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Please note: Anyone who wanted one of Mel's eggs and resides at or is visiting Fort may attend. Anyone who doesn't/isn't has already recieved an egg! If you have recieved an eggpot - your eggs should be hatching!

Melyna hovers over her little eggs, really a tiny imitation of a Dragon queen. People have been speculating, why won't the litle flit let Naeryn remove certain eggs?

The day is unusually warm as the eggs begin to rock back and forth slightly, every flit in the Weyr humming loudly and even the odd indulgent dragon joining in.

Naeryn slowed down as she walked in to the sands, taking her place by Mel. This was strange... she suspected it wouldn't really be like a dragon hatching though. Everyone who wanted to Impress would just crowd around, shoving meat in the faces of the little hatchlings. She sighed, waiting to address the people who showed up.

She looked down at Mel where she hovered over the eggs. The little flit looked up at her with an unabashed chirp. "More trouble than you're worth, you know. I could have just sent them all out, saved all this... but noooo, you had to keep a few of them, just a few, so you could play the brooding mom." Mel chirped again. Someone needs to have one...

Naeryn shook her head, quite convinced that her little flit had finally gone off her nut completely. The eggs were only shaking a little, thank goodness - there was still plenty of time before the shells would start cracking.

Devon pushed and prodded Kira out of the room chivvying her with sharp chirps. The brown continued pulling her on by the curly shoulder length hair she wore loose.

"Devon! Owww!! Let go! Off!" Hands reached up to gently bat the flit away. The brown merely let go until Kira dropped her hands and began to tug on her again.

Eventually Kira gave up and followed the brown, who seemed more excited with every step she took towards the sands. She paused just outside, the brown curling up on her shoulder, a soft hum coming from him. "You're humming! Is there a Hatching?" A broad smile creased her face as she crept just inside, watching with her brown.

*Helena blinked having been going towards the bathing area as she heard somone yelling a bit and followed curiously. She heard the soft humming next of flits and then grinned. A hatching how adorable! Perhaps she could get in on it. She set aside her washing things and walked up to the girl*

"Excuse me Is a flit hatching happening?" she asked.

R'ign spotted Nae and headed for the weyrlings. "So Mel wouldn't let you move some of them? Odd..." She lifted the bowl she was holding up. "I brought plenty just in case. Who knows how many people will actually bring some of their own."

Nae gestured. "Looks like Jealel did - smart guy. He appears to be the only one though... And as for the oddness... well, she's definitely a strange one. And it's her first clutch too, maybe she'll calm down a little about it after this."

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Jealel started bobing from one foot till his other could cool down, to the other foot. He didn't mind it though because at least it wasn't like last time.

He had a wide grin on his face as he waited patiently. Oh it would finally happen! He would have a flit of his own!

His head turned to each speaker as they spoke in case he might have missed anything important. He blushed slightly for being singled out.
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R'ign nodded. "I guess I can take the bowl around for them to get some to start with at least." She turned to the girl nearby, holding the bowl out. "Here ya go!"