[Mystery Hatching] A Mysterious Kind of Folk

[Thaliawen]

The new brown was certainly vain. Marinel had some experience with that particular personality trait. Even his strut seemed almost familiar.

“Hello,” he said, having taken a step back when they were leaned into. But he didn’t seem to have an intent to harm. “You’re beautiful, aren’t you?”

Uta

 

[houllow]

TETH

Teth paused in his steps and turned his head to look down at the little blue hatchling that had called to him. Then Impress. Find yours. What else was there to say? He made sure to let the little blue know he loved him, but maybe he should at least watch this one. It would be mean not to, and so he moved and placed his back towards the exit. The dragon sat down, showing he wasn't going anywhere until something happened. Go on. He hummed in his tone, well aware of F'ell's increasing disappointment; his rider could wait until after this little blue found their lifemate.

The father of the clutch allowed his eyes to swirl purple as he sent a wave of love and encouragement out to all the dragonets, or at least again just to the little one who'd wanted him to stay.  

[magnadearel]

Vosin/Gold Killakeeth
If you wish to insult our children, then go ahead. Do not expect to be able to cry on my shoulder when you have regrets about not being here. The brown could stay or go, she didn’t care. Killakeeth huffed, and turned her attention fully back to the main players.

Vosin wondered what happened as Teth got to his feet. Weird. She’d ask the gold later. She wondered who’d impress next. There was so many running around now!


Candidate Omurntas Western
Several of the hatchlings found their riders and paired off. He smiled as one of the browns strutted, trying to get his bronze brother’s attention. When that didn’t work, he showed off for a group of candidates.


Rinis- Apprentice Firelizard Breeder Western
Rinis wrinkled her brow. “Is…… is the sire leaving?” The young woman was confused. But no, not just yet it seemed. Night Sky Brown was adorably strutting his stuff for a handful of candidates. Wasn’t he adorable?!  

[Sweet Symmetry]

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Keleres [WW] - 21 - she/her/hers - JM Masseuse (spy)

“I was worried too. I’m sorry I didn’t search for you sooner.” Her smiled brightened a little. It grew as the Night Sky Brown approached them, leaning against them. Keleres resisted the urge to pat those beautiful headknobs- it was wrong to touch a dragon who hadn’t Impressed to you, right?

“You’re such a handsome boy. You aren’t going to keep your rider waiting much longer, right? They’ll want to know how lucky they are…” She murmured, green eyes alight with awe and admiration.

Thaliawen

Uta

@Night Sky Brown

 

[TheWishling]

Candidate Aelyx : Western : She/Her

She shook off all her reservations, all her thoughts. About her like a mantle she pulled the warmth and charm of the woman she knew she was. To the little ones on the sands, she sent all the good will she had. Time to step back. They did what they desired. This was their day, and they were allowed to behave as they pleased, and what she would do? Is stand there. Let them look, support them as best she could. No matter what she felt, it was irrelevant. They were perfect, every one.  

[medigel]

Nikal - 19, he/him

Feeling, huh. A lot of good feeling did now. If a stranger saw Nikal in that moment, there wouldn’t have been anything noticeably different: his expression was usually some flavor of grim or dour. His eyes kept going back to the Bone Egg green as she scouted, very little betraying he had anything but the usual interest in a dragonet until she turned to the healer tents. And then, for the briefest moment, something ice cold stabbed at the young man’s heart. Wouldn’t it be just be cruel if she...

But the new weyrling that walked away with her wasn’t Veikel. It stung a little less. Though, really, what had he expected from just the few encounters before today? He was pushing his own views out onto a newborn. It wasn’t fair to her. It wasn’t fair. Too bad feelings didn’t care about fair.

Nikal took a deep breath and sighed through his nose. “Really riveting answer. Always great talking to you, Aerdan,” he said dryly, watching a few males strut.

Tsunake

faesinger

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Karunia - 20, she/her

“Name doesn’t ring a bell,” Karunia told the kid. “Could have you get looked at for that ankle and see if they’re there?” She assumed from the way Ruunan looked scared that this Rykin had been one of the guys hit by a green or brown earlier.

As far as if it got this bloody normally. “Weeeeeell...Depends?” That was a complicated answer, and Karunia didn’t do complicated unless it applied to inventions and their many moving parts. And those had an element of simple symmetry. Babies were...babies. Living, breathing, and complicated. “If this is your first time, don’t get too scared. They just had some sisterly fighting, that’s all! Things’re going smoothly.” You know, not counting the maiming and death!

Looking to Matotoka, who was probably way more aware of everything around them, she asked, “Status report?”

demon_pachabel

Sweet Symmetry

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Stormy - 19, she/her

If there was someone there for her then there was, and if there wasn’t then there wasn’t. Stormy was placid about her fate either way. But she nodded a little to show that she had heard Marinel, even if she didn’t hold the same blind optimism. It was just as nice to see the rainbows in the dragonets’ eyes when they did find their most perfect someone, enough that as she watched several more happen, her heart melted and her eyes pricked from secondhand emotion.

She tried to wipe them away as Keleres joined them, hoping no-one noticed. “Hey. Stardust miss you?” she asked softly. Starstorm certainly had kreeled at the initial separation, and she was sure to get a weepy and clingy firelizard after all was said and done.

A brown took notice of them, and Stormy wiggled a few fingers in greeting back. You're precious, she thought in agreement.

Dea and #Teddy#

Thaliawen

dawns_aura

Sweet Symmetry

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Dhawsn - 29, he/him

He nodded. “Yeah, I remember that one...I been goin’ fer almost five turns now.” Neither long not short, with the end closing in. The only thing about that Dhawsn hadn’t made peace with was the idea that he wouldn’t be able to stand on the sands and watch his kids or friends. Maybe that was why he was so adamant about Serfie’s well-being in that moment.

Well, until one of the greens decided to play a game with them, and the girl (understandably) prized herself out from his hand to get away. Dhawsn stood his ground not out of bravery but because he couldn’t find it in himself to move out of the way in time, and if he accidentally fell onto the green, he’d hurt her and more than likely get hurt in turn. Here, being a heavyset man worked to his advantage: he got pushed and knocked by the dragonet’s energy, but he didn’t fall over. Some bruising and scratches were an acceptable trade off. “Whoa there!” Dhawsn said with an appeasing smile, hands up and out slightly. She reminded him of young runnerbeasts, fresh from the womb and kicking about in hours. At least Mystery Green didn’t buck.

Once freed from her attentions, he turned to check on Fisher and Serfie and saw that the former was already helping the latter up. Neither looked too banged up, though Serfie seemed to have a new cut. “Y’all alright?” Dhawsn asked nonetheless, because he was Dhawsn, and fussing made him feel like he was at least trying to help. He brought one of his better smiles out, trying to comfort the younger Western girl as he reached out to help dust her off. (Fisher, who has hefted her like nothing, probably wouldn’t appreciate something similar, though he was still tempted.) “S’okay, hun, she caught us by surprise.”

He turned to scan the crowd for Nonami again, frowning when he finally saw them. Hadn’t...But the woman was gone, off to join the rest with one of the twin golds. Xanael had filled the gap instead, and he sighed in relief. This was one rollercoaster of a Hatching to be sure. If another wave of violence and drama broke out, he wasn’t sure what he’d do.

(Well, no, that was a lie. Dhawsn would pick up the girls and Nonami to tote back to safety if that’s what needed to happen.)

“Yeah,” he said to Fisher, watching the babies go one by one now. “Orderly’s a nice change‘ve pace. This’s been pretty big too, with all them twins.”

Revel1984

houllow

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Pyper - 16, she/her

Pyper bobbed her head vaguely. Sure. Little steps. Yeah. Then the angry ones could hit a nice sitting crowd if it felt like, instead of the standing ones. She bit the inside of her lower lip and watched, trying to take solace in the fact that more and more babies searched rather than attacked. She had just...never seen so much blood come out of a person before like that. The image wanted to pin itself to her mind like her star pin did to her hair. She barely recognized Brenley’s awkward attempt to comfort her for what it was.

“Or go back to back,” Pyper said two beats later than she would have liked. Except that required moving, and she didn’t know if her legs would follow orders. The girl hadn’t so much as breathed when several dragons inspected them before. Now she took several deep breaths to try and get rid of the new knots inside.

“Does this stuff get easier the more you go? Ugh, I feel so stupid...”

Smerdle

 

[Hattaki]

Xanael

"Oh don't worry about that, I'm just a beasthealer, what dragon wants that?" Xanael chuckled self-deprecatingly with a nod to their wound. "If you like, I can head over to the Healers with you, or carry you over there. You should get that looked at sooner rather than later so it heals without too much of a scar." Especially since the option was there. Maybe it was the fact that his twin was a Healer, but he'd constantly told Xan 'if you have the opportunity, use it'. Given his own tendencies to notice wounds he was just as bad himself most likely.

Still, he cast a glance about at all the baby dragons still out and about, more greens popping out of their shells even. More opportunities for the little one beside him, he hoped.

Prism Shine

 

[demon_pachabel]

Aryale

Aryale bundled up every good thought she had as Teth began his motion to leave, condensing it all into neat little packages to throw out all over.

Would her family happy together help?

Would how much her parents loved each other help?

She clasped her hands together and thought all of her good, happy things as hard as she could. They all deserved to be happy. Aryale wanted that atmosphere so hard she would give herself a headache to make it happen if she had to. Infinite supply, shardit.  

[Stygian Supernaut]

Vesden | High Reaches | He/Him

Look at that little guy strut, what a confident boy! Vesden knew even as the brown swaggered towards him that one couldn't be his, no way would he be what a hatchling like that wanted, but he could certainly appreciate how self assured he was and as soon as the brown rubbed against him he was thoroughly charmed.

"Aren't you something? Good luck little guy." He said quietly, resisting the urge to pet the brown as he passed. He knew better after how this had started, no need to do anything that might upset one of them no matter how friendly they seemed.  

[Uta]

Kiri
It took a moment, but the girl finally had no more tears. Felisath remained pressed tenderly against her, sharing the moment, supporting her with all the love and tenderness she could. She crooned softly, even as Kiri wiped at her eyes. She didn't care about the judgment, didn't care who saw her. This moment couldn't be ruined...wouldn't be.

She felt better. She felt... better than she had in a very, very, long time. Her parents, her brother, her Hold, her shipmates, her friends... Her grief had finally been unraveled, and the tangle that had weighed her hearts down no longer existed. She felt buoyant; happy; thrilled, even. All she saw was the most beautiful, most precious darling before her... and the love she felt for Felisath, the desire to protect, grew with every breath.

Finally, Aryale's words sunk in, and she tore her eyes away from her to look at Aryale. "Her name's Felisath," she spoke, grudgingly untangling herself and carefully pushing herself back to her feet. She brushed off the sand, and felt a great hunger grip her. Though the quiet little green didn't utter a word of complaint, the red that began to form in her eyes said it all. She wasn't angry--but she was hungry.

"Aryale I--I need to go, but I hope--" she hardly even knew what to say. The feeling was euphoric. But she was still practically speechless. All she could do was look back at Felisath, and the love in her eyes said it all.

But there was a change, and Kiri immediately bristled. Felisath turned, yellow entering her eyes as Teth moved. Confusion, not her own, played within her heart. ....is he...leaving? The smallest of creels. While she had found Hers, there was a newfound tension on the air,.

demon_pachabel

 

[Sweet Symmetry]

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Tostokki [WW] - 18 - he/him/his - Bodyguard

He was not a man oblivious to most things- especially those that would also lurk in the shadows. His eyes were drawn to the Charcoal Bronze dragon- the one who had preened and put on a secret show. At least the creature was aware of its power and strength. That would come in handy, once it had grown.

He wondered, for a moment, if the creature was stalking them… but that wouldn’t make sense. His mind went back to the moment he had touched that dark shell- guarding, watching, observant… what was the dragon searching for? I hope you find it. Tosk thought, with a surprising degree of amenability. Was he softening in the presence of so many newborns, so much hope?

Oh, he hoped not. What would his siblings say!