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"Nasuymi," Xan smiled and nodded in acknowledgment, "the flitt's no trouble, don't worry. Hum, now, take this," she passed over a soft bristled brush, "and dip it in the oil there, then work it into his left shoulder. See where the hide is duller?" she gestured to the dry patch on her striped partner. "All over that area, and just around it. The brush is nice and soft, so you don't need to worry about hurting him..."

What about the other person? It didn't seem kind to leave them out. Hum... Ah, right okay. "Umm, you," Xan waved to Kytara, "could you work on his left wing? Just dip your hands in the oil and rub it into the membrane gently; I'll be working on the right wing so if you're not sure of how to do it watch me for a bit."

So saying, the black haired rider dunked her hands into the bucket and moved around to Opeth's right side. After a brief grumble about too many people, the blue unfolded his wings and lay down to allow everyone who was going to do something to him to reach.

Ignoring his grousing, Xan continued working oil into the blue's wing, glancing around as she did so. "So then, what do you guys make of recent events? Two clutches; you guys must all be pretty excited for that, hu?" Double the chances, right? Well, unless the two clutches went and hatched right at the same time, that wouldn't be good, unless all the eggs were in the same place or something.

Camm flew to a rock and settled herself. Immediately, she began her chatter towards the blue. He was blue and big and so much bigger than her but not as big as the red. And his was so nice but not as nice as HERS who...who...fed her lovely things! The green was as friendly as Nasuymi was standoffish.

Nasuymi took the brush and dipped it in the oil. Moving towards the dragon, she looked him in the eyes and spoke to him as if she had known Opeth all her life. "Now Opeth. Imma scrub you down a bit. Dun worry, I'll take care o'you no problem."

She was no stranger to hard work or scrubbing. With the grit of a weyrbrat or a drudge, Nasuymi began to work on the left shoulder trying to massage in circles as she got the hide nice and oiled. Inside, she was a whirl of happiness and pleasure! For how often did one get to help with a dragon?? On the outside, a look of concentration settled onto her face as she did her task. "I kin make sure I got it all, Rider Xan. I'm used t'havin' to scrub thin's."

Farellen smiled at Ca'mil, "y..yes dragonrider ma'am" he said, slightly nervous for a minute at being requested by the dragon. He hurried over to the spot the rider had indicated and scratched, keeping even pressure, trying not to be too rough with the smooth, warm dragon hide "you're a beauty aren't you" he murmured to himself as he rubbed away Cheryth's itch.

"Well, I don't know if she would," Xan pondered the question as she worked on Opeth's outstretched wing. "I mean, with how they get against other golds rising maybe they'd not share with another gold, but would with a crimson? Still, given we've more than one hatching ground here it's all come out alright anyway. Hope the two clutches don't hatch right at the same time though, or nobody is going to know which way to push you candidates."

"They would send all females to the clutch with the pretty pretty queen egg," Opeth commented to His and to Cheryth; "every possible girl must be given to her, seen as she is so special." There were plenty of queens, so many clutches recently had contained one, but people were still so worked up about it all. Idiots.

"Yea... Opeth says they'd probably make all girls go to Brakiath's clutch," Xan passed on to everyone who hadn't been included. "I guess we'll just have to hope that the shells crack at different times. It'd be easiest to have both clutches in the same place, but moving eggs around is probably a seriously bad idea, even if the mothers would allow it."