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Viskal tensed as the bronze approached and passed them by. Remembering having touched the beast’s egg, this wasn’t one he was really expecting to like him, and his first action had been to stare at the bronze’s incredible teeth and claws. Still, he seemed less clumsy than his newly hatched sister and pushed through the boys without real hostility. He sighed shakily in the bronze’s wake and threw his eyes across the sane as the green moved toward them. Although smaller as a green, she was still a dragon, and huge even as a baby. He tried to reminded himself to stay out of the way of flailing, uncoordinated claws, as well as push down his amazement to a manageable degree. He was here, actually Standing, actually watching dragons push by, actually having a chance at something more than dyes, leather, tedious chores and the disappointments of waiting for something worth waiting for and never getting it. But be sharded if he was going to get his neck broken like a fool when some hissing dragon broke into the crowd (The Windswept was yet to come, after all), or cause some sort of other problem.

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Where was that bronze going? He had a purpose no doubt and – oh, there! He’d climbed into the stands. A stands Impression, dear, like us, K’la commented to her dragon with pleasure at the fond memory. Yvoth was still watching happily, but was unimpressed by that bit of news. It just took a little longer to find you, Mine. Look at the green – she seems a sweet little thing.

K’la nodded in the direction their dragons were cloistered and glanced at R’vik. “How’s your dragon taking the guard?” she asked in a light voice. She knew Yvoth didn’t especially mind it, but she knew some of her wingmates flew prouder beasts and she was a bit concerned about them.

Ah well, Kyros sighed internally as the green chose a lad some distance from him, there were plenty more eggs yet. That little green did have a cute face though; the stark difference be colour between her muzzle and the rest of her was intriguing... The gold egg was moving again, perhaps she would hatch and decide soon; at the moment she still have full pick of the female candidates, and of course all the young girls in the stands... How often did dragons choose from up there? He got the impression that it wasn't exactly rare, but it certainly wasn't the norm.

Salin felt his shoulders slump slightly in a wave of unexpected relief, not for himself, she was a pretty green and any dragon was one to be thankful for, but for Farellen. His zeal and confidence had apparently paid off, and he had an gorgeous new partner to show for it, with a striking appearance.
Good. He deserves it.He thought, feeling guilty again about the way he'd reacted the other day.

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What a striking green. Saekagai was surprised at the dramatic contrast in her colors, which almost bordered on blue at her muzzle, and flashes of spring green, almost yellow, on her belly. He didn't know the boy she'd sought out, though he'd seen him sitting near the enthusiastic Gabriel, who he hoped would also be found by 'hers' in this clutch.

Farellen watched the green come closer, nudging a boy aside and rearing up to look around, he glanced at the other boys when he heard a voice.



Farellen was confused at first, looking about at who was talking to him when his gaze focused on the Green again and he dropped to his knees beside her, tears springing to his eyes,

oh Toulonth, you're beautiful, lets talk after while fetch your food

He smiled for the first time in days, he looked over at Gabriel and Salin with a thumbs up "Her name is Toulonth" he mouthed and F'ren led his dragon to go eat.

Jalarant smiled at the newly impressed pair, but turned his eyes to the rocking eggs. By the first egg, it looked like that queen was going to flip her egg over!

He followed the green with his eyes and smiled as one boy looked lost. That must be... The boy had dropped to his knees and tears, Yup, that it was. Even though they hadn't looked him when they Impressed, Saykiro nodded towards them.

The gold continued to wobble, like she was ready to come out before any others did. Saykiro stood a little taller, as proud as he could for being there in the Sands.

As Toulonth made the Impression, a few eggs shattered and rose as the dragonets within them stood up, covered in goo. Their colours were dark from the wetness against their hides but after a moment and the tendrils of sticky stuff fell away, the Watching Eyes egg had given way to a handsome Blue and a rather pretty Brown had stepped from the Tree Bark egg.

And then golden egg cracked, a few pieces falling away as first one wing then the other was stretched out, gleaming, and the little queen pushed hard on the other side of the egg as she rocked forward and broke through there. The end result was a well hatched new queen with the tip of her shell sticking to her headknobs like a silly little hat.

And her entrance would have been grand indeed if the blue had not started keening and rolling and otherwise making a giant fuss. Over what, it was hard to tell, but he was making his escape from the eggs as fast as his unsteady new legs could take him. A sharp eye would note, however, that he was trying to rub the egg goo and sands off him as best as he could in his haste to get away.

The brown merely watched in amused confusion as the blue made a spectacle of himself while the Gold, her entrance spoiled, gave her very best roar to the blue and, really, all of those gathered. This was her spotlight! She was the Queen! Not the dirt-frightened blue!!

Hissing in upset, the blue tripped and tumbled, ending up on his back as he keened his distress. Where was his!?