It's Now The Monster Mash: The Spooky Clutch Hatching!

[Meepfur]

Rio both appreciated and approved of the way Lennik interposed himself between their little group and the fight, but it wasn't in his nature to just stand back and allow him to do so alone. With a wink and a flash of a grin that didn't suit the grim circumstances in the least, but still meant for reassurance rather than flirting or bravado, he stepped up beside the other young man. "I take it we're feeling brave, then," he said companionably, though the tone fell flat as further chaos erupted, Angel was tossed to the side by his much larger brother, and two more hatchlings erupted from their shells to join the fray. This Hatching became more and more horrifying ny the moment. "How brave are we feeling, exactly?"

Because that white...that poor, brave white. Was he even still alive? But Zinath was reminding them not to intervene, they would only make things worse. What could they do but witness and hope? Please, please don't die. Call Yours, wherever they are, let them save you...

demon_pachabel

Tsunake

-_Wish of Tevarae_-

 

[Ryala]

Ryala

No. Oh, no!

The white hatchling looked... dead!

The redhead had run halfway to the limp white form on the Sands before she realized that she was even moving. No! Not a dragon!  

[ChaosTheories]

Jagmund

"Stupid dragons, don't you see what you are doing?" Jagmund hissed through his teeth, gritting them against the pain. Blood flowed freely from his left arm, creating patterns of red down his hand and onto the sands. But they were no longer attacking him. Instead, their rage had turned to another boy and the little white. He watched in horror as the Hunter took his once ally and shook him like a doll before throwing him away like garbage. The Demon had been one thing, but the Hunter bronze... he was something else, and Jagmund feared him even more.

Suddenly, another egg practically exploded and revealed a blue. It was the angry egg from the Touching? Er, one of them? Jagmund's thoughts were a bit fuzzy. The thought that he'd better move out of the way entered his brain a little too slowly and the Frankenstein Monster blue barreled into him, knocking him onto his side and crunching something in his chest. Jagmund yelled again, and this time, the pain was a much deeper throb. Ribs... it must have been ribs. He wheezed and coughed, his breath coming painfully now.

A brown then hatched too, from an egg Jagmund hadn't met at the Touching. This dragonet didn't run into him - thank Faranth - and ran for Farellan. Damn, if the boy was still alive - !  

[Mewsings of An Angel]

Kieza

The emotions welling within the girl threatened to spill over as she watched the small white dragon be tossed aside like... nothing. "No no no! Please let there not be death today! Please get up, little one! Come find your Bonded, let them love you and make you well! Please get up!" The girl felt herself screaming, her volume almost uncontrolled in her shock and dismay at the sight she was witnessing. This was the last thing that she ever wanted to witness, and this was not something ballads or stories could ever ready you for. But they never said anything about a dragon dying by another. It was always in fantastical battles against Thread or dying by age's long hand. But never... never by one of their own. Shards and shells! Please get up! Her voice and her mind screamed and she could feel tears pricking at her eyes, but she dare not tear her eyes away, for fear that she would miss something.

There had to be something that could be done! Could another... larger dragon intervene? But.. no.... they could get scared and Between.... Please don't die, little one! Please don't.

She fond herself half covering her ears as a keening wail filled them and her eyes were torn from the White fallen dragonet to another Blue who had made it's entrance. Would it... fight too? Would more blood be spilled?  

[Revel1984]

Farellen gasped when the Hunter's wings tore, he didn't react TOO much at first, shock clouding the pain for the moment, "nooo" he cried when he saw the little white body being shaken, nonono, this was his fault, his breathing hitched, but he didn't have time to move out of the way before his arm was gripped, he screamed as something snapped and one end went limp and dangled.... wrongly. he didn't quite go all the way down though until the bronze ripped into his face, claws leaving deep gouges, he was lucky not to lose his nose, his right eye however.... was another matter, only the Healers could determine if he lost it or just lost the sight in it, however he could barely see out of either, blood rushing down from the wounds on his head, he finally went to the ground as the Hunter scrabbed on him, then the DEMON grabbed him and shook him like Hunter had shaken Angel but Farellen was halfway to unconciousness by that point. He didn't even register that he was being dragged away by another Candidate... AND a dragon .... He lay limp, the bloodied and broken arm twisted badly beneath him, looking all kinds of wrong, bleeding out on the Sands, he needed emergency attention... FAST or he was possibly going to die, his breathing was shallow, ragged and bubbled slightly.

CALLING ANY/ALL HEALERS, this boy gonna need major help

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Serfie had been watching with horror as the Hunter bronze appeared to be out to KILL, not just maim, the bad bronze from before. No.. this wasn't right...then some shaffing idiot put himself between them.... and got what he... kind of ... deserved, though she hoped the boy wasn't dead. However her heart leapt into her mouth when the bronze shook the white, She watched the limp, white form, just... lay there on the sands, "SOMEONE HELP IT!" she screamed, fighting the urge to run away, and the urge to run to the poor thing. Instead just standing still.... torn. "please don't die, you were nice"  

[Nilah44]

Varinia couldn't take it any more. She'd watched the maulings with mild disgust. She'd watched the two impressions with happiness. But she watched the dragon on dragon fighting with fear and worry. Especially when the little white tried to stop things when they got too far. “No!” She shouted. And as the Angel got drug out of the way by a sibling. Varinia gave in to her heart and rushed over to the little white. “Hey, hey there. It'll be okay. You were so brave. I can bring candidates over, you need to find yours and then the healers can help. Can I help you?” Varinia wished so much to help him. Especially as the sensitive Banshee hatched and started wailing.  

[Smerdle]

It had been a mistake to turn his back on the fighting hatchlings, but fortunately for Oer, the only repercussions he suffered for now stemmed from one of his fellow candidates knocking him off balance as they stumbled away from claws and teeth. As Kambri moved off to try to... assist the greens, he supposed, Oerlen faced the warring dragonets again, shocked to see how the tables had turned.

The white...

He couldn't think about that now.

Someone needed to help that boy, the one in the Plaid brown's teeth. He looked over to where they had brought the other mauled candidates, hoping that someone might intervene, all the while inching slowly away.  

[Shaddaling]

Rylyrr

That, shards, shards, shards. Rylyrr moved. He knew he wasn’t supposed to help but at this point he was sure nothing he did would be worse and that he could handle the white’s claws and teeth if the baby woke and attack him. He tore off the sleeves of his candidate robes, bunching them up. “Your robe, quickly, tear it up. We have to stop the bleeding. “ He yelled and knelt by the hatchling, looking over trying to gauge which wound was worse and then said Shard it, and started to press the white cloth against the worse gashes and gaps he could see. "Come on little one, just keep breathing."

If they were breathing, he was to shaken to check. Focus and just stop what he could.

Nilah44

Ryala

Mx Cherie

 

[SilverLutz]

Things descended into chaos quite quickly, just as the Touching had. Venn could barely keep track of what was going on as more eggs hatched, the fighting grew even more vicious, another Candidate was mauled, the White dragon was tossed aside like a rag doll...shells, what was this Hatching?!

The charging blue nearly caught him, but Venn stepped away from the blue just in time to be knocked into by the brown coming in behind him. The force was enough to send him to the ground and he landed hard in the Sands on his hands and knees, but other than that he was fine.

"Burn it, these dragons are-"

But before he could say anything more that familiar screech of the Banshee hit him. He grimaced as he got up in time to see what the blue was so upset about. The White dragon, now with a few Candidates around it, was lying limp and possibly lifeless on the Sands.

"Shards," he groaned as he got to his feet, brushing the hot sand off his hands. He ached to do something, anything! But he knew he'd end up like those who were bleeding on the ground, human and dragon alike. His mission today was to find his One, his little dragon to care for, and he ached for them - if they were here - to hurry and find him so they could leave this carnage.  

[Ryala]

~Ladellan~

Turning away from his own injuries, Del was just in time to witness Farellan being torn apart by both of the angry bronzes. SHARDS!! Running over, he tried to carefully pull the other free, hoping that in doing so he wasn't causing more damage.  

[faesinger]

Shahera became distracted from her potential hunt by a different hunt. That was not good. Part of her, the calculating and scheming part, knew life would be easier if the Angel died. The rest of her nearly keened for the baby. Please, please, call yours, she thought, hoped. A hand went out to Serfie, whether to keep Serfie from moving, running, or just for human contact, Shahera didn’t know. The Banshee’s wail pierced her, and was answered with a small whine. Things were getting really bad and none of the babies seem interested in impressing.

Revel1984

 

[Nilah44]

Her new companion seemed to have an idea of how to help the little white so she followed his instructions and did the same by ripping her sleeves off and putting it to one of the many wounds to try to stop the bleeding. "We have to help him...this just isn't right..."

shaddaling

 

[ShinosBee]

Dolmar

Dolmar could only look on as hell continued to break loose to greater and greater degrees. What...was wrong with this clutch? The pain crested again and he let himself lie back, thoughts wandering. He did hope there were enough healers to handle this...and that the paperwork to request a transfer to another weyr—any other weyr—could be easily found. His brother wouldn't like it...but he would not subject himself (or his twin) to this horror a second time. Western's dragons clearly weren't up to snuff if this what what they bred.

Falienn

What had started as a mildly interesting hatching had become the stuff of nightmares. He wanted to leave. Be anywhere but here. His gaze roved over the crowd, seeking out K'ienn, eyes accusing as if to say, 'you brought me here, put me in front of this'. He'd not yet really made his feelings for his father well known...but if this was the sort of thing considered normal....That little white dragonet was probably dead or dying. He didn't expect his father to care about that though. Only a white, right? Tsk.

Teiha

 

[Revel1984]

"but it's hurt..... really badly, it looks like it's dying" she sobbed but didn't push against the restraining hand, she was thankful for it to be honest, in fact she grabbed it with her own, squeezing, not thinking, just reacting, especially as Banshee's wail shattered not only it's own egg but seemingly cracked some nearby, her heart felt like it was breaking.

faesinger