[Khamaith's Hatching] The Best of Life [Open]

[Tsunake]

Serrekhar

One minute, he'd been thinking about... stuff, and the next, the wind got knocked soundly out of him as the Green Pink Striped green was battered into him and a few others. What in the--?! Before he could even react, the man yelped as talons easily sliced through skin. His instinct was to thrash, but he knew that would be an awful idea with those claws still trying to grip. Having the lessons on what to do in this scenario hammered into him enough times by now, the big man curled up and covered his head and neck. As soon as he got a chance, he'd do his best to get away from the fray--but right now, he couldn't tell what was going on in the chaos!

demon_pachabel

HOLY HECK.

Mr Cheri

 

[demon_pachabel]

Josen

He'd been admiring the scene between the baby gold and her new lifemate when shouting from a different pair had drawn his attention - the Green Pink Striped Green and Yellow Swirl Brown were fighting more viciously than before and before Josen can fully process what had happened....

When did-

He'd been on his feet one moment with Serrekhar, the next he was sprawled out on his back, realizing for the first time that not only was the sand hot...it was hard! The back of his head was ringing like someone had clunked something hard into it, and in the next moment there were claws tearing through flesh as...the green? Hoo, his head was swimming.... The green was getting up with prejudice and it was going to take a minute to see if he needed a healer.

Despite this, Josen was at least calm enough to call out to Serrekhar - "Oi, you're not dead, right?"

Weren't baby dragons not supposed to be flying for at least 4-5 more months?

Tsunake

 

[faesinger]

Allamor

Allamor hadn’t stopped paying attention to the dragons but he was still surprised by the sudden change in mood by the green. Allamor’s head whipped around to look at the pair and he tried to block Zaexillia from getting hurt. But he got hurt in the process. Hissing as the claws got his leg, Allamor angled his body to avoid getting hit by the green even more. The wound felt deep and he could already feel the blood seeping down his leg and into the robe sticking the wound. Well, now he was extra alert.

Sweet Symmetry

Mr Cheri

 

[Prism Shine]

Shoxiel - He/His - Western

Things had remained mostly calm, but it seemed that a pin had dropped on the sands. The stand off between the brown and green exploded, and Shoxiel stepped more forcefully in front of Loctius -- not completely, but as he saw the green go flying, he’d at least keep his little brother safe. There was a moment of pride for the brown not rising to taunts, though he hoped whatever had angered the green might be soothed soon.

Spockat

Protecc

 

[ShinosBee]

Finnisa—High Reaches—She/Her
Well, Finnisa wasn't sure why anyone'd worry about a gold, persay... even at Western, it was still a dragon, and wouldn't a gold be just lovely? She'd already chosen, so it wasn't to be this time, but she for one wouldn't have turned the little dear away. She glanced at Oreune, one shoulder raised in a mild shrug "I mean, true, I guess—"

And then Oreune was gone. A blur of green, and then a beat later, brown, came whirling into sight, and Finn went stumbling back away from the fray with wary eyes and a hammering heart. There wasn't anything she could do, she knew, miserable as it was... and a moment later she registered a small flicker of pain, where some wing claw or other sharp bit had probably grazed along the back of her hand in the tussle. Nothing major at all, but she tucked the hand to herself as she took another cautious step back, thoughts firmly locking down into a sense of forced calm, a sort of muted mental silence in lieu of registering any distress. The healers would come, once the dragonets had moved on...  

[magnadearel]

Candidate Omurntas he/him - Western

Outrage finally came to the sands, but not from where he'd expected it. Oh no. It was Green Pink Striped green who was furious and at the Yellow Striped brown no less. He warily watched, thankfully far enough away not to be in immediate danger. Others were no so lucky as the green launched through the candidates to get to her brown brother. "Ouch," he commented to no one in particular, sympathy with the candidates caught in the middle.


Candidate Bionden she/her - Western

She gave a cry as a scuffle erupted among a couple of the dragonets. A green and brown were having down over something. Bion winced as the brown kicked his sister into the crowd of candidates, some who fared better than others. While she was lucky and didn't get hurt, the nice candidate from earlier had an irate green land upon him and several others. Bion moved those standing with her out of harms way best she could.

Now it was her turn to offer Allamor help. She moved back over to him. "You ok? Want to see a healer?" She frowned at the blood coming down his leg.

faesinger

Sweet Symmetry

 

[houllow]

Oreune

Now she could say she knew what it felt like to be bodied by a dragonet, and to be stabbed by one as well. It felt sort of like stabbing herself accidentally with the loom, except her adreneline was in full power run and having the air knocked out of her meant it was like seeing stars. Or nothing really, as she coughed loudly and attempted to get free from whatever was going on.

Except there was a claw near her gut, and every time she attempted to move she could feel it p***k and scratch and tear at her skin and she wanted to get up but shards and shells there was a dragonet fighting nearby and she'd been hit. "Get!" She wheezed, as the air tried to flood back into her lungs. "Get off!! Of me!!" Maybe she felt like she was yelling as loud as she could, but it was mere squeaks against the rumble of angry baby fighting.

There was no way she hadn't been scratched up pretty badly, but unless she could get to her feet (nope, not yet) there was a chance she was going to take a lot more pain. "Move, mo ooooooove!" Maybe she was yelling in her head. It probably all was in her head, but she needed to get up and so she was trying to push herself up and away before something else happened.

They weren't even here for her so why get her involved?! What the shards!

Mr Cheri

 

[Spockat]

Sivu - [He/Him] - Western Weyr
Sivu did in fact move closer to his little herd of friends.. well! Some were new faces, they could be friends now. He was caught between wanting to dive behind them so he didn't get his behind clawed off - or standing his gangly self in front just to be sure everyone was all right. It was a bit..farther away so he didn't have to worry right this second, right? He ripped his gaze away to see if any eggs were moving in the commotion.

Loctius - [He/Him] - Western Weyr
Loctius became extremely mindful of his surroundings, watching the redwhirring tinge of the green. The brown just wanted a nap, poor little guy. Big siblings went away, and now it was time to get the claws out, ha.

He was prepared to move - leap - anything. Loctius really, really did not want to taste claws after nearly eating the sand today. It was really just like an older brother tonstand in front of him, a buffer - hopefully Shoxiel's protection wasn't needed. The complete and utter goober. If he had to miss a few of the eggs rocking and maybe cracking, so be it. He wasn't gonna get caught with his pants..er robes down.  

[demon_pachabel]

Juhvek

"Woah, woah, woah," Juhvek had barely acknowledged the impression of the gold when one of the other babies was launched by her brother, causing Juhvek to again take up a position where he could better watch out for the sister's behind him. Just in case.

He'd actually...not seen something like that recently. Or ever. He couldn't remember every fighting move between babies ever after all.

Tsunake

Meepfur

 

[SilverLutz]

Rundanrul - Western

Well now, things were starting to get a bit hectic now that the queen had Impressed. Rundanrul's gaze flicked off the Butterfly bronze to watch Yellow Striped brown and Green Pink Striped green have at it, tearing each other and Candidates up as they went. He was glad it was happening elsewhere on the sands, leaving him to survey the rest of the clutch. So far it was all greens and blues aside from the one brown and bronze, so he eventually turned back to watching Butterfly sit there doing nothing.

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Surel - Western

Feeling Etansi's attention turn to Dystzha, Surel realized a bit belatedly that drawing attention to Dystzha's tears might not have been the best idea. She knew if she'd gotten nervous or happy or whatever emotion had caused them she wouldn't want people looking at her and asking if she was all right.

Taking Dystzha's lead, Surel quickly turned back to the sands just in time for the golden queen to Impress and for two other siblings to start a bit of a rumpus, knocking into Candidates and sending them to the ground, blood and ichor starting to flow once more. Her enthusiastic smile faltered a bit at the sight but she stood her ground between the other two girls. If things came their way she'd probably step back again, but for now it was far enough that she didn't feel immediately threatened.

"Yeah...good on her," she said, trying to regain some of that forced enthusiasm. "Oh dear...this could get messy very quickly."

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Vimeran - High Reaches

There went the queen, quite quickly too. That was for the best, Vimeran supposed, though he was honestly a bit surprised at how quickly the dragons were finding Theirs once they actually took the time to look. All three that had Impressed had done so on the first or second try, it seemed.

He was about to comment on the relaxed tone of the clutch when Yellow Swirl and Green Pink Striped went at it, talons and wings and tails flying every which way, Candidates on the ground and the sand soaking up spilled fluids.

"What was that about it being remarkably quiet?"

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T'sar

From above, Adarith sent Iskernyk a wave of pride tinged with thanks. He wasn't the type to preen or seek compliments but he took them when they were given, certainly. T'sar told him how handsome he was but coming from someone else it made it a little different, less of a given.

"Perhaps another time, then." T'sar's attention was pulled back down to the sands as the noise level began to rise, the sounds of baby dragons fighting filling the area. He gave a delicate sniff and adjusted how the hem of his tunic was seated, glad that he'd never needed to be down there and risk life and limb to be chosen. It was rare, of course, and now he risked life and limb frequently, but the less messy, dangerous things he had to do in life the better. He counted himself among the lucky to be sure.

"Messy business, dragon riding. From Candidacy to the day you die," he said, a bit a forlorn tone to his voice.

Hattaki

Prism Shine

Spockat

 

[~Kiana_Nala~]

Halvor put his arm out in front of the others and ever gently, but firmly, pushed them back. "This might get ugly." He said, his eyes trained upon the green and brown dragonets as they poised themselves to launch at each other again. "Just try to keep clear of the claws." He added, his focus on the green. She seemed much more dangerous than the brown as the brown hadn't caused the fight. Havlor wasn't keen on the idea of being torn up by dragon claws.

"Hopefully the green keeps over there." He finally added.

Dea and #Teddy#

dawns_aura

 

[Sweet Symmetry]

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Zaexillia [WW] - 16 - she/her/hers - Candidate/Apprentice Healer

It was nice when things began to settle down. It seemed like there were a lot of shining personalities amongst the dragonets, and Zae enjoyed being able to appreciate each one. The little injured green was comforted, and even Impressed- her rider heroically carrying her to the dragonhealers. The healer within mentally nodded with pride at Rasthell’s actions. Sensible, of course- but surely the desire for food would weigh on him too (or so she imagined).

With the Impression of the gold to another woman, Zae turned her focus to the blues- but perhaps her attention would have been better off elsewhere. The Yellow Striped Brown and the Green Pink Striped Green seemed to have started a bit of a kerfuffle, and as the fight broke out candidates were knocked about.

She froze.

It wasn’t like her to panic- but she just… she hadn’t imagined a candidate being so bodily thrown. Or a _dragonet_, for that matter. And yet, here she was- Allamor moved to protect her and received a claw to the leg for his effort. Zae hadn’t been quick enough to move- staggering as the green scrabbled for purchase- claw lancing tender flesh. “Shells.” She breathed, the flash of pain a sharp reminder of the consequences of slow reactions. She fell backwards, determined to put more space between herself and the squabbling siblings.

Moments later she looked down, part of her thigh now red. The wound wasn’t deep, but it would need dressing. Slowly, mechanically almost, her training kicked in- clean it, disinfect it, wrap it. There was no water on the sands, no numbweed or redwort. She had her robe… Shaking hands moved to begin tearing strips from it. Of course, there were healers nearby, yet the girl had all but forgotten exactly how to get off the sands and out of further harm’s way. Need to dress it. Get the sand out.

Fascinating. It was her own blood.

And yet, the dragonets were agitated, and becoming even more of a danger to themselves. Absent-mindedly, without a true appreciation for the gravity of the situation, Zae began to make shushing noises. “Hey now, it’s all right, it’s okay. Just need to step back and make sure nobody else gets hurt okay? We’ll all get a turn to admire and appreciate you…” She wasn’t speaking to any dragonet in particular- even if they did choose to listen to her- but she hoped it was the calm, soothing tone they heard. Poor children.

tatterpixie

magnadearel

faesinger

 

[demon_pachabel]

Fahn

"Woah!

Woah!

Woah!"

Fahn threw her hands up in the air at the impressive fighting moves, suddenly distracted by Yellow Swirl brown from her previous posturing over the two blues (who were likely not getting the attention they craved now) - maybe she should have been a touch more alarmed by it all. It wasn't that she liked them hurting each other....

she just hadn't been able to stop herself before it all came out. Whoops!

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Matotoka

Wooooooah, that was quite a move - though Matotoka wasn't as familiar with anybody in that spray of candidates even if he couldn't help but grimace at it all.

Was anybody dead?

It did look like one of the other greens was doing her best to step in and mediate things down. Even if she had to step on a few candidates to do it.

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Papys

"Oh, oh oh oh, that's..." a bad look. Papys couldn't help but place his hand against the scars on his chest, frowning ever so slightly. Was everybody okay?

That one green looked a little on the...drippy side. But spotted green was trying her best - and that counted for something!