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Date Posted: 23:43:52 05/20/05 Fri
Author: Botan ^Emera Bram _Anak
Subject: *My Home*

((Okay, Botan had an egg from when I had him before- that's blue Anak, for y'all's info.))

"Mother of modern wherries!" Botan muttered as he kicked sand out of his sandal- again. The teenage boy wore his slightly longer brown hair trapped under a sweatband, and a similar sweatband rested on his right bicep.

Atiyana had Impressed.

That was the main image he got from reliable bronze Bram. Green ^Emera was perched on the seventeen Turn-old boy's left shoulder, preening her well-oiled wings. A whiff of fish oil came across Botan's nose, and he waved it away, irritably. The hot sands, twenty-one nights of restless sleep, and an empty stomach all added to this. Then there was the fact that ^Emera's incessant, shrill humming filled his head, and _Anak's deeper hum cut him right to the bones.

He watched the brown choose his lifemate- one of the aloof boys. The green chose a girl, and that was fine with him too. Atiyana had a green, L'van had a blue, and his friend Hythe had a green. His father- the thought of his father, Martan the ex-brownrider, immediately sobered him. He hadn't even seen his father before coming onto the Sands, having been busy with struggling into hisCandidate's robe- shift, really. But now, what kind of thoughts were this on a Hatching? That was crazy!

((He's any-colour. I finally remembered I had him, and decided to kick him down.))

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