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Muburine

Muburine was surprised that the other candidate turned back and apologized. Perhaps he made a misjudgement. They were all on edge about the eggs. He gave a smile and whispered back, "S'alright. Wanna pair up?" The tall boy readily shook Soral's proffered hand.

J'nes saw a couple Candidates starting to move off, so he headed over to Muburine and Soral. "Best to stay with a rider so the groups can keep in contact with each other more easily. Why don't I join you two, then?" He offered. "You seem eager to get going, and my Hatteth is just as eager."

More eager, the brown insisted to J'nes. Can we get going now?

"I've been in Trine for years," the older candidate said. He turned to the rider as he was addressed and nodded.

J'nes had no idea where to start, really. He didn't know the area, and all the pools made it hard to figure out a search pattern. Not to mention Hatteth's overwhelming desire to hunt made thinking logically at all a bit of a struggle.

Then he thought he heard a sound that came from a direction away from where the Weyr searchers were. Hard to tell how far away it was in all this mist, but it was a place to start. "I think I hear something, coming from that way," he told the Candidates, pointing in the right direction. "Let's check that out. But stay close, we don't know how many thieves might be here, or what they have with them. And in this mist, it could be easy to get lost or separated." He only had a belt knife with him, and one that was meant more as a tool than a weapon, but he made sure it was handy.

As he headed towards the sound, he dimly considered how it was a bad idea to lead the Candidates toward a potentially hostile unknown. He wasn't much of a fighter either, for all that he was adult and in good physical condition. But they needed to get hunting, and now that they were actually moving Hatteth's eagerness kind of made it hard to turn back and ask for help. Then again, he didn't need to stop to do that. Hatteth, tell the other dragons that I think I heard a suspicious sound and am investigating with two of the Candidates, he instructed.

Mine heard a sound and is going to investigate with two Candidates, the dragon dutifully relayed to the others. He prowled along a short distance behind his rider, keeping a sharp watch for eggs or thieves.

D'lin was more then a little bit annoyed by the sour looks and irresponsible actions of some of the candidates. Now was the time they wanted to assert their independence and prove they knew better then any 'higer up' knew. Really? If he were a cruel person he would wish those individuals mauled so that they might learn a lesson or two - but D'lin couldn't really wish such a thing on anyone and so he'd merely stared at the dissidents until they fell into line..well except for the one who kept trying to slink off. "You there!" He shouted to Thrarothar "You stay with me." He recognized the lad as a possible trouble maker and it was always best to keep such people in eyesight.

He nodded to J'nes as the man accompanied two more candidates into the mists. Splitting up wasn't the greatest plan ever but moving as one large group they wouldn't be able to cover much ground either. 'Hatteth's has heard a sound' Plexith reports and D'lin glanced in the direction they had gone. 'Tell them to be careful, scout only and call for help immediately if they so much as suspect there are hostiles.' a message that the bronze dutifully relayed to the brown. Before he could corral any of the other candidates and lead them off in another direction Narisa joined him and he gave her a smile even as Plexith rumbled his own greeting to the larger gold. Some might not have wanted her to leave the weyr but D'lin wa glad to have her along anyways - Cepheith was large and capable and who better to look for eggs then a gold? Perhaps her maternal instincts would give her a bit of insight.

"I've asked everyone not to go into the mists alone, each group will be accompanied by a rider so that we can remain in easy contact and find them easily if trouble arises. Sadly this mist pretty much knocks out any chance for spotting them from the air, and splitting up will cover more ground...safer to stick together of course but just not...practical given the situation." Sad that one had to weigh the accomplishment of a goal against possible loss of life but sometimes it was required. When he really thought about it..didn't he do that in every threadfall anyways?

Soral remained quiet but close to his group, looking about warily. He was somewhat afraid and panicking would do him no good, but he was protected so long as he stayed close to the rider and dragon that brought him in. He swallowed and walked along with them, trying to see while they looked for the sound.

Firith moved with the women, purposely snaking her tail along the ground to create a noticable noise, but it was hardly any kind of a commotion. Just a hint, a teasing 'Over here~!'...or was it 'Over there!'? In the mist, it would be difficult to tell. Her amusement with this little game was short-lived, however, interrupted by the urge to hum.

An urge she squashed mercilessly. Mine, the eggs! she alerted, eyes flaring red-orange. They are hatching!

Ralla swore, quietly but profusely. "We've got another problem," she shared with her companions, "They're hatching. Now."