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Though the largest injuries on his sides and neck still flowed green, the smaller marks had begun to slow to a lethargic trickle, some managing to stop altogether. The bronze hatchling lay for a moment in the sands, taking deep breaths as he readied himself for another attempt. He would not take their pity, he was strong, he was brave. Serval wouldn't accept them looking down at him as though he were some pathetic being incapable of looking after himself. His gaze swiveled to Nyxbath as she approached, a snarl starting as she compared him to an injured wherry. Pushing himself up once again he looked down at the green. As she spoke of his strength the bronze seemed to relax, his snarl fading off into nothing. At least she knew how strong he was. When his green sister's rider spoke the bronze looked at the marks that marred his hide. He was a mess of torn flesh and ichor where once there had been such lovely shades and patterns. He did not see how scars could be handsome, though really even without patterns he knew that he was certainly a prize for any female. Of course they would be honoured to have him pay attention to them.

Turning his head the bronze looked straight into Hennory's eyes, a mild flicker of irritation at having his path blocked by the youth. Well his would tend to him of course, he just had to find them. They were being terribly difficult and that was bothersome. The bronze snorted as he straightened up, feeling the need to be slightly higher than Hennory, though hoping nobody noticed the shake of his right leg as it threatened to give way a second time. He had to conceed however that perhaps the boy had a point. After all he was the best here. Really any of them should be proud to touch him and treat him.

Of course all these others had approached him unbidden. Only his rider was allowed to do that. They had all ignored his wishes and crowded him without his say so. Insisting that he take their aid, well, he would find his rider first and then they could do their duty of treating him. He would not be ordered around by them. Twisting his body, and letting out a grunt of pain upon realising the flaw in that, the bronze moved away from his mother and those that sought to aid him. He would return with his, first he had to find them.

Alara

Alara had missed much of the commotion, she'd heard it but her focus had been firmly on holding Lypith down and stuffing food into the green dragonet's maw. No good would come of her sweet dragon bounding back onto the sands in an attempt to help. Later when it was all settled she'd see what they could do to help. Well if Lypith was awake then, dragonets tended to fall asleep soon after eating during the first little bit of their life. Not unlike humans babies although those were much easier to move and Alara did not look forward to the task of trying to haul Lypith anywhere should the little green find herself too tired to move at any point.

I will never be too tired mine.
Lypith replied as she swallowed another chunk of meat and tried to wriggle away to get closer to the action. Her siblings were hurting as were some of the candidates, she really should try and comfort them.

Ameleia turned as she heard the sound of the Bronze grunting in pain, a look of worrying showing the depths of her eyes, "Ahhh... seems like he is up." She murmured, wondering if what Nilah had said was something he saw as encouraging. Better that he went and found his on his own instead of having some women do it for him, perhaps? It was a thought that made the corner of her mouth turn up just a bit before she heard the rumbling of another dragon. Turning slowly she spotted the big, grouchy looking blue that was standing alongside his and she gave a bit of a wince, "Ahhh..." The woman shifted in place before taking a step forward toward the young man, lifting a hand to help hush her voice before saying, "Maybe you can distract him with a snack?" They didn't want another fight breaking out, not when the Bronze wasn't feeling well and they didn't want to rile up the Gold again.

Lowering her glance to the big Blue she said, "Things are calming down now, yours is alright and safe, you don't need to worry." She told him, hoping a soothing voice might calm the grumpy looking blue. She could understand, she doubted very highly that the Blue wanted anyone to risk harming his precious rider but surely the odds of that might rise if the Blue riled up the Gold, Bronze, or both... best that the young man take his partner to find him something to eat, it might perk him up? Lifting her hands then she waved them, "Ah! Not that I mean to tell you two how to act, just that we don't want anymore fights." She said, cheeks flushing.

Ooops, she was acting like a big sister again she thought to herself, embarrassed as she realized that she was treating the two of them like little kids when they were far from that, the big Blue especially, "S-Sorry about that, I am used to breaking up fights between my ex's siblings." She said, giving a bit of a giggle, lifting a hand scratch it against the back of her head.

Ashlyn

Ashlyn sighed as she watched the bronze dragon get to his feet again and went in search of his rider. She kept her eyes on him, trying to make sure he didn't further injure himself. He really was in no condition to move like that and she wished the rest of the boys had come closer to him. If they cared about their potential dragon, then it should be their duty to come and help out, instead of making the dragon come to them.

Ashlyn mine, please try not to be upset. If my brother's rider is here, maybe he does not realize that he has a dragon. You doubted yourself before I came to you, didn't you? I know you are trying to help, but you can't help someone when they don't want it, can you?Gyafrith asked. Ashyn was brought out of her thoughts, her cheeks flushed as she realized she had let her anger get the best of her. Then she heard Hennory's words on the matter and shrugged.

"Maybe he just doesn't feel comfortable with all these people he doesn't know, only his bonded can calm him. Hopefully once he has impressed, his rider can convince him to let us help him. I kind of can understand being uncomfortable around a bunch of people I do not know,"Ashlyn replied to Hennory.

'Thank you, Gyafrith for your words. You are right, I did doubt myself before you came to me,'Ashlyn thought to her dragon.

Though she had fled the gathering around her bronze brother, the gold hatchling was very much active. The gold was a bulky creature, lacking the delicate, graceful, proportions of the others of her colour. This gold was a little shorter than usual and thickly set. Strong limbs and a broad chest made her an obvious force to be reckoned with. Unfortunately this did not seem to aid what the gold was trying to do. Hyena was trying to slip through the crowd, trying not to get attention drawn onto herself. Not used to her bulk however she often bumped into people. Sometimes seeing a space between two candidates that she thought was small enough, but once she tried to force her shoulders through realised was not. More than once she would knock a candidate to the ground by accident. It was in those moments that her awkward shuffling would begin and she would give an apologetic cry before running off.

The dragon's habit of fleeing in the opposite direction each time she knocked someone meant that her movements through the candidates were erratic, with no pattern or logical flow to them. This often led to the gold doubling back on herself and traversing the same areas several times over. Casting a nervous glance over her shoulder the dragon paced away from her last accidental collision a little faster than was advisable. With her pale gaze focused on the blonde girl that climbed to her feet, she did not notice the brunette in front of her. Hyena collided with Nilah, walking straight into the girl's back; her considerable weight driving the fourteen year old candidate forward.

Giving a startled yelp the gold jumped away, letting out a apologetic warble. Turning from the candidate she ran in the opposite direction, not managing three bounds before she collided with Hennory, twisting again and banging into Ashlyn. The scratched up gold let out a upset wail. Head whipping from side to side as she shuffled, unable to go in any direction without hurting someone. The gold froze, suddenly, her head up, staring straight in the direction of the already impressed Weyrlings. There was a murmur of confusion, as the hatchling's upset seemed to fade away as she, for the first time, grew still. Her rider could not be there, the Weyrlings were bonded.

Hyena took a step in the direction of the Weyrlings, pausing for just a moment. The dragon's jeweled eyes exploded into a rainbow of love as a joyful cry took wing from her throat. Her course set, the dragon was off, bounding forward as she called out again. My Ameleia! Hyena skidded her way around a young lad who was wise enough to jump out of the large dragon's way. The gold twisted her body to the side, dragging tracks in the sand as she came to a halt before the candidate. She pushed against Ameleia, nuzzling her head against her stomach. Oh, Mine, I am so happy to have found you at last. Your Tacutath was so lost without you. Laughter poured into the the girl's mind, the joy of finding her chosen washing away the guilt for the hurt she had caused to candidates. The damage she had done to Serval, she had not meant it to go that far, her Ameleia would understand this. He had just made her so angry, he had been mean to her sister. They were all mean, hers, all of them were, those bronzes, browns and blues. They two were not like them, hers was not like them.

It was a bit of a surprise when the Gold dragoness collided with poor Nilah, sending the girl flying forward, "Ah! Nilah? Are you..." Ameleia seemed to trail off, watching as the Gold back off, seeming to be apologizing for that before she bumped into one of the male Candidates, taking him out as well, and then again into one of the female ones who had impressed earlier, something that made her wince, "Ahh... perhaps you should slow down..." She suggested, hoping that those that she had sent flying were alright, a sentiment that the dragon seemed to echo given the sounds she was making, causing her to sound as though she were quite upset over the fact that she was knocking people over left and right. Not exactly a graceful Gold but then again she was freshly hatched, not everyone was born a lady, right?

She took a step forward, lifting a hand toward Nilah, about to offer her friend a hand up out of the sand that she'd been knocked into for a second time today. At least this time wasn't her fault she thought to herself a moment before a voice was speaking to her, calling her 'My Ameleia' something that made the blond girl freeze in place. Her hand went from out stretched to jerking up to her chest, feeling the most amazing and almost overwhelming sensation whelming up in before she spun around to face the dragon that was coming her way and she couldn't help but to give a gasp of surprise when she saw who it was. It wasn't something that she'd expected, not in the least. A Green, perhaps, if she were lucky but never this, "Tacutath." She murmured, starring at the big, shiny dragon that was currently nuzzling against her stomach in such a sweet manner. It was as though everything that had transpired between Tacutath and the Bronze were just some sort of fluke as she was back to laughing happily again.

For a moment nothing else around the two of them seemed to exist, it was just the two of them as Ameleia sank down to her knees in the sands, wrapping her arms around Tacutath's neck, hugging her close, "It's alright, there is no need to feel lost, not anymore." She murmured. Neither of them were alone anymore, no longer lost or without a path to walk, they would be walking it together now. Leaning over she rested her head against that of the shining Gold for a moment, the two of them sharing a quiet moment before she realized that many eyes were suddenly upon them and Ameleia jerked her head up, looking around for a moment, and there was a sudden, terrifying moment where she suddenly realized what such a dragon meant. So much that it almost made her dizzy but she was given a reassuring nudge by Tacutath and even felt the reassurance of her partner that told her that everything would be alright.

There is nothing to fear My Ameleia, now that we are together. The Gold said before stomach gave a rather loud and unladylike rumble that would have caused her to flush in dragons could do so, If we could get something to eat, mine?" She said, seeming to be thinking of something far more simple right now. She had worked up quite the appetite since she hatched and now that she had hers she wanted to find something to eat. Perhaps she should check on her sisters as well, especially the one that had been chased. There was so much that she wanted to do but first things first, food.

Ameleia nodded her head, scratching Tacutath lightly under the chin, "Come on the, let's go and get you something to eat." She said, glancing around at those that Tacutach had bumped into, mouthing apologies to them. Best that she apologize for Tacutath who was just a baby she thought to herself, wanting to make sure to keep on good terms with those that she and the Gold would be training with soon enough she decided.

E'zen

"Aspith you can't dig your way out of the Weyr," E'zen sighed and he tried in vain to pull his blue dragonet out from under the feeding table. Aspith might think he was avoiding attention but he was just causing more people, especially in the crowd to look at him weirdly.

I do not want us to be here anymore mine. Aspith wanted peace and quiet where he could sleep safely and no more strange or bad things were going to happen. That meant leaving the hatching grounds and the best way to do that was clearly to dig through the warm sands until he could tunnel his way out.