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Not long after Redhath had claimed his did the American Paint Egg begin to shake. Perhaps the egg was small, but its efforts certainly weren't! Each movement was precise, not the least bit out down. The dragon inside was not frenzied at all, not like its siblings. It was in no hurry, no hurry at all. It bumped into the Kiger Mustang once and stopped its moving for a few moments.

While the American Paint Egg ceased, the other patchy egg began to move. Slightly larger, the Gypsy Vanner Egg moved with much more intention, its movements just as precise as its sibling. And then, with no great show at all, a dark blue broke the shell, struggling for only a moment before he was completely free of the egg. It was then the light patches became obvious; the young dragon was completely breath taking.

He did not make his way towards the candidates and instead, approached the American Paint Egg, slowly weaving his away around eggs. His sibling had resumed methodical movement and the blue sat and waited. And waited. And waited and then, only then, did a nose poke through. And a foot. And another foot. And with one finally smash, a patchy green, much like himself, stepped forth. The pair regarded each other thoughtfully and the blue gave his sister a nudge.

With what could only be called a look of exasperation, she started to move towards the girls, her brother following closely behind. Woe be the soul that tried to move in on his sister.

More, Arioth demanded, gaping her jaws wide. I must grow bigger and stronger than him. I will show him that I am better! How dare he glare at her like that! She would show him!

"He's not doing a sharding thing to you, Arioth. Even if he was, he couldn't take me from you." That thought warmed Rinfala, somehow. Arioth was full of fire and agenothree, but she was hers. There wouldn't be a boring day in either of their lives, now.

He is LOOKING at me. I will not have him look at me like that! Snarling, Arioth nearly choked on the next chunk of meat she gobbled down.

Rin gave her a flat look. "It won't kill you. Choking on your meat might."

With a soft giggle, she observed the pretty pair that had just hatched. After the bloody display of the first pair of siblings, this overprotective brother was almost a relief. A boy had been mauled dreadfully with the previous dark blue hatchling, and if the green darted for her new partner before this blue...perhaps there would be more maulings, after all!

Hands flexing eagerly, eyes alight on the pair, Inaari couldn't help but gently nudge Goran again. "See? I told you it might happen! Maybe one is for you!" Really, he was much too grumpy! Much like the old Candidate Master, who'd had a curmudgeonly spot in her big heart. The teen had already decided to take this one under her wing, and give him something to do instead of brood.

Certainly she'd done a bit too much of that to know how bad it was for you! No brooding would be allowed, she promised herself, and turned her mind back to the pair.

Another Blue and the first green, and both of them gorgeous! Vaythel couldn't help but grin--the two that Impressed to them would be very lucky indeed. The Green began to make her way towards the females, with the Blue following close behind. Vaythel stifled a chuckle at the protectiveness of the Blue, as it reminded him of his brother and he when Vaythel had been but a child. The happy memories restored his hope, and Vaythel stood on, waiting for the next eggs to hatch. Maybe he would Impress a Brown? Or possibly a Bronze? He recalled that Greens Impress to just about anything, so that was an option as well. He had to stay on the positive side of things for now, anyway--otherwise he might just break before the Hatching was over with.

"What a change of pace!" Ollen exclaimed looking at the patchy blue and green. They did not look angry and bent on injuring a candidate. Although, it was still possible for them to accidentally bump and thud the others. Ollen stood very still as she watched the pair approach.

She did not want to be a victim in this hatching and she watched the dragonets with apprehension. She thought of the few dragons she had contact and wondered if these were how hatchlings naturally acted.

Distracted by the recent arrivals, Sen turned to where she could get a better look, then stood on the tip of her toes to peer over a particularly tall individual in front of her. She couldn't help but laugh at the sight, and this time, it was funny.

"The little green seems anti-social," she said to no one in specific.

They were better than the rest. That was a given. Kagiya had known that she was better than the rest, but only now had Dolmin risen to her standards of best. They could be friends now. ... They were friends. "Bet they woulda! That's 'cause they're wherries an' scared, an'... we're better," she asserted smugly. Good. She needed a friend who was as good as she was. ... Almost as good. It was hard to meet Giya's exacting standards, but maybe he'd prove it over time. "They didn't come, so they're gonna miss out. But we don't we know they've gots a Blue an' a Green."

And that the little Queen, Brown, and other Blue had Impressed, too. They'd seen the blood, and they'd heard the screams. Was there nothing that they had not seen? Their parents might not approve, but that didn't matter so long as they had the inside information. "D'you think they'll Impress fast?" she asked Dolmin, nudging her friend curiously. She wasn't too scared now, not that she had found her courage. It seemed like he wasn't either. Good.

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"Oh look," Vera said, pointing out toward the Hatching Sands. "A Blue and a Green!" Beautiful little creatures. Truly lovely. And there was Mal with his gorgeous darling, and she couldn't be happier. Especially as it seemed to her that S'van was speechless with glee at this point. Good. He wouldn't be saying anything else to upset Marko with. They really, really did not need that. At her side, S'van was making incoherent giddy noises, clearly nearly as excited now as he had been when his best friend O'asis had Impressed.