//Clutching Time\\ - Open

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Athenath was sure it was time to clutch, and woke her’s and her sister from their sleep. It was late at night, and she wasn’t sleeping next to Morith. Her’s was still unsure about the new Weyrleader and kept to herself except when she needed to speak with him. Though the Weyr was getting fixed up. Though it didn’t matter. Laying the few eggs she’d managed to create did. Mine. Sister. I must clutch. Please wake up. she cooed to them. They both came awake quickly. ”Alright come on girls.” she said leading the two out of the room, still in her night gound (just a white shift) and led the way to the sands. The small gold hrumfed as she settled down. Dianath sighed as she layed back down next to her twin, nuzzling her softly and being a comfort as she layed the four eggs. All of them large. Athenath soon fell asleep after laying her eggs, and Dianath sat up, watching, a hawk in the night. Lokin stood beside the larger gold, watching the four wet eggs. One was a burnished bronze, and the others were just as beautiful. She smiled a bit as she leaned against Dianath. How’s she doing? she asked Dianath. Exausted. Beyond exhausted I think. She may not wake up tomorrow. And I have no doubt she’ll be stuck here until those eggs hatch. Morith should be told… when he wakes up. Poor Athenath. She should have waited. We could have dealt with D’mar… But all will be well. the gold hummed softly.
Lokin fell asleep between the larger twin’s feet, and when the morning came didin’t rise with the sun.

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Lilly was woken by Mirrath, who had her head stuck over the stands, watching the two golds and their rider. Lilly moved carefully to look. And there are eggs. Four. Large. Hm. Lets leave them be. Between Dianath and Morith nothing will be getting close to those eggs while Athenath sleeps. And you watch if you wish love. I’m much to tired for this. Mirrath nodded her eyes whirling in oranges, blues and reds as she watched.

Dianath answered for her sleeping twin. Come in Morith. She’s sleeping. Just don’t step on the eggs. she ordered easily standing up. She wasn’t as big as morith but she was getting close. And her rider mumbled something. She turned to look at the blonde rider and the weyrleader. She snorted and turned away watching the bronze and her twin. Athenath woke just enough to know what was going on and made a sound that was quite happy as she chirped at morith before falling back asleep.

Lokin woke up quickly. ”V’riy.” though her brain didn’t fully catch up. ”Y-Your right. ‘M j’st tired.” she said sitting up, but staying close to him, obviously she was awake, but not enough to know what was going on. She shook her head slightly. Lokin mine. Wake up please. He’s right you should be in your weyr. said Dianath softly, as she settled down next to her sister again, daring Morith to try to move her from right behind her twin. Dianath didn’t not like morith, but she didn’t like him either. So that was his lot there.

”I’m sorry. Thank you for coming down…” she blushed for a second as she realized that his coat was around her shoulders.