Return to the Sands -- The Hatching Grounds

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Date Posted: 20:08:57 11/29/01 Thu
Author: Kuman & Arkia
Subject: Return to the Sands

The girl returns, her stride carrying her swiftly across the sand. She just wanted to be near the eggs, she couldn't handle the tense anticipation very well if she couldn't at least see them. As they swing into her steel gray gaze, she becomes slightly more relaxed, and her shoulder muscles uncoil visibly. They were safe, nothing had befallen them. It was a feeling she couldn't explain, she wanted to watch the eggs hatch, and see young dragons. She had only seen grown ones before. With a saitied grin on her face, she settles down to watch, resting her arms on her knees and letting the wind assault her shock of deeply red hair.

Kuman follows, his thoughts dwelling on the event before them. There were so many girls here, it was a wonder why. He voices a comic thought to himself, and doesn't realize it's aloud.

"What if I Impressed the Queen? Imagine me, Kuman Whyfar, Weyrwoman! I can see it now! I'd look so good with gold!" Half to himself and half to the eggs he voices this interesting ponder. He chuckles to himself, the lighthearted comment giving him reason to loosen up his tense nerves.Joke cracking was his very big tendency, it helped him to think and exist. He was anticipating and worrying, which was another tendency of his. Gray eyes scan the surroundings as he watches the females, his sister among them, circle and stare at the nest. Arkia never mentioned the Queen Egg to him, she just wanted to get away from WatchSouth town and get out safely. He smiles as he thinks about the adventures he and a dragon could have together, and the bonding that would be second nature.

My Rider my Soul. The inscription he remembered seeingf somewhere flashes across his thoughts, and the concentration on the clutch fastens further on him as he practically wills them to hatch.

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