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 Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2018 2:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2018 2:33 pm
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Damon watched the mass chaos in shock and awe, there were so many dragons and so much violence it hurt his heart to see, but then there were the incredibly sweet dragons like the smallish green who would not hurt a fly even with the ravenous hatchling hunger abundant here.
He watched the bright bronze with sad eyes as he trolled along looking for his chosen, whoever had that majestic beast would be a lucky candidate indeed. How chivalrous and kind he was.
Damon stood patienty, perhaps one of these dragons was his? Perhaps one would take Reenav who stood near him.
I tried...
Damon blinked, wondering just where that thought had come from, it had a deep rich tone to it, like his own thoughts but in a different voice, his harper trained mind picking the differences clearly.
He looked down into whirling eyes as the bright bronze fell into his arms which he brought up to grasp him automatically.
I couldn't protect them all, my Damon, but please! Please believe in your Izdubath and next time we will rise to it together!
Tears sprang to Damon's eyes, this beautiful creature was his! So gallant, a warrior there never was before. He had done his best to protect everyone!
“My sweet boy, not to worry, they held their own, but I, I need you more. My best friend my lifemate, I have been so alone, and now I can't help but crow with joy now that you are here!” And crow he did.
“Izdubath!!!!” he called so that all would know him, Damon's PRIDE AND JOY.
He didn't notice the blood until some smeared on his hand. Aghast he screeched for a healer to attend them as he carefully wiped the wounds the green had made on the perfect bronze hide. “Scarred already little one,” he kissed the bronze snoot, caring not a whit who saw or who judged him. “You are amazing, I am so lucky.” He pulled the wedge shaped head closer and cried salty tears onto the brand new hide, careful to avoid the scratches.
I really did try to help them, but I sensed you needed me more as I needed you. the bronze nudged his riders arm gently. But I am so hungry right now I can't even think, but I know I love you my Damon.
“I love you too. Lets get you fed!” He attended the bronze's every whim during that first feeding, marveling at the shining presence in his mind like a pool of molten bronze swirling at his every thought. He had impressed a dragon! He wanted to dance for a week. And what a precious creature he had found too. Spectacular, wonderful, his. Forever.
He over saw the patching of the scratches taken by his bronze from the green who had been unable to deal with her situation. He didn't blame her, but he didn't like that anyone had caused his best friend any pain, that the sands had run with his ichor, and he had been unable to protect him.
It is I who must protect you.
“I beg to differ shorty.” He grinned as he stuffed the maw with more meat. He swore this bronze ate double what the browns did. “You are my charge as I am yours. Right now your awfully small to be calling the shots.” In truth the bronze was not small at all. Rather huge in fact for a baby. But he knew that Izdubath would understand.
He would never be alone again. |
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2018 2:35 pm
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It seemed that things were calming down a little bit, that some of the angrier dragons or more dramatic ones, in the case of that little bronze, were starting to Impress and leave the sands with their partners. A feeling of calm came over him as Rizdax watched dragon after dragon start to impress, things were looking up, but things were also looking down. Between Shar having a strong fist of his robes in her hand, now Zamistia had ahold of him and Nala was talking about healers.
Heaving a sigh he was about to try and speak when an even stronger hand grabbed him and spun him around out of the hands of all the girls around him. An older healer looked him up and down with a look of disgust and raised an eyebrow, "Think you're being brave? If you have a baby dragon out there and you pass out from blood loss it could go between and then where would you be?" A question, not a question, a deep desire boiled inside of him, one that he was going to beg for the healer to acknowledge. Just not yet, he wasn't that bad off just yet. Please.
But Rizdax was small for his eighteen turns and the healer was much taller and stronger than him, especially having lost so much blood. With absolutely no concern at all the healer lifted Riz up off his feet and physically carried him off, ignoring his growl of indignation for being manhandled as he tried to glance back at Shar with a request in his eyes. "Relax, if your baby dragon's here it'll find you at the healers station, stop being a fool." He only had a moment or two to slap one hand against the man's arm and point to Nimueh while the healer marched over and though the man rolled his eyes he dropped Rizdax beside the woman with no ceremony in that either and disappeared back onto the sands.
Wobbling on his feet at the suddenness of it all, the teenager looked Nim square in the eye and sat heavily at her feet. His eyes were a bit more wet than blood would allow for, but he refused to acknowledge it at the present, he'd been embarrassed enough just then.
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Belia of Cozellath
There was so much panic out on those sands, Belia knew that it was the way things went, had watched so many of them that nothing was really a shock to her anymore no matter what happened. But a boy killed without a single ounce of remorse or care was rather sobering. Tizenia on the ground made her grind her teeth and Zamistia at least seemed safe for the time being, but Cozellath sent her a gentle touch. Her sister needed some support but neither could go on the sands of course.
You are stronger than you know lovely one, stand strong and think only good thoughts. It might be frightening now, but Tizenia is not going to die and your friends will be seen to, trust the healers of High Reaches, they won't let your friends die. Cozellath sent to her rider's most beloved sister, her voice gentle and a warm push of comfort following it. She was on her own at the moment, but she had friends around her, she would be fine.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2018 2:37 pm
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Helane shook her hand, shells that hurt, and no cracks "sorry" she thought towards the occupant, looking around her, clearly she needed to rethink this, brute force wasn't going to cut it. "i don't think sitting will help" she said to the girl that offered that suggestion up. She felt another feeling, a beckoning one and shook her head clear, NO, she'd promised she would help this baby out of it's egg, she just needed to work out how.
She eyed Vetlana's stare "what?" she shrugged, "no one else had a suggestion and the baby needs to breathe"
"good idea, sharp claws?" she said to varinia, "but wouldn't the baby inside have asked one itself? it's clearly able to" she added, before wondering if there were any rocks on the Sands to hit the shell with, all it needed was some cracks in the shell then the baby should be able to claw it's way out "Maybe a rock.. or a knife, but a knife could cut the baby inside?" she didn't know what else do do "Im' trying little one" she thought at the egg
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2018 2:38 pm
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Taibbi
Taibbi would have helped the egg which had requested it, but there were already several candidates doing exactly that, and she doubted she'd even be able to get close enough to reach, let alone help. Instead she stayed where she was, occasionally wiping sweat from her body to her robes, from which it then transferred back to her body. She felt so gross.
Her gaze returned to the blue dragon which had been making the rounds of the candidates. The one which had made her shudder earlier, right after all the violence, when she'd sicked up. She sent toward him a rueful, apologetic thought, just in case he'd taken offense. Then she looked back toward the green whose upset had started the whole unpleasant scene earlier, squinting to see what color her eyes were. If there was going to be a hissy fit because disproportionate attention was being paid to one egg, she wasn't going to be caught by surprise this time.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2018 2:40 pm
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Kahbrohm
"Well yours....it would have done right with you, I think," it was as close to a compliment as he could say, but he meant it, at least.
The second that call went out for help, Kahbrohm instinctively reached out to grab Dehka, knowing that if he hadn't, the boy would have marched right out of the hands of the healers and off towards whoever was asking. Fortunately, it seemed unnecessary as a fine sized herd was gathering around the egg instead.
Kahbrohm was a bit less compliant about being handled by a healer, however, listening to them 'tsk' over letting everything bleed so much and not coming back sooner. The front of the robe was obviously shredded, and underneath all of the blood...things looked worse than it had felt - perhaps the numbing effect of pain. So it was with a sour look, both brothers were huddled next to each other while the damage was assessed.
Sigh.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2018 2:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2018 2:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2018 2:45 pm
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Helane was impressed when another girl tried her tactic, "yeah hurts... but you're right we can't let it die... we have to help" she looked around again.
"A LITTLE HELP HERE PLEASE? SOMEONE, SOME DRAGON?!" she yelled, actually yelled, booming voice out, as she swung another punch in the same place she had before, not throwing her full force at it but a little stronger than the last time, aware of not wanting to follow through to the baby inside, even as another candidate tried a different way "That's it" she said to him, "we've gotta keep trying til someone else helps...
(she's loud .. very loud...)
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2018 2:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2018 2:48 pm
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Fianth
The golden queen had been watching her eggs closely. As more dragonets spilled onto the sands, she became aware of a growing and gathering crowd around one of them. Before she had an opportunity to do anything....
One of them punched the egg.
Eyes immediately turning red, the queen went from relatively quiet to terribly upset. Wings flaring, the queen bugled her offense. How dare they be so insolent to her beloved children! GET AWAY FROM THE EGG! Teeth bared, the queen immediately moved to intervene. Faster than one might think possible, the gold was on her feet and over to the egg. She made sure not to step on any other eggs, and immediately began pulling the Candidates away from the egg with a clear snarl. It wasn't hard enough to hurt or wound, but with enough force for them to be pushed aside. Stop it. Stop it. STOP IT! The fools--all of them!
Hurriedly, she began to check over the egg, but most importantly, reached out to the being inside. My poor baby, are all you all right? She drew the egg over to her arms, nosing at it, chuffing, and her wings remained spread.
Krahsujunth! It was practically a command, her teeth still bared. Keep them away from all of them. Her children would hatch on their own time. But for now, the eggs were all off limits. She hissed warning again, still fussing over the hardened egg within. Let Mother help. She murmured sweetly to the egg continuing to nose it. It was awfully hard, but the baby within was alive.
No... she would figure out how to get them out of this conundrum. But the fools needed to retreat... at least for a few moments, lest face another round of wrath.
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