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 Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2021 4:19 pm
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Miomellai
She carefully held herself still as the gold dragonet came closer, circling them carefully... and then sent a wave of warmth that made her feel as though she'd been embraced. The soft, delicate snout touched her hand, and Miomellai laughed quietly with awe and admiration. Young as she was, the queen had given sound advice to her within the shell, and she couldn't help but be charmed. "Sometimes a bit of trouble can be fun, but I see your point." She grinned, giving Divisti a gentle, companionable nudge.
Who wouldn't be flattered to be visited by a hatchling? And a queen, no less!
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2021 4:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2021 4:29 pm
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Eralgais
Eralgais had just about fallen for the Cupcake blue's act. That was the dragon from the egg that had gone rolling off from the Touching, right? Maybe he really was hurt after all, with all that thrashing. But if so, wouldn't one of his parents stepped in to soothe him or ...oh. OH!
Right.
Yeah. He totally knew that blue was faking it. The whoooole time. Grinning crookedly, Eralgais tried to shove his hands into pockets that weren't there in the robe. Erm. Ooops. Oh well.
Eliaza
She really couldn't help but be excited. She could have tried to swallow it or muffle it, if she'd considered it necessary, but she didn't, so she just smiled right back at Hunthyex/ "I'm sure she'll be fine. If, you know, pretty sore tomorrow. Maybe there'll be a dragon to make her feel better;" WOuldn't that be the best salve for any sort of wound?
Eyes on the green dragonets now, she wondered aloud, "Do you suppose they'll team up with that little gold the way the blues have all clumped up?" Oop. Well. No, maybe not.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2021 4:31 pm
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It would be my greatest honor to accompany you both. The White Tiger Blue crooned, giving his siblings an affectionate nuzzle of his own as he rose to his feet. He drapes his wings over them both, nothing but purple in his eyes as he looks toward the Candidates ahead--he holds his head high, just as proudly as any Bronze might. They're ready for them, and he bugles, all too happy to announce their arrival.
Good evening, one and all! The White Tiger Blue looked over the rows of Candidates, delighted to see them all properly. The Touching had been a good meeting, but this? This was what they were meant for. What happened tonight would shape their destinies from this day forward, and he couldn't wait to see what was in store for them all. You were brought here for a reason, just as we were. Together, we'll do great things--and tonight is when it our story begins! I do hope you're prepared, because I know I can't wait to meet each of you.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2021 4:40 pm
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Whren
"Mmh, just don't let today get to you. You aren't the first one to get this sort of reaction, you won't be the last. " Whren shifted, standing up, giving his robes a brush off. Stray thoughts happen, emotions got high, and things slipped but she had someone else and should be fine. He might check on them later... depending on what happened.
He wasn't going to approach them if he ended up as bad company.
The sands was becoming a bit chaotic, none of the hatchlings had impressed though it seemed that they had started to looking. He shifted searching for the cluster of blues and ooh, good for them. The spotted green blue seemed to have work out of his disappointment.
He didn't judge the baby for having emotion or his reaction to them... emotions were tricky and everyone had done something they had not thought through on the heat of a moment. Glad to see you searching for yours, he thought, he was sure the blue would make a candidate ecstatic.
Dea and #Teddy# Don't be so hard on yourself! Tyara also late reply is lateee
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2021 4:49 pm
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Green Vine Green nuzzled against her sister Teal and Blue Spiral Green, utterly bubbling and frothing with love and excitement. With her neck stretched across her sister's back, she returned her other sister, the gold's, hwenk with a trill of her own, swirling blue and purple eyes at not just her, but all her brothers too. Even the drama between the two baked-goods-bros got only sappy baby-canine eyes from her. Her family, oh how she loved them!
Yes, dear, let's! she crooned to Teal and Blue Spiral, striding along beside her towards the candidates, sashaying and prancing, occasionally pausing just long enough to butt her head against her sister's, or to cast a glance back towards her many brothers. Were they coming too? Maybe...?
Uta Love back to you, seestor!! Quote: And love to all the other sibbos!!
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2021 4:56 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2021 4:58 pm
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Jaleeri
So much was happening so quickly! Some dragons were giving tiny dragon screeches at one another, clearly arguing over something, while others were frolicking around in the sands after hatching. One girl even got a token of the day from one of the blues, two slashes on her cheek for some slight she'd certainly thought.
"Plenty of dragons to go around," she agreed, glancing at Hunthyex with a grin. There were plenty of metallic chasers here at High Reaches but she'd be happy with any color that sidled up to her and claimed her as theirs. Green, gold, blue, brown, white, any and all were welcome where Jaleeri was concerned. Of course it was fun to tease the boys about becoming bronze riders, but Hunthyex made it clear he'd be happy with anyone.
"Oh, I think she'll be fine...look, she's already on her way back," she pointed out to Eliaza, agreeing with Heleste. "Those healers work fast, huh?" Indeed, the slashed Candidate was already stitched up and back on the Sands. That took some guts and Jaleeri made a mental note to tell her so after the hatching. Having a baby dragon shove you to the ground, look you in the eye, presumably say something and then deliberately scar you was terrifying, she was sure. That the other Candidate had come back so quickly was telling.
"Yeah, perfectly fine! Some scars to remind her of today," she added with a chuckle as more dragons began to hatch. Chocolate Chip Brown's grimacing and glowering made her wonder why he was so upset, but White Tiger Blue quickly distracted her with a grand welcome.
"Best hop to," she said with a little laugh. "There's a lot of us!" She tossed Heleste a grin and a brow wiggle, hopeful one of the dragons would come over to investigate their little group. Surely an energetic Candidate like Heleste would draw over some of the playful dragons.
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Rayarner
It seemed that in the blink of an eye the sands had erupted with small dragons of all colors. Gold, brown, bronze, green, white, blue...a moving rainbow that hissed and crooned and yapped and wiggled around amidst the Candidates. Rayarner wanted so badly to go and hug each and every one of them, a major softie for anything small and cute. Some of them clearly didn't want the hugs, but there were quite a few that seemed like they'd enjoy it. But he held his ground, knowing that giving in to such a desire would surely have him booted out of the Weyr at best and possibly mauled to death at worst.
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Faelear
Things were getting a bit hard to follow on the sands as more and more of the eggs began to hatch, spilling dragons out of their shells. Some were more subdued and withdrawn, others excitable and eager to play. He tried to track the movements of those that were running about, but it was hard as they weaved between broken shells, their siblings, and the Candidates themselves. So far a few of the young men and women had been sent to the healers area to tend to a few scrapes and bumps thanks to flailing wings and tails and feet, but so far everything seemed...fine. Despite the organized chaos.
Taking a deep breath and letting it out through his nose, Faelear took a moment to focus and keep calm. There was nothing he could do but stand here and let the dragons sort things out. He couldn't help but glance up from time to time to see if he could spot his father in the stands, hopeful he'd spot him.
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Madanee
Wow. Things had really gotten interesting on the sands. People were bleeding, the gold that had hatched was confronting the blue that had done the scratching, and as other eggs started to hatch she couldn't help but snort in amusement and feel a delightful kinship to the little queen as she put the blue in his place. While it was known that queens could command any dragon with their words, it was nice to see females playing a lead role and being properly fawned over. It was hard in her line of work to get that respect, but she was working hard to ensure she not only got it, but kept it.
"Oh look, one of the bronze hatchlings is checking out Nedemar."
The delight in her father's voice made Madanee's little smirk fall quickly from her face, her eyes fighting not to roll. Of course her father would make a comment like that. If his son couldn't take his place as Holder, then at least he'd be astride a dragon. And think of the talk if that dragon shone.
"He's checking out all the boys, Da," Madanee said, just as she had every time a bronze had gone sniffing about her brother's robes. They wouldn't find anything they liked, she was sure.
Uta You're too stinky for a bronze, bro }=P
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2021 5:20 pm
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Any in particular? the Green Spotted blue inquired of Purple and Gray Space, even as White Tiger draped his wings over them. Yes, this was absolutely ideal - for while he didn't need protecting, he did need friends, comrades he could hopefully be thick-as-thieves with. He didn't want to do any of this alone! His good spirits suitably bolstered, his hearts mended now that he had support, he fairly hummed with happiness.
There are a couple of girls I'd like to call on, and a boy, he said, for his part. The trouble was, he'd been in an egg at the time, so he didn't actually know what they looked like, and there were a lot of thoughts to sort through to find them. The boy, he might be with a pretty blonde girl, and one of the girls...I know she really doesn't like this boy. Somewhat fuzzy images were provided of Nisadee and Hunthyex, respectively, as he'd seen then through Razanel's and Cetra's eyes at the Touching, which seemed quite some time ago already.
Which reminded him, he'd had plans, but...maybe later.
Oh, ah, right. Somewhat awkwardly, he reassured Cloudy Skies, It wasn't you.
He might be leery of him, given the color of his hide, but he wasn't cruel.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2021 5:26 pm
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Soui and Museth
Many, many more dragonets were spilling out onto the sands. No Impressions had occurred just yet, but there was plenty of activity to be had. The gold was moving about and looking at the young ladies, the blue had seemingly stopped playing around - there were more browns and greens. It was a lovely show to be certain, certainly full of sounds and drama. It certainly suited her sister and cousin, Museth thought, and she sent waves of approval to Soui to show that the confusion and worry from before was gone.
To her beloved brother, she sent comfort wanting him to know that, if he wanted, she would love to be more proper by his side.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2021 5:37 pm
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Now that things seemed to have calmed down a bit, the Red and Gold Flowers egg tipped over before splitting neatly down the middle, allowing a slender brown to emerge. He carefully flicked goo from his wings before flaring them out as he bent in a dapper little bow for all present - assuming he had anyone's attention, though it as perfectly understandable if he didn't. He was simply being polite! That done, he trotted smartly over to where Mictetath was watching over Gold Sunbeam to offer both of them gentle baby boops. Hello, Mother! Hello, Brother!
Hello, Father! Iweth would certainly not be left out, as he would tip his head up in readiness for a boop if the bronze wished to come close enough for it - not that he wasn't willing to go to him, but it would have been rude to boop-and-run mama and sibling! And yet equally as rude to not offer the same affection to papa, and so this seemed the best compromise.
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