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Zeren watched the eggs intently, watching, waiting for the next to hatch. A Brown... it looked like. He watched as a Green hatched next .. she yawned? were the candidates THAT boring? Zeren chuckled, he hoped not or no dragon would want them. He stood squared, waiting for the dragons to start heading towards one group or the other, to pick Theirs.

Everything seemed to be happening so fast. Shortly after arriving the first two eggs hatches, a bronze and a blue. Morgaine was quite ovewhelmed. Not only from attending her first hatching but to see two dragons come almost immediately to start the things off. Morgaine watched in stunned silence as the two dragons began to make their way towards the candidates. She tired her best not to fidget too much as the dragons inspected the candidates. Oh course what happened next shocked her completely. The bronze attacked it's brother, not too violently and then before she could process what was happening the dragon went Between. How sad.

Morgaine was saddened by the babies death but there was still the blue. And in short time the blue found it's rider. A smile crept across Morgaines lips as she watched and then turned her gaze back to the eggs where two more were getting ready to hatch. This time it was a green and a brown. Two more chances. Even though the sadness over the lost dragonet lingered she looked forward to seeing what happened with these two and who, if any, impressed them.

"c'mon, c'mon, c'mon- AUGH!" Erelus had been chanting at the dragon, and perhaps that's why the beast pounced on him. He'd always heard that your life would flash past your eyes when you were at death's door, and with a dragon on him he was pretty sure that was near. It reared up, Erelus flinched and tried to push himself deeper into the sands-

And something smashed into the bronze and drove it from him. Erelus instictively rolled away, all manner of sand getting into his slashed legs as he stumbled to his feet. His eyes searched out not the bronze but the blue; he'd heard it shriek. With gashes to his legs they'd pull him from the sands, after the Blue impressed he could see to him- Ah, he was right there, too! A warm tongue washed over the wounds and swirling eyes looked up at him

Are you alright, EreMine? Your Acerath will always be here. Acerath gently prodded him in the pounch with his nose. A smile crept across Erelus' face as he scratched the dragon behind the eye ridges.

"I'm here, I'm fine. Let's go get tended to, we both need numbweed and food." Erelus grimaced as he headed towards the side of the sands. Acerath went to his side, bumping gently against his legs.

Lean on me! You are hurt too, Ere.

"Heh." It was strange, this warmth. He leaned lightly on the dragonet. "You know... You got there right int he nick of time. You know what that makes you?"

Acerath looked up at him, his eyes swirling. Oh, that was a mischevious look right there.... He seemed to be searching for something, and that draconic smile showed again when he found it. A big sharding hero?

"Doesn't it just? Food!"

Food!

The brown, finished cleaning his nose, padded towards the boys without much hurry in his step. Head up, eyes alert, and tail wagging, the browns seemed eager to find His. The air was full of a strange blend of mourning and joy that confused the youngster and he crooned, a soft, questioning warble that was directed to the boys.

When he cocked his head to the side, it was clear he was listening to something but what that might be... was impossible to know.

The green, however, trotted and bounced over to the girls but drew up, dipping her head in a shy gesture when she actually neared them. Turning sideways, she tip-toed towards them as if sneaking in plain sight might make them.... it wasn't really clear why the green was being so strange. She was shy, perhaps?

Seyari watched as two more hatched, smiling, his joy at the emergence of new life boiling just under the surface. Last thing he wanted to do was let it out, however. Overwhelming the hatchlings could be just as bad as making them confused. He noticed that the brown wasn't in any real hurry, and took in all that was the beautiful creature.
Noticing the green yawning, and almost tiptoeing toward the girls was a bit.. confusing in and of itself... but who was to say what the little dragon was doing? It wasn't his place. He had to be confident they would find theirs. And he also had to be confident he would find HIS.

Shedrawn watched the sturdy brown walk confidently over to the boys, what a proud being. The flash of green across the sand caught his attention for a moment thought. What was she doing? Sidling around like that. Hmm it faintly reminded him of some form of dance that were occasionally practiced at the harperhall when the more advanced instrumentalists plied their trade.

Shedrawn redirected his thoughts to the being that was so close at hand. He smiled as he remembered the way the brown had arrived, dirt all over his nose. He was a healthy...wiggly hatchling with no signs of distress yet. He hoped these two stayed here.

R'ne was still grimacing, though this time it was because of the draconic keening. It'd happened at her own Impression, some fool brown had went off between. Better the dragonet do it now than down the road.

So cruel. R'ne rolled her eyes and mentally defended her point to Gemgareth. The blue was inconsolable until the new blue on the sands Impressed. Of course, then it was like the bronze had never been there at all.

"Huh. Looks like Fatty there Impressed." R'ne said. M'cel laughed and looked to the Bluerider in surprise.

"That's the first somewhat amusing thing I've ever heard you say." The man grinned at her fiercely for a moment before looking back down towards the sands. He watched the girls with interest, noting the green. C'mon! Head on over and say hello!

Continuing to creep sideways towards the girls. When one laughed and turned towards her, the little green bounced back with a yelp of laughter and dashed the opposite way. Was she playing? It wasn't very clear, but she sure as Shards could move. Speeding around in a turn that would send most dragons - small and large - toppling over, she ran right into the ranks of the girls and bounced along then stopped and started creeping along again. It probably was a game to the young dragon.

And the brown... well, he was steady at least? Not particularly energetic, or stately, the young brown simply plodded along at his own pace and passed the first line of boys without a second glance. Head swaying back and forth, the young male reared up and looked around before nodding to himself and changing directions, gently nosing through a group of boys. Whatever he was doing, he had a plan in mind.