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Nyasa had been at Trine for but a few weeks, and in that time had acquired a clingy little green flitt. The tiny creature demanded near-constant attention, always wanting to be fed or held. She had thought the miniature dragon might be useful, and at last, the thing proved her right when mid-feeding it stopped and started flapping about excitedly. Nyasa was about ready to swat it to make it calm down when the humming began.

‘ Ah, the Hatching is ready to begin.’

Distractedly stuffing another sliver of meat into the little green’s mouth, Nyasa grabbed the flitt and put it in the little basket bed she had made for it before making her way towards the hatching grounds. Slipping into fringes of those seated in the Stands, Nyasa joined the multitude of people watching the eggs and waiting.

One tiny little egg flopped away from its siblings, which Nyasa arched an eyebrow at. Anti-social already and not even hatched? How amusing. And when the first egg finally did hatch, it was a green that first prowled the sands. And prowled it did. Weren’t greens supposed to be like old aunties or empty-headed girls? This green certainly didn’t seem like that. Much though she dislike Weyrs and traditional riders, she still found herself interested in seeing whom these hatchlings would choose. And of course, what would happen to the… misplaced eggs. If they were Hatching, she hoped someone worthy was near them. It would be a pity for such potential to be wasted.

S'kiro looked to the dragons watching, spotting his large blue, standing with his wings out to even watch with the smaller dragons. Rider and dragon watched with quite enthusiasm as the first two eggs hatched. He still remembered all of his time on the Sands, waiting. He smiled at the best memory, Impressing Neptanth.

Siano watched the eggs with anticipation. This was it! Soon she would be too old to impress however she still had today. Her heart sung as the first eggs began to crack and shiver on the sand. Soon there would be dragonets about.

[Carltis]

He had to admit that green wasn't what he was looking for. Yes, he knew, that was awful but what he wanted was a silver. He had to admit he liked the confidence the first one showed, and the fire of the second was impressive. Either one would make a fine bondmate he was sure... he should be more open. Silvers were rare; what were the chances of there evening being one in these clutches, even considering one of the mothers was crimson? Not great, that was what the chances were.

Taking a deep breath and letting it out again Carltis willed himself to let go of his prejudices. Any dragon. Any dragon would do. Any dragon would be wonderful, perfect even. He didn't want to walk away a failure again today.

Ah, there was the anti-social dragon baby. Another green. Anti-social and angry, apparently; amusing indeed. Nyasa crossed her arms over her chest, the majority of her attention drawn to the hissy baby.

‘ Hiss all you like Green, but you’ll pick or go between. If you’ve got half a brain you’ll find someone to put up with.’

The 'Brown' green kept staring for a few moments and then reared up on her hind legs to get a better look. As she did so a shriek rang across the sands, and little Do Not Disturb charged. Eyes blazing orange she did not slow as she approached the candidates; most leapt out of her way but a few slow ones were bowled over, and might have caught a lick of her claws.

Her destination was clear enough; she was heading for the other green. Larger sturdier 'Brown' dropped back onto all fours and turned to face off against the green with the otherworldly scream, answering with a throaty roar of her own. The pair clashed at Medura's feet, and though the jade-hided green was bold she was not strong, and the 'Brown' soon had her pinned. Snarling her displeasure the 'Brown' cuffed her sister across the cheek, just hard enough to break the hide and leave droplets of ichor oozing out. The smaller green shrieked her anger and squirmed around in the sand, supple as a little whip. Eventually she managed to free herself and scrambled upright, raising her wings to make herself look bigger and hissing at her sibling.

Abruptly, as the little green panted for breath, Medura would hear a voice in her mind and feel a presence in her heart.





Unmoved by the display 'Brown' settled her wings by her sides and glared; it didn't seem as though she had any intention of attacking again.

((Anyone on the sands is free to say Syth knocked them down and or scratched them! Injuries are minor; they won't stop you Impressing and don't need immediate treatment.))

Siano smiled as the green bonded. And whispered congrats to the bonded. She was happy that the green did not go between. The Do Not Disturb egg was showing a little action now.