Pacing and muttering, the boy tries to clear his head... -- The Hatching Grounds

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Date Posted: 09:44:53 12/06/01 Thu
Author: Kuman & Arkia
Subject: Pacing and muttering, the boy tries to clear his head...

Gone absolutely as white as his Canidate's robes, he keeps any sort of thoughts to himself, wishing at all costs not to sound impatient, or be found wanting. He wasn't imaptient, he told himself, not really. He was just nervous, scared almost.
Scared? A small voice inside him asked. Don't be, don't be. You needn't be scared, not at all. This is the best day ever, enjoy it here and now, Kuman! The voice gains momentum, pummeling his self doubt and worry into a cloud of haze and forgotten, wasted worry. He smiles, almost at a sense of ease, his tenseness leaving him as he smiles at the others. The rest of the other Canidates were female, and he couldn't help but notice it. What worry was that of his, though? He knew Arkia could hold her own, she had for so many years out at the farm. All that was left was Impression, that was all there was at all.

Arkia relaxes as she sees the color return to Kuman. He really needed to loosen himself sometimes, he could get so worked up. Not that she wasn't, she admitted to herself wryly. The hatching sure did a number on nerves. Feeling a tremor of excitement, she grins at the others, wishing them luck and the best. Never once did she begrudge the newly Impressed pairs, for she felt that if they had Impressed, they deserved it. Her body does a half-swoon, and she frowns at herself, why now? Was she getting weak on herself now? She didn't want to think about fainting on the sands, fainting was the furthest thing from her mind and she put that to her body fiercley. It had never come upon her before to do it, she wasn't the silly, swooning type. But perhaps this wasn't a faint, perhaps it was sensing something, feeling and tasting the tension in the air as it ran in shocking currents across her veins. Trembling with joy and trepidation, her gaze centers on the rocking nest.

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