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Date Posted: 23:53:44 12/04/01 Tue
Author: Kuman & Arkia
Subject: Joy
In reply to: Thaia 's message, "Gasps" on 23:22:11 12/04/01 Tue

Kuman watches the dragon hatch with breathless wonder, his eyes filling at the sight. As the youngster leaves with R'tor, the boy turns his ever eager gaze back to the clutch. It could happen for me, too.... He grins, his eyes wide in happiness. "Can you believe that? It looks so....wonderful..." He half voices the thought to Thaia, his gaze centered on the remaining twenty eight eggs. He could find one, to love, to raise, for his own. He'd find the sky! Maybe even make new friends. But mostly, he'd have someone to share himself with. His sister was fine, but she was...well...a sister.

Arkia smiles as the bronze hatches, the babies looked so intelligent, so ware. They knew who to choose, they knew who they wanted. Did one want her? She hoped, she fought the senses that warred in her, adding the image of R'tor and his lifemate to her hope. There's one for me. And when I see her, I'll want no other friend. She smiles at the young girl who watches the Queen egg with fierce intensity. "Good luck, I hope it's you." She calls genuinely, her voice buffeted by the blowing wind, a smile dancing on her face. Twenty eight, and one of me. Something's bound to happen.

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Re: Joy -- Thaia, 08:18:03 12/05/01 Wed