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She watched as more dragons hatched from the shells and she noticed the one seemed quite confused as to what to do. She watched as the excited green went over towards one of the groups of girls and wanted to play, however it didn't seem to her that they were in the mood for it. At least she wasn't violent, she was just playful.
she looked over towards the rusted egg dragonet as she sat down and gave a chirp.

From her ledge the great gold let out a loving croon. The dragon seemed to radiate her pride in Hyweth as the younger gold guarded her eggs and wanted to show her the support she deserved. They were a select few, her kind, they acted in ways others did not understand. Even her own did not fully understand Calith's actions all the time when it came to her eggs. She could not hear her young before it was birthed. She could feel it and knew things about it, but it could not share emotion and thought the way that her young could. Perhaps though it was needed, she had so many more to care for, they needed to be able to voice themselves from such a young age. Their minds were so raw before they impressed, tangled messes of surging emotions. Some could become so upset if they were placed together or too far apart. A gold could spend candlemarks, even days finding a layout that they were all content with. Of course then there were those that saw fit to change their minds every few days about who they wanted to rest with.

Hyweth's calls did not go unheard either as Calith let out another croon. I see them, sweet one. They are very strong, just as you are. She couldn't go down on the sands though, even if Hyweth had wished it. There was not enough room for both golds, the eggs and the candidates too. She had helped the young gold with her eggs over the sevendays they had laid hardening, but with all the little people on the sands now there was no way for her to move with confidence among them. Still, she felt from brave, young, Hyweth, sat in the wet and mud to guide her young to their chosen.

"They certainly have character." It wasn't the most dramatic clutch Ticene had ever seen and she was certainly thankful for that. The calmer a hatching the more at ease the Weyrwoman tended to be. Less injured hatchlings and less chances of Weyrlings holding grudges. Sometimes she wished the grudges of the newly impressed faded as fast as their dragon's did. They weren't as good at remembering when someone did them wrong as their human counterparts. "You say that every hatching." R'yn always commented at some point or another about how the Weyrlingmaster would have his hands full with the newest Weyrlings. It got to be repetitive after a while and had it been from anyone other than her Weyrmate then she'd probably have gotten irritated by now.

Tiry giggled as her hair was ruffled turning her eyes to the bronze had pointed out. "Gereh?" She questioned, looking back at her father, before large green eyes moved to look up at the ledges, she could see Calith, but not Gereth. The youngster was coming along well with speaking, though couldn't manage a 'th' sound, which meant no dragon got it's full name. Receiving a 'eh' instead at the end. She was pulled away from her search for the familiar bronze when her father once again directed her attention. She didn't know Hyweth very well, but she understood the unpleasantness of being wet and having to stay that way. "Poor, Hyweh," she stated, somewhat matter of factly. She didn't like being made to stay places and the fact that Hyweth wasn't making a fuss was very surprising to her. She stared at the dragon thoughtfully while her parents spoke behind her.

"I'm sure she's fine. She's strong. Stronger than she realises yet." The goldrider was coming along well. Often shadowing Ticene to learn what a Weyrwoman did. Ticene found it quite useful having an assistant, it could be very helpful at times when she needed to be everywhere at once and she trusted Joleen to act responsibly and make the right decision. Ticene was always a short dragon message away if she ever did want to check her decisions after all. Still, the Weyrwoman did her best not to overtax the youngster, making sure she had time to herself. Goodness knew if she became Weyrwoman she could kiss that goodbye. Ticene often wondered what she would have grown to be like had she not been made Weyrwoman straight after graduation. A bitter memory rolled in her mind and Tic pushed it back. No. That was in the past now and there was no need to dwell on it.

Oh! They didn't want to play! The frosted green darted away from Elsi when she screamed, and instead hid behind Kaimi. Did this girl understand the joy of life? Did she know the pleasures of the world? Did she want to play?

Play with me, Kaimi! Come, we will dance, and take joy in everything we do! Others will join us, and they will be our friends. Come, and together, we will teach Pern to dance!

T’anis and Kosth –

T’anis had been washing his face after having finished his meal when the humming began. The dragons were sounding the start of the hatching! He didn’t want to miss anything and this time around he didn’t have to hurry off to pull on the white hatching robe and sandals. Smiling at the memory of his own experience Impressing Kosth, he chuckled feeling her reach out and drove him on. ‘Don’t be late, Mine, and be mindful of the mud and water lest you slip and fall.’

‘I won’t, I won’t. I’ll be careful. I’m not completely unaware of the dangers of slippery, muddy ground, my darling.’ The greenrider made his way to the stands and paused to look around for Ashlyn. T’anis squinted, shielding his eyes from the rain, and couldn’t find her sitting in the stands. Where in the world could she be? Her sister was out there surely she’d not want to miss out. ‘Kosth, from where you are, can you see where she or Gyafrith may be?’

Peering around, Kosth took a moment before responding. ‘She is sitting with Gyafrith on a perch. How come you aren’t sitting with me or off sitting with her?’ There was a definite pout in the green’s tone which brought a chuckle from the young man.

‘Kosth, love, I will happily sit with you. I may not get as close a view, but we can certainly watch the hatching together. Let’s sit with Ash and Gyafrith.’ A flash of where the pair was sitting came to his mind. ‘Got it. Thank you much, dear heart.’ With that, T’anis headed off to see if he could reach them before too much of the hatching went on. He bid a silent good luck to those out there on the sands and slipped off into the rain. ‘Keep me updated on what goes on please. You’ll reach them before I do.’

Kosth landed on the perch nearest to the blue and his rider. ‘A green just impressed a girl, T’anis.’

In his haste to try to reach the perched trio, T’anis slipped in a watery mud puddle and landed flat on his back. “Oof! Ugh…” The ex-caravaneer sighed. Wonderful. Just wonderful. Hauling himself back up, he shook himself and continued on his way, flicking mud and water off of his hands and arms.

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Lute

Lute hadn’t actually been eating. She had eaten earlier and had been taking a few moments to oil her flits. The blues certainly were enjoying the TLC. Then the humming began for the start of the hatching. The weather certainly could have been better, but when babies were ready for the world there wasn’t any stopping them. Heading on down arm-in-arm with her weyrmate, Lute settled into her seat, lacing her fingers with T’rel’s. “I look forward to seeing who you’ll be teaching, love,” She said with a smile as the hatching and Impressing began.

Mairin smiled when yet another pair was united. She was currently wringing water out of her braid but she'd seen the special moment occur and watched as the two headed away from the group and off to the feeding tables. There was little time to dwell on it though, there were still quite a few unhatched eggs on the sands as well as several hatchlings trying to find their partners and menacing some of the candidates. Things were lively though not quite hectic for the time being.

Kaimi

"Oh! There's Paige! She impressed the gold! She's our friend, you know." Kaimi was still so elated and flustered that she hadn't really considered the fact that she didn't need to communicate with Zimrith vocally.

Lets go and say hello, then! I will make friends with your friend and I will say hello to my sister-queen. Zanrith wove circles around Kaimi as the two made a beeline for where Paige and Venaith were settled.

"Oh Paige! Can you believe it?" Kaimi squealed, beaming. "This is my Zimrith! MY Zimrith!" Her emphasis on the "my" indicated that her level of disbelief was still incredibly high. "Isn't she gorgeous? And your gold is so beautiful!"

Letting Kaimi chatter on, Zimrith settled next to Venaith. Hello sister, happy impression day! Mine is very fond of Yours it seems. Her tone was smug and happy.

Balchas was confused as he saw his sister rushing up to the girls, he'd been looking around for her in that section anyway, having missed some Impressions, he could have sworn he'd seen her when they first lined up. Must have been mistaken, everyone looked much the same in the robes.

This time he did give her a double, thumbs up, forgetting for a moment that his sleeve was cut away to dispose of the blood stained material, exposing his bandaged arm. it wasn't until he lifted his arm that he hissed in slight pain, despite the numbweed and brought his injured arm back down and waved with his good hand instead. Hopefully she'd Impress and hopefully NOT to that awful tiny blue that had bitten him.