[Zenobiath's Hatching] In Their Eyes Shine Stars

[Meepfur]

Nashwa - she/her

"So I've seen," was Nashwa's simple reply. She wouldn't bring up how dreadfully things had gone the last time she'd attended a Hatching at High Reaches, with a Candidate dead and many others injured, not to mention how things had gone with Killakeeth's clutch. She thought it an inappropriate time to bring up the past, not when the current Hatching was, by comparison, going fairly well. Candidates were, for the most part, behaving as they should from what she could tell. "Looks like things are picking up again."

Hopefully this activity would be...less dramatic.

Shaddaling

 

[Revel1984]

Helane was watching the antics of the blue when she heard a voice close by, she turned her head and saw Dhawsn, while she couldn't remember his name offhand, she certainly remembered the face "HAAAAAY" she beamed, smile broad "WOW YOU'RE...." she flinched, "Sorry... quiet.. gotta stop yelling... Anyway... " she shook her head "You're looking fine, i've seen worse from these guys" she said, thumbing in the direction of the hatchlings.

medigel

 

[Uta]

The Blue Ornament egg gave a friendly little cheep at both Tandry and Lelte--especially when the other seemed to drop his arm away. Giving the girl one last nuzzle, she added, Ok, well if you're sure! Just let me know if you need anything else! Thank you, come again! And with that, the little green moved away from the pair, eyes still whirling bright.

She padded around, and this time trotted up to Ryala, and gave a little nuzzle and a cheep. You called? I'm happy to stop and see you. Having a nice time? Seems like it's going all right--don't you think? Lots of eggs wriggling. Lots of nice dragons, too, don't you think? There was nothing but sunshine and rainbows from this little green--never mind the blood and chaos that had happened moments before.

Ryala

dawns_aura

- - - -

The Rudolph Brown sat in the sand for a while, having watched the affairs with his brothers. His eyes fell upon Blue Ding Dong, and he gave a small snort. He said nothing, of course, but his derision was clear--why on earth would a blue have the gall to walk like he owned the place? Hadn't Argamath made it perfectly clear what happened when you stepped out of line? He was about to say something, when his gaze instead fell on Santa Bronze.

Forgive my delayed arrival, sir. I'm reporting for duty, ready and willing--and don't worry, your grace, I know a real bronze when I see one. Not like these wannabes. What are the orders?

- - -
Ding Dong Blue gave an approving croon at his mother's words, standing taller and prouder. He was a little prince, after all--no matter if his hide was stained blue. The blood that stained him would be easily cleaned--and instead, he turned his proud attention back to the Candidates.

Hopefully they would all be better behaved.

Taking his first steps through the crowd, he stopped first at Rhiyn. His eyes whirled a bit red and he immediately gave a snort. I assure you, child, bronzes are overrated. You'll never Impress with that sort of attitude. As if some qualifying note that any would be nice would somehow soften the blue.

Please.

And with that, he turned aside. Greatness came in many colors--how many Candidates would turn blind eyes on him? And how many might he need remind

Thaliawen

- - -
Oh wow! What a commotion!

Red & Green Striped Paper suddenly shook as two eggs collided and hatched right next to it! With a sudden shrug, the egg wibbled, wobbled, and finally began to crack! A voice within it could be clearly heard, somewhat irate, and full of judgement. Excuse you! You're doing it wrong! All wrong! You're supposed to hatch, not crash! Honestly. Like this!! Watch a pro!

And the being inside could clearly be seen working at the edges of its shell, rocking back and forth, attempting to hatch as an egg well should!  

[Meepfur]

M'yk and Dobrokhoth

No matter the hour, Dobrokhoth of course would never have allowed them to be late to such a grand occasion as a Hatching: not only did he feel that they were obliged to attend in order to show respect for the clutchparents, hatchlings, and Weyr as a whole, he did so love babies! And M'yk wasn't without interest in the proceedings, either, as not only was his younger brother over from Western to Stand for it, her sister and their brown had gone and Searched their sharding nieces. Nadry had proven to have an exceptional talent for being disruptive even when she wasn't trying to be (and sometimes he seriously wondered if she actually was). It was like she existed to cause him headaches.

Still, under all the annoyance was genuine fondness, because she was his baby sister, and more capable as a rider than he would ever have thought her to be. But it was hard to get past the 'baby sister' part of the equation, and he couldn't help but be uncomfortable with certain things. He'd still not quite wrapped his mind around the fact that she had two weyrmates - because really, why would he want to think about that? - let alone that she was now a mother. He was not at all looking forward to what their nieces might get up to, now that they were here.

He was going to worry himself to an early death, at this rate.

Not long after they're arrived at the Hatching Grounds, a familiar green flit had found him, which meant that Yllaei wanted company. Ah, yes. Of course the universe wanted him to have more awkwardness in his life, because why not? One of the only serious relationships he'd had over the Turns coming back to haunt him anew. She was a lovely woman, but, well. Serious relationships required time and devotion that, like many riders, he found he didn't always have available to give, especially with the return of Thread. He had duties, and had thought it unfair to keep anyone bound to him, or to expect attention from someone when he often couldn't give it in turn. He shooed the firelizard off with an assurance that he'd be along, but he he wasn't right along. If Dobrokhoth had been paying attention to him and not the babies, the brown would have accused him of stalling, but he could hardly ignore every friend and wingmate he happened by on his way up the Stands. So with a chat here and an exchange there, a few hatchlings had already Impressed by the time he found the Baker.

"Yllaei," he offered cordially.

Dea and #Teddy#

Herg'r and Hyglath

It was! Hatching time!! Bubbling with excitement, Hyglath had woken his immediately, adamant as always that they not miss a single thing, because babies. It wasn't only the dragon hatchlings that interested him, either, as he always had a special interest in and deep affection for all of Herg'r's hatchlings, and they certainly both wanted to be in attendance to support them. The bronzerider was ready quickly - he never had been fussy about his appearance -and the two arrived promptly, with Hyglath crooning happy tidings to any and all dragons he happened to be perched near.

Herg'r, for his part, had worked his way up the Stands to find a certain crecheworker. He knew it was her daughter's first time Standing, which would have been worrying enough even without whatever had transpired at the Touching. It was a worry he knew all too well, and, as it turned out, a warranted one.

He was there for Mailse to grab onto with no objections or judgement, and be and do whatever she needed him to.

demon_pachabel

belated and kind of meh tag but hi, he here.

 

[Shaddaling]

Rhylune- High reaches- she/her/hers

"Ooh, ooh, look at him go." She moved on her feet, leaning forward a bit, watching the red and green present egg move, and it was the egg, since the little blue had not yet managed to get completely out of it. She gave a soft giggle, that was just so cute! You could do it baby.

And there was greens! They were so cute and they seemed happy. That blue though, wasn't he beautiful. He knew he was a handsome thing. She admired the absolute confidence of the Ding dong blue.

More eggs were starting to move and she was just getting so excited.

Meepfur

Nashwa - she/her

 

[sariraii]

Nyrida - Whren
It wasn't a matter of time--she wasn't discouraged, she just doubted she would be worthy of such a fine creature as a dragon. These magnificent hatchlings were shown the best of the best, options with strength. She could offer something, perhaps, but did she have the same potential as others? She was self-aware, in a way; she was a bit of a drag to be around, at times, and she knew it. Still, a hatching was not a time to let herself dwell on her inadequacies, and aloud, she offered just a nod. "You are correct--a wait would be well worth it. If a dragon is meant for me, then one will come." And if one wasn't, well, then, they wouldn't come.

It brought a smile to her face when a hatchling that was more egg than dragon began waddling around. The egg-dragon bumped into two other eggs. The hatching seemed to be more mellow now, so she relaxed ever so slightly, watching the antics of the little dragons and eggs. There was so much to watch, and there was no violence at present. For now, at least.

So much for positivity. She tried to shift her mindset back.

Shaddaling

 

[Thaliawen]

The bloodstained—shards, was the girl he’d charged alright?—blue stopped at Rhiyn and he couldn’t help the hope rising within him. Was he about to Impress? Was Tarroi? But no. The blue was angry with him!

Never Impress? He tensed. “What? Hey, I didn’t mean...” He would have been happy with any. “Sorry, I’ll keep that in mind.” He didn’t want to end up mauled! Best to agree with the dragonet and let it pass.

Uta

Tatterpixie

 

[Princess_Feylin]

Ara (Western) - she/her

There were so many eggs hatching and dragonets moving around at this point that Ara was standing somewhat dumbstruck, just turning her head whenever something new caught her attention. Her feet were planted, which was probably for the best, as it meant she wasn't meandering in the direction of any hatchling that caught her eye, which she vaguely recalled would get her into trouble, but they were also getting uncomfortably warm. She wondered why candidates were required to wear thin sandals. That seemed unnecessarily harsh.

At least no one was fighting now, and the belligerent brown seemed to be receiving a healer's attention. Ara was certain she would not have been able to help crying if a newly hatched dragon actually died on the sands. She knew, in a vague sort of way, that sometimes dragons didn't find their bond and would slip between, but she couldn't imagine that with the crush of candidates on offer this evening that would be a problem. And then she wondered whose job it was to clean the ichor and blood from the sands.
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Tonori (High Reaches) - he/him

So far none of the hatchlings had come anywhere near Tonori, which was hardly a surprise. He was standing near the back of the candidate group, for one thing, and he was not a particularly stand-out sort of fellow. He wasn't even among the top five tallest candidates on the sands, which was usually how he managed to attract attention, when he did at all. It was still a little disappointing though, how thoroughly dragons seemed to ignore him. Oh, he was glad not to have been savaged, certainly, but he wouldn't mind at least being noticed. He gave a mental shrug and reminded himself that it wasn't and had never been his job to stand out or to be special, just to do his duty. That should be enough, and if it wasn't then it wasn't.

He wasn't sure what to make of the newest bronze's request that people form a line to meet him. That seemed...like not what they were supposed to do. Still, he began moving in that direction. Candidates weren't forbidden to move around on the sands, and they weren't supposed to upset the hatchlings. He was pretty sure he wouldn't get in trouble for complying here.  

[Thaliawen]

The bronze was inviting them to line up. Ionan looked to Kinye. “I’ll be back right after I meet him, okay?” He promised. “And then we can wait for the rest of the babies together.” It was nice, spending this time with his sister. He hoped she knew he appreciated her, even if he didn’t always say so.

He headed make a line with other male candidates.

demon_pachabel

 

[Spockat]

Rahmsii - HR - [he/him]

Rahmsii heard the bronze's request. Interesting.. but it didn't seem to have a flare of aggression to it. "Seems he's asking for Male candidates?" He whispered, mostly to himself. He looked over towards the candidate master a moment, almost robbed certain he was doing whatever this request was right. What was the harm? Candidates moved and talked - he wasn't going to do anything to disturb the eggs or hatchlings.

Scratches that ached were ignored, Rahmsii made his way to the other candidates gathering, to see this bronze. He moved carefully, lightly as his bulk could. Ever mindful that that a tail or wing might be out of his sight - and he didn't want raked for treading.  

[Shaddaling]

Whren - High reaches - He/him/his

Whren gave a low sound unsure if his pep talk had really hit her, and he would admit it wasn't something that he really did that often. Outside of Jemi. He paused and decided that was enough for now... at least in talking. He was going to introduce her to Jemi though after this.

There was more hatchings a pair of greens, a new blue and another bronze... ooh. "If you would excuse me Nyrida, I been summoned." He nodded to the Christmas Tree Bronze to acknowledge he had heard and left, walking slowly towards him and settled in the line to greet the bronze properly. It was the hatchlings day and he would greet the bronze as he so wished. It was an honor to do so.

He kept his shoulders straight and eyes focused on the handsome bronze that was in front of him.

sariraii

Nyrida

Mr Cheri

Christmas tree bronze

 

[Smerdle]

Rykin

He was drawn to the newest brown and bronze dynamic unfolding in front of him, but only long enough to wonder at it before looking to the flurry of greens and blues dotting the sands. Haughty, terrified, deferential, friendly, but none for him. Suddenly Rykin felt so sure of it. And if his dragonet wasn't here, then what was the harm in playing along?

He moved forward, one step closer to the Christmas Tree bronze.

You are very handsome, young one. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

 

[houllow]

Haveli

Where had Mel gone?? Haveli was only a little aware of suddenly being alone and it prompted irritation. For all the talk of people sticking with one another she sure was abandoned more often than not.

And what was with all the boy based dragons? Her only chance, it seemed, would be a green but there was only one on the sand now (that she noticed) and if she recalled correctly that green had pitied her.

She did not want pity. Ever.

Maybe after the hatching was done she'd go and find Mel, provided Mel hasn't Impressed, and they'd drink the day away. Wasn't it nice she was making more plans?  

[Prism Shine]

Ahula - HR Candidate - She/Her

She glanced over at Mel, an eyebrow raising slightly before shrugging. "I'm not.. particularly inclined to get eaten by Zenobiath, or possibly spook a baby between." Ahula glanced over at the smear of blood on the sands, grimacing. "Or become toe next paint on the sands. They'll figure it out. He just seems a bit.. scared." She could understand that, and hoped the little one would find shelter soon.

However, the blue who had taken his revenge on a candidate had Ahula's gaze occasionally, not wanting to possibly end in his warpath… And even after mauling a candidate, he was due respect just as any dragon on the sands was. "I hope that one's okay," She nodded to the Snowflake egg and the troubles the dragon within seemed to be having. Were they a white, possibly? And some hadn't begun to shake yet..

Medigel