had time to talk now-a-days, with Lilliana pregnant and I'zon trying to do everything he could with making the Greenrider comfortable.

Nodding, Vivi slowly began to rise and Harpeth stood with her. The young Black was growing each day and she was getting close to the time that most young Blacks began to Rise. It bothered Vivi only a little, for she knew that they would be fine when it came to whoever Harpeth chose. The Black wouldn't pick someone who would harm her or Her's.

"I hope everything goes ok with the eggs," Vivi whispered as she hurried alongside her father. Everything will be fine, Mine. Athenath has a good mate, Morith will care for her well,

[/color] the Black stated as they entered the Sands. Nodding to her father, Vivi left his side and she and Harpeth took their place along the ledges while I'zon stayed on the Sands, setting up a table for buckets of meat and jars of oil for the new Weyrlings.

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The sound of the Gold announcing her young's arrival startled Witortior, but he moved quickly, already up and dressed before the echo stopped. He was ready. This time he would walk off the Sands with a dragonet even if he had to walk off by someone just to satisfy that feeling. He couldn't stop the dead chuckle at the thought, knowing he wouldn't stoop that low, but it was a horrible thought anyway.

Sighing, he grabbed his sandals, put them on and was running out the barracks in several moments. As he passed the archway to the Sands, he found Weyrling Master I'zon and his daughter Vivi parting ways and the Weyrling Master began setting up buckets of meat and oil jars. There weren't many buckets, but it made sense. There were only four eggs on the Sands. Looking to the young Gold and her small clutch, Witortior was happy for that many.

Athenath was so young and she had Risen way to early. Thank Faranth that there were four eggs. Walking out onto the Sands, he paused a little bit out there, wondering if anymore Candidates would be joining him.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[Flame]

Occ/// Ok short sweet.

The sr. queen squeeked as one of the eggs started to crack, and hummed louder. Other dragons followed. She swung her head towards the other candidates. Then towards her sister, then last towards Lokin. Her rider sat back, out of the way, watching her dragon with a collected nervousness. Lokin was edgy, and it showed.

An egg hatched, and the humming grew louder. A bronze stood still looking around. Where was his? He sniffed looking around, then got distracted by another egg.

Occ// PEOPLE GET YOUR BUTTS IN HERE>