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Upon closer inspection, that green was absolutely gorgeous! It had been hard to see her across the sands with it being dark and in the middle of the night, but a small gasp escaped Melina as the little one neared, then sighed as she passed. Stay positive she murmured to herself, trying to keep her hopes up. The rest of the eggs didn't seem all that active - would they have to be assisted into hatching? She wasn't quite sure, but she hoped they would all hatch all right.

Atypical dragons weren't respected in the north - in fact, they were normally left to die. Ruatha, of course, had been home to the very first atypical dragon, a white named Ruth. Melina wondered why the folks in the north were so dead set against the atypicals. Ruth had been a perfectly wonderful dragon, by all reports, and Melina didn't see the problem with having more of them in the world.

S'ren didn't seem too concerned about it, so E'lai was still left wondering just who this girl was and how they'd met. Given the 'friendly', perhaps she was a candidate who was simply very outgoing and had taken advantage of the opportunity to chat with a dragonrider? Plenty of candidates did that. Though, if he looked very closely, she did seem a bit familiar--was she one of the weyr's children, then? If so, that paired with how old she looked to be said this probably wasn't her first Hatching. Surely there were other 'weyrbrats' in the same position as the eggs hatched and the dragons Impressed.

Speaking of eggs hatching...four yet to go, and one of them the queen egg. He did hope the two smaller eggs that hadn't yet moved were simply atypicals unable to break through or move their shells as opposed to outright duds. Given they would be the last to attempt to 'help' to hatch, a true dud would put a sour taste on the end of the Hatching, and given it was already quite late at night, nobody was going to want to leave on that note.

As the two big eggs continued to move, the scattered stars green finally rose to her feet and set off towards the male candidates. When she reached them she sat down an inspected the group, her steady eyes seeming to take in all of them at once. She spent some moments there, but eventually got back to her feet and moved onward to look at the assembled female candidates in the same manner. After a thorough study of that group she twisted her head around to regard the four remaining eggs, two moving and two statue still. Raising her head she then met the eyes of her mother before turning her gaze around the sands to take in every human present, and then her eyes swept across every green, black, blue, crimson, brown, silver, bronze and gold dragon settled up on the perches.

Turning her head to female candidates once more at last the green's calm eyes fixed on one single individual, the one that was to be Hers.

"Melina. I am Galith. We are one, from now until time ends."

And with that there were no more dragons on the sand, even the luminous egg and rocky band egg stilled as Galith found her rider. Was this a sign that something was wrong, or merely a moment of calm before another storm of activity? As ever with hatchings, only time would tell.

Friendly was certainly one way of putting it. However, despite the many candidates he'd made conversation with over the Turns, he couldn't quite say that any had previously sought out him and Tereth at their weyr simply for the sake of conversation. That... was entirely new and unique. And refreshingly bold in a small way, considering how few Candidates took the initiative to speak to riders period. He could see why Tereth found her so intriguing.

"I suppose the new queen likes to make an entrance," S'ren remarked, noting how the two wiggling eggs had stilled. Giving pause at such a time as this pretty much guaranteed that all eyes would be on those two eggs. Question was, was the second egg a bronze or a brown?

At first, she hadn't noticed the luminous egg begin to crack, not being close enough, but now it was impossible to miss. Very soon now, Trine's new gold would hatch - but what was she waiting for? Was she going to let the rocky band egg hatch first, so that she could have the Sands to herself? Like most others observing, Nawa had begun to suspect that the void and burning eggs weren't going to hatch on their own. Four dragons left, one certain not to want her if its size was any indication, and so many Candidates. The girl was caught between hoping one might be hers, and knowing how unlikely that was.

Nawa took a deep breath and waited.

Kallista watched with pride as several more good sized greens were hatched. She heard whispers about how many were coming but honestly from all the clutches she had been to greens made up almost half the numbers. But now there were four eggs just shaking and then stopping. Was this to be a big finale? She kept her fingers crossed that one of the eggs was for Allaxon.

It is good there are so many greens None like myself of course. As long as they remember that when I am in the skies. Astarteth snorted.
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V'tur sighed as the little ones began to make their Impressions. With this much attitude and presence, he wasn't sure how they would get along in a wing. Hopefully, each one knew where his or her place would be. Settling back and crossing his arms, he wanted to see any more eggs would hatch on their own. It would not be a good sign if the little gold would need help.

He didn't notice Xan until she said something about the atypes and duds. Giving her a smile, he replied to her comments. "I hope not with a gold egg. I think they are all waiting to surprise us at once. At least they all seem keen on Impressing.

Iwieth warbled to some of the dragons near him and let the humming die. The brown hoped that there would be more of his color joining the ranks but said nothing to his rider or the others. Big blue that hatched. It is good there are none between. Yet.
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N'ymi was hoping the rest of the eggs would hatch and Impress soon. It seemed like it didn't take Daroth long to find her. In fact, she was one of the first to Impress from their Hatching. "Big blue ther' ta hatch. Yer such a sweetie ta me."

I was and still am. Guess that weed worked after all. Daroth thrummed.

'Elizamine! Our friends are waiting for us by the food' Velath trilled, giving a happy little bounce and increasing her pace towards the food tables where her sister sat waiting with excitedly fanning wings. She had not met Halith's chosen yet - or any of the already impressed who gathered near the food table for that matter and she was certainly interested in correcting that matter. And getting something to eat too - yes something to eat would be good she decided as her eyes whirled with a tinge of red.

"Of course they are" Eliza told the little green, picking up her own pace so that she could keep step with the dragon as they headed for the food. Still beaming happily she glanced towards the food tables where Ceta and her dragon waited, it looked like Ceta's dragon was indeed waiting anxiously for them to arrive. Eliza couldn't wait - she had no idea how she was going to sleep tonight after the hatching and all this excitement - she wanted to stay up all night discussing the future with Ceta now that they had impressed together, of course such thoughts were pushed to the back of her mind as her stomach practically rumbled with Velath's hunger reminding Eliza that for the moment there were more important things to take care of then chatter.

Upon reaching the tables she hurriedly grabbed a bowl of the waiting meat and placed it in front of Velath whom had taken that time to sniff and nudge at Ceta and greet her green sister. "Can you believe it? This is perfect!" Eliza bubbled at Ceta "We both impressed together..now we'll both train together...maybe we'll even end up bunkmates for a while!"

'We came quickly' Velath was telling Halith earnestly in between bites of food 'But we were talking along the way - there is so much to see and talk about now that we are out of our shells, did you see all the big dragons up there watching us? I bet they and theirs have so many good stories to share!'

Mallan cringed a little inside, more dragons finding their soul mates and none even looked towards him yet again. He was tempted to push his way forwards a little but he also knew that IF his dragon was to hatch, it would find him no matter where he stood on the sands, so he fought with the urge to make himself more visible to the hatching dragons but his fists balled in his tension. He closed his eyes for a minute and took a deep breath, eyeing the other eggs, out of all of them he knew that one, the golden Luminous Egg, wasn't for him, and some of those eggs could be duds, or atypicals.. he wasn't sure if he was ready for that kind of responsibility but if it came to it, he would work damned hard to show he COULD do it. He opened his eyes and watched the remaining eggs, glancing towards where the Weyrleaders stood, on edge for the moment they would be called to gather around any unhatched eggs.