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After taking the time to retreat to her barracks and change back into more casual clothes Weyard had felt her emotions dim and settle. Sure, she was disappointed, but things could be worse. No one had been mauled, no dragons had betweened, no duds, all impressed. Not even any very bad tempers had been displayed. The gold was good, and though there had been no bronzes the clutch was a success. High Reaches prospered. Even if she herself was dragonless, she could celebrate knowing that the Weyr had been improved.

In her own good time she'd gone down to the feast, eager to congratulate those now-weyrlings she'd know pre-hatching and get a better look at the dragonets. And to eat of course! Food was something she always loved, regardless of mood. Cooking it, eating it...especially eating it, and tonight all the stops had been brought out. Mmm, she was going to get SO fat, just for the night.

After entering and making a few preliminary waves and nods to the few who'd greeted her, she set about filling a huge plate with all sorts of delectables. Roasted meats, brazed and stuffed; breads with sauces and mashed roots; sweets and all sorts of things, all found their way to her plate, along with a mug of sweetened juice mixed with some spices. Mmm. Just perfect. She thunked the plate down at one table and reclined on the bench backwards, facing out towards the crowds, not the long wooden slab. Over the rim of her cup she spied a boy who, like her, had not impressed. He looked, frankly, distraught. Swallowing, she tipped the cup at him. "Hey! Come on over here...no reason to look so down. The feast's for those who impressed, sure, but it'd be a bit lacking if it was just them here...candidates are welcome, as are the rest!" She tilted her head to the open seat beside her, offering it to him.

Then we will go and find the others, Kanaleth announced, glancing up as Aceth's rider greeted Hers. The golden dragon paused then, a flash of indecision clouding her blue eyes. That is, if you would like to, she amended, unwilling to drag the chipper green along if she would prefer to stay with Hers. They had just found their riders, after all, and Kanaleth could understand completely if Aceth would prefer his company for the time being. She, on the other hand, was completely confident Andere was alright left in the hands of A'jel and S'ril, and did not mind setting out on her own to meet the others.

Her quandary was solved rather quickly, however, when a spotted dragon bounded over and greeted both Queen and green with a playful n**. Kanaleth snorted, her wings flaring out the side as she took a step back and raised her head, peering curiously at the bouncy green. Hello, Perditith, she greeted her clutchmate, bobbing her head. Aceth and I were going to find out other clutchmates.

Andere, meanwhile, folded her arms over her chest having greeted both riders, nodding enthusiastically with S'ril's observation. "Yes, Kanaleth wants to make sure we meet all the other dragons from the clutch before anything else is done. However, I am absolutely starving! Would either of you care to-" And once again, the goldrider was interrupted, another greenrider joining their small gathering.

"Lauretia? A pleasure. I'm Andere, my dragon is Kanaleth." She offered her hand. "This is S'ril," the seacrafter continued, motioning to the other greenrider. "And this is A'jel." She motioned to the other dragonrider. "I was hoping someone else here was as hungry as I am."

Oh, good, the boy'd seen her. She nodded emphatically as he pointed to himself and took another swig from her mug. Again she patted the bench, hooking one knee over the other to look totally at ease on the bench, leaning just so back against the table. Reaching over her shoulder, she speared a shank of some food or other with her knife and set to work on it. Mmm, wherry. Maybe one of those very ones she'd beheaded just days earlier. It was cooked to perfection, as was to be expected for a hatching feast.

"C'mon then, don't look so down around the mouth! No reason to drag yourself around like a wherry with a bum wing, hmm? Grab some of that pie, it looks just fine, and come join the party!" She flagged the fellow down again. Just because she didn't know him didn't mean she didn't want to be nice. He was likely a holder of some sort...all the more reason to make him feel at home.

At the mention of pie, Julian's head comes up and he grins. He gives a give wave to the girl. "K, be right over!" A beeline for the food table later and he has his plate full with various sweets, including the afore mentioned pie. The Weyr really knew how to celebrate! There was never this much selection back home.

Cautiously Julian makes his way back over to the girl. He didn't want so tople his desserts or klah. Setting them down with a relieved sigh and taking his own seat before turning to the girl with a smile. "Hey, I'm Julian. You were on the hatching sands weren't you?"

Well. A'jel thought to himself looking down t the young brown, This is convenient! Certainly saved him some trouble...

A'jel kneeled down to the young brown's level to speak to him, "Vogieth is outside with the others too big too fit in here. He tells me that he is excited to meet you." He gave Brath a small smile before standing back up, and looking to Z'ai.
"It's no problem. Vogieth has been all but pleading that I find the two of you." There was an amused expression on his face as he mentioned his dragon's excitement and eagerness.

Oh, dear. Look away for a moment, and A'jel was already absconded by another weyrling. Andere raised her eyebrows, brushing her dull red bangs away from her face as she observed the unfolding scene. A brown dragonet was all but sitting on top of A'jel's feet, wagging his tail. Whatever was going on, the hatchling seemed to be in charge of the situation and the goldrider wasn't entirely sure if it was her place to interrupt. For all she new, the dragonrider and weyrling may have been friends.

Shrugging, Andere turned back to S'ril, inclining her head with a slight smile. "Well, since our companion has been kidnapped by a very enthusiastic hatchling, I suppose it is up to us to find something to eat." The seacrafter paused for a moment, shifting her position as she seemed to consider something. "If you would like to join me, that is. I understand if you've already had your fill."

You realize, Anderemine, you are not going to make friends like that.

Blue eyes twinkling, the gold fixed her attention back onto the darker green dragon, crooning happily when Aceth announced she would be more than happy to join the Queen's quest. Excellent! she replied, spreading her wings only to fold them again. Kanaleth turned, mindless of her tail as she brushed against the gathering riders. I believe we should start with our brother there, don't you? the Queen asked, shifting her gaze to Brath. Kanaleth shuffled, bumping into Aceth amiably. He is right there, after all.

Without so much as a word to Andere otherwise, the small gold dragon began a steady advance toward the piebald brown, her tail swinging side to side. Brath! she called. Come and join us!

S'ril nodded, "I'll join you, if only for something sweet to eat!" He didn't really have a sweet tooth - not really - but something sweet after all the savory, heavy foods of the meal somed more appetizing. And besides, he wasn't just going to abandon the newly Impressed Queen rider.

Aceth followed after Kanaleth, slipping between people easily with her much smaller size compared to her companion. Yes, yes, come join us~! Aceth chimed in from behind as she approached the brown moments later. If a dragon could grin wildly, she would be doing so right now out of sheer excitement of greeting her clutchmates.