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'Mine I would like to eat now.' Attention was successfully on the boys. No one would notice if they slipped off the sands.
Optheli grins and nods. "Right. C'mon then." She leads towards the tables with Dynith following along behind. There were a number of new riders there already, so when she got a glimpse of her brother she flashed him an excited smile that said it all.
Dynith shys away from the higher colors and scoots in next to a couple of blues and greens. Surely they wouldn't mind.

S'kor sees the elated smile his sister flashes between a couple of others. He gives a quick wave and chuckles.

The blue seemed intent on them, the male candidates. He looked at the rest of the males left of the candidates and hoped that the blue would find His in the group.

He glanced over at the females and wondered how they felt at being slighted by the blue. Saykiro knew he wasn't exactly disappointed when the others moved past him to find theirs, but he wasn't exactly happy about it either.

Zal hadn't known that watching a hatching would be such an experience for drama and high emotion that practically hummed around him in euphoric highs and the bitterest of sorrow and depression. After the first bronze had impressed he was able to turn full attention back onto the sands to see the small green. Obviously alot smaller than her brother but more striking for the vibrant colour that made up her hide. Her impression followed the traditional formula really and nothing unexpected came from it but it was still cause for celebration. Naturally.

Then, crack, crack, crack. Three eggs hatched in quick succession. The Gold especially drawing a gasp and coo of delight from the spectators. More so the girls as they would be trying to coax the beauty to them. Zal failed to see what the fuss was about. He had his own moral code and it was set strong. He would have no problem following a queen of course but she would have to prove herself first and there was nothing to be impressed about over the cracking of an egg. At least not any more so than her brothers and sisters.

Still he had been told the gold was the crowning jewel of the weyr and who was he to argue? He watched with the same interest in the others as the new hatchings choose their life partners. He tried to figure if there was anything to connect the ones that were chosen, any special trait that marked them out from the others but failed to do so. They were all as different as the random gathering of candidates, a wide selection. There was always the possibility that it was something he couldn't see, and there was really nothing he could do about that. If it was something immaterial it was harder to gain that quality for yourself.

But he was knocked from his musings by another gasp and mutterings as the queen impressed to someone in the stands. This hatching was just full of surprises apparently although the other little blue had no trouble impressing it was really rather over looked when there was things like stand impressions going on. Shaking his head to clear it he could still feel his heart tripping in his chest. It hadn't stopped since he had set foot on the sands and it didn't really slow when he was passed by. To accepting of that when there were plenty of other eggs left waiting.

Once more the hatching settled into a steady routine of hatching and impression before the new formed pair left the sands. Until the green came. And maybe it was a latent animal instinct but somehow Zal knew something was wrong with that green. And the panic was soon a clear indication of that then anything. But it still came as a great shock to Zal when she went between. To take her life rather than live without the bond she was born for was a tragic and touching event. And it resonated with Zal who valued his own bond deeply.

But there wasn't much time to grieve. There were others coming and now Zal found himself paying more attention. He didn't want to see another one go between after all. And suddenly he was alert for the signs. As the brown impressed his dark eyes followed the blue that remained

Hu. Well. Things were going alright. Opeth shifted on his perch slightly and peered down at the action. He wouldn't admit it to anyone, but he did enjoy seeing the new little ones find theirs. It was... a rightness. It did keep you still in one place for a long time ago. The blue groaned deep in his chest and stretched his wings...

He nudged a Benden dragon. How had he perched himself next to one of those things? His groan turning to a growl, Opeth's eyes flashed orange.

*****

He was touched, distracted for thought and watching... A Trine blue? What did it want? Brumath cocked his head at the angry creatures, his own eyes remaining dull blue. Such rage against him when he had not desired to come, yet such had been his orders and so he must behave. He must do his duty, and not allow Trine to have complaints against him.

The brown huffed out an unimpressed breath at Opeth before turning back to the sands and studiously ignoring him.

*****

...Fine. A hatching was not the time to tear one of these invaders apart anyway. Giving a huff of his own, Opeth too looked back over at the eggs.

At least the tempermental fellow had found His, even though some blood had been shed. Jalarant sighed and turned his head from the newly Blue to look towards the rest of the eggs. Were any shaking, yet? Had any of the poor Crimson's clutch hatched? In all of the confusion, he couldn't really tell!

The blue scratched His, adding blood to the sands, but had Impressed that boy. Congratulations to them both. Seemed few of them were left. Saykiro looked at the eggs left and wondered if they were going to be Atypicals. It didn't appear that they were shaking, and the Crimson's clutch seemed reserved in their shaking. Maybe they just sensed the others being hatched?

This isn't right. We should be in the honor guard.

Shush, you. You couldn't intimidate a green.

That doesn't matter! I am very fast. Faster than any of those Benden dragons, and you know it. If that bronze decided to go after Brakiath, I could be on his wings before he even lifted off!

Then you will be perfectly fine protecting the queen from here, won't you? Oh look, there's La.

Instantly mollified, Taikoth crooned in apparent pleasure as his head swung back and forth, brilliant blue eyes hunting for the tall girl. There she was! He would have called out to her, except that she needed to focus completely on the hatchlings. It was terribly important. Especially with this clutch... They needed all the care they could get.

Both T'vek and his dragon chuckled at the rather unorthodox Impression of the little gold... then shuddered in unison as the one unfortunate green went between. Was it simply another unfortunate case of no compatible rider available? Or was it somehow linked to the death of the Crimson, and the pall that had hung over Trine as these dragons were still curled in their eggs? No one would ever know, save for that poor green, and she could tell no one. There was no use dwelling on it.

More and more hatchlings found Theirs, and Taikoth began to shift restlessly.

Perhaps there will be more blacks, Mine. Or crimsons, like Alumanth. Taikoth's omission of silvers was telling - while he had no particular dislike of the color, it was obvious that the little dragon valued speed over size. Silvers, like bronzes, were just big hulking objects to fly around in his eyes.