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There was a heavy hammering of her heart against her chest as she watched the two little blues begin their fight, this was just terrible! What on Pern could have made the two little ones so angry with each other so soon into life, she knew that yelling at the creatures would do no good, they were going to get hurt and maybe even damage some of the other eggs on the sands.

Ashmere stood from her spot, her dirty charcoal covered hand was the last thing on her mind as she stood and watched the dragonets, it was seemingly just at that very moment that she stood that a little green had chosen her rider! Rocking on the heels and balls of her feet the brown haired harper glared at both of the blues, she was actually angry with them and their antics, how could they be so selfish as to fight! Again light tears rushed down her cheeks as she let out a small whispered. "no"

The Hatching, the Hatching! It was Soldekai's first, and he scrambled to get everything together. Candidate robe, check it to make sure it's clean and no holes - no, scratch that, FIRST extricate Cress and Quickfire from the Candidate robe, THEN check it, THEN put it on. The twin baby flits squawked and clung to each other, squalling indignantly at being awakened. Soldekai hastily sent a mental apology in their direction, along with a promise of all the meat scraps he could swipe from the kitchen... but after the Hatching!

He managed to reach the Sands just in time, picking a good spot around the middle of the boys, but not too far from the front. Sure, there had been a few grumpy eggs, but on the whole, at the Touching everyone had seemed so friendly! He wasn't at all nervous, despite rumors that occasionally someone would get hurt at a Hatching. Well, if you didn't get out of the way of clumsy claws, that was just how it was! It was like being trod on by a young runnerbeast, it just meant you just had to watch your feet better.

Still... His confidence wavered when the very first two blues to hatch immediately squared off against each other. Wait... Was this supposed to happen? Weren't baby dragons supposed to think of Impression first, then finding food? But these two seemed more wrapped up in a standoff than trying to find their riders...

Well, maybe they'd get it out of the way. It was better not to interfere in struggles for dominance, if his experience with other creatures was of any use. The more you interfered, the more you'd just delay the inevitable. And surely it would be better for them to get their little tussle in now, when their golden mother was watching and both were less likely to get hurt, than later when they were big enough to do real damage.

Well things were certainly getting busy now! Mercy thought to herself as another green hatched and seemed to be interested in the still fighting blues. It looked for all the world like she was trying to goad them into more of a fight! But then the gold hatched and what a beauty she was!

Quickly putting the others in their place as well, like any queen ought to! The sweet tempered green who had been wandering to and fro seemed to have made her choice. Mercy wished the blues would quite bickering and do so as well - though perhaps now they would with their royal sister ordering them about.

Well, it seemed that Drakell had been 100% ineffective. At least he had tried. Azuran turned briefly to watch as the light green from earlier wandered through the boys and found Hers among the girl candidates. Wasn't that the girl that had fallen during the touching? Well, he was certainly happy for her to have been bonded to by such a nice dragon.

The hatching really was happening quickly now, for just a moment later the brown patchy egg broke open to reveal another green. He found himself incredulous however as she proceeded to goad on her two brothers into further fighting. Seriously?

It was quite the relief when the young gold hatched from her egg and called the three to order. And now the queen is revealed, he thought to himself, looking over the pretty young gold. Hopefully with her out and about the two blues would finally quit their quibbling long enough to find Theirs. Not to mention the new green.

BANG BANG BANG--CLANG CLANG CLANK CLANG A cacophony of strident noise woke Amon and Amarth, who in turn started jumping atop the deeply slumbering Therion. It didn't take long for the combination of noise and stomping to rouse the big boned teen from his bed. As a matter of fact, once he realized what was going on, he fell out of bed in a tumble of blanket and sleep-heavy limbs.

"Nnng...Amon, Amarth -- GO LAY DOWN." A firm command spoken with a muffled, fuzzy voice; Ther wasn't nearly awake enough to deal with two chittering flits, not when he had a hatching to be worried about. Quickly he extracted himself from his bedding and haphazardly pulled it into some semblance of order -- training to be a glass-smith had been hard and he hadn't forgotten the lessons he learned there: you did not leave your bunk a wreck unless you wanted a swift beating and the worst jobs.

After all of that, he'd gone tearing out to the Sands to claim a candidate's robe. The Candidate-Master had separated the two genders and ordered them out onto the heated sands - he shuffled a bit so that he could be somewhere near Lothan and Inaari - and then watched the dragonets emerging with a sort of quiet awe.

So what had started as Tiepet pretending to sleep in her barracks ended up with her halfway to the herdbeast pens before the humming started. The girl had always been a light sleeper, nothing really to write to mother about, but tonight for some reason she was more on edge then usual. Then it happened, and she heard the humming. Above her head and on her shoulder her two flitters chorused out with their squeal feelings of delight. The eggs were hatching, the dragons were ready to greet the world! There was no time for their girl to be hiding amongst the others now, she needed to be out on the sands now!

So it was that Tiepet managed to make it back to the barracks just in time to be rounded up and dressed up, her flitters staying clutched to her small breast before flying off as she was ushered with the others out onto the sands. It was easy enough for the small girl to find her way into an area where she was mostly hidden from the others (and the eggs), preventing her from having to worry in case something where to happen. Tie wasn't being a coward - she was being careful.

When the first egg hatched and quickly Impressed she heaved a sigh of relief, though one that caught itself with all the other dragons. It wasn't until that Purple egg, the one from before she thought was pretty, cracked out and such a pale dragonet tossed herself into the fray. Tie almost instinctively ducked behind some of the larger girls, ones she knew so it would be okay in her opinion, but it wasn't until she heard a call in her head that she even dared look anymore.

Mine! Were you hiding? Your Filanth was looking for you! Yours is hungry!

The pale dragonet was whispering into her mind, into her heart, and it was all Tie could do to not scream out loud in both shock and awe, love and fear. She'd Impressed, the Timid Shepherd had Impressed, and now she would never have to worry about bveing alone or anything else for the rest of her life. . . .that is, if she would stop hiding. Her dragon may have come to her, but Tiepet wasn't moving. Not a single step.

Mine? Come, you must feed me. I grow hungry, and we need to get somewhere safe before my brothers spread their wrath.

Filanth moved closer and touched Tiepet with her nose, causing the girl to jump slightly but also moving her from her daze. She rose from her feet (Tie'd been squatting) and started over towards the table, her hands trembling as she reached to touch the beautiful head. Tiepet had Impressed!

Alurel had heard the loud banging that woke him long before the morning sun. It wasn't exactly how he wanted to be woken but soon his eyes snapped open as he realized what was going on. Scrambling out of bed, he jumped into the proper attire. Then, as quickly as he could, he hurried to the sands and of course got in place with the other boys.

Rubbing his eyes, he watched as new little dragons started hatching along. He smiled thoughtfully as they found their riders amongst the many kids on the sands but then turned his eyes towards the blues that hatched. They seemed to be taking their time or maybe they were just having a hard time deciding? Well, that didn't seem quite right. Shouldn't they already know who they want after the touching? Well, he figured if he were a dragon, he would already have an idea of who he'd choose after so many hands had been upon the egg.

But then he turned his head quickly and focused on the gold egg as it burst open. She showed herself and started roaring at the others. He shook his head and quietly was amused by the sight. Only a second out of the egg, and she was already on to the others. Every time an egg hatched, Alurel only wanted to compare his previous thoughts about what he felt would be in the egg upon touching it the first time. Did his guesses match? Well, he'd never know with the gold eggs but he was very curious to know his results in relation to the others.

Having been around the Weyr for so long, hatchings were always jammed packed with distractions; he just had to make sure he didn't fall into the trap and get trampled on the way.