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Date Posted: 19:57:29 05/31/05 Tue
Author: Primath, Quaroth, Zairith, Mezeth, Shrineth, and Wessae
Subject: 17, 18, 19, and 20. Ah, we get down to it!

((Sorry, guys for the wait! Here, we'll get right back into it! If I mention candidates, I'm being indirect and they can be NPCs, so no one is offended.))

After a bit more of a lull, a tremendous movement comes upon the nest, a massive upheaval that makes Shrineth rise half onto her haunches in fresh startlement, for she had been slightly dozing. The candidates nearest the eggs had probably also been dozing, for a few are startled and jump back with the first cracks of the eggs. Again, it seems a quartet is most active, while the rest settle back to their previous quiet.

The first of them to emerge from her shell is a green, pushing her way imperiously free of the trappings of egghood. Tossing her glistening head to the sun, she leaps from the nest and embarks on her journey for the perfect lifemate, one worthy of her grace and truly inspiring presence. Casting a haughty, hunger tinged glance about the girls, she gives a slightly derisive sneeze. No, they were all too silly for her. Besides, they would detract from her stunning wonderful self! Spotting a boy with some sort of sword, she marches purposefully over and knocks him down without a thought.

L'nox, you are to dispense with that immediately,comes the imperious and very pleased command. For I, Primath am here, and you will no longer need it to protect yourself with.

As this bonding is going on, a larger egg splits to reveal a clean-limbed brown whose hide is so dark as to be nearly ebony, his eyes shining a hungry red in glowing contrast. With no production or undue sense of ceremony, the young one shakes himself free of excess egg slime and ambles out into the wider world of the hatching sands. Most of the boys had been chosen, or were waiting expectantly for any other color than his. Ah, well, it would just take a matter of moments to find...yes! There! Trundling to his new partner, the average sized brown looks down at the boy sitting, clearly nonplussed. U'maro, why are you on the ground? Stand up tall, so we may go and get food...Er, I'm Quaroth, by the way.

Almost obscured by Shrineth's huge haunch, one of the smallest eggs shivers, as though with cold or severe excitement. Just as the quaking egg seems about to take off the ground from its trembling, it bursts into a thousand tiny pieces to reveal a bright green dragon, still furled against herself. And then, the head rises from its tight curl against the forepaws, muzzle raising and sensing the air, jaws opening in a yawn to reveal a mouth still needing for teeth. Then the new eyes open, eyes that seem to take over the young one's entire head. Blinking against the harsh light, the green emits a squeal of disdain for it, tucking her head back in a moment. Slowly, though, she begins her investigations of the world, as the other hatchlings robustly emerge to find their riders, she takes her time. Step by cautious step she ventures onto the grounds, shrinking from some girls and stretching her neck to inquire of others. It's such a big task! She begins to tremble with the fatigue of the hot sands, stumbling with a shriek. But then her noise becomes a trill, high and joyous as she presses gratefully against the thing she had landed on, her human.

True! I am Zairith! Thank goodness I found you, it's a bit scary out here. Please, food?


Kicking free of a prison too long containing it, the fourth in the quartet does not emerge fully from his shell before beginning his quest. A vivid, breathtaking blue, he is still sporting a curvature of egg on his wingtip, as well as on his tail. It does not daunt him, however, and he lopes easily across the hot sand, kicking up sprays and dousing the dismayed unwary candidates as he parades about the collection of minds to choose from. A considering look whirls in his hued eyes, and it almost seems as though a playful grin flickers at his muzzle. With a flick of his large head, he charges his new lifemate, skidding to a stop before colliding with the boy of his choice.

G'ffin! I am Mezeth! Feeding would be a good idea.



Looking at the eggs left, Wessae shifts and eyes the large amount of Candidates still on the sand. It was always disappointing when people were left wanting, but the woman knew hope sprang eternal. Try telling that to a let down potential candidate, though. Shrineth regards her dwindling brood with some pride, talons still encasing the queen egg protectively.

"Is it shaking yet, Shrineth?" Wessae enquires of the largest egg, giving a nod to it. Shrineth merely regards her with a level aquamarine gaze before returning her attentions to her clutch. Wessae supposed getting a straight answer out of a dragon could be hard sometimes, but she was content to wait for the much anticipated hatching. However, waiting calmly was just beyond her reach!

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