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J'nes and Hatteth

J'nes was quite relieved when he saw that the quarreling dragonets Impressed with no further injury. They still didn't look happy with each other, but at least they seemed content to head off the sands with their riders. Oh, and if J'nes remembered right, their riders with sisters. Would they want to be next to each other as they fed their dragons, or farther apart to avoid more fights? He looked over at the tables, and decided there was space for either at the moment.

Mine, there is a green approaching your hatchling now, Hatteth informed his rider.

J'nes turned from the feeding tables to look across the sands. A rather large green was making her way through the boys now. He saw her butt into the Candidate next to Janel, then turn for him. She looked up and stared into his eyes long enough that J'nes wondered if she had Impressed him, but eventually she lowered her head and bumped him in the shoulder instead.

Ha, look at that! J'nes said to Hatteth. Janel didn't flinch away, or try to hit her back or anything. Good for him!

Of course not, was the stout reply. We have taught him better than that.

Janel

After Janel stepped back up, the big green leaned on him again. He braced his feet better this time, and although he was forced to lean backward, he didn't step back. Then she did something she hadn't done with the others: curl around him. She looked up into his eyes again, but this time her eyes where whirling rainbows as a new voice sounded in his head. [color=green]Your Scolth is here, Mine. Step up and we will be unbreakable.

Janel blinked for a moment, then a grin split his face. "Yeah! We're gonna be the very best!

Like noone ever was, she agreed. But for now, I am hungry, and I smell food. She raised her snout and sniffed her questing head pointing towards the feeding tables.

"Oh, right, let's get you fed." Janel glanced down at his feet, which currently had a dragon on them, and nudged her. "But you have to move before I can." Once she uncurled, the pair headed off for the feeding tables.

J'nes and Hatteth
There was a moment where the green seemed to keep challenging Janel, then she instead turned rainbow eyes on him. J'nes started to cheer, but held himself back. Probably best not to show preference for any one weyrling. Instead he grinned and shared his joy with his dragon. Look at that! He Impressed, first time on the sands!

I knew he had it in him, Hatteth answered, humming a welcome to the approaching pair.

J'nes was still grinning when they got to the tables. "Congratulations! Looks like you've got a big, healthy, beautiful dragon there. What's her name?" he asked his son.

Janel and Scolth
During the Hatching, Janel forgotten that his dad would be one of the first people he saw after he Impressed. Once he saw J'nes standing by the feeding tables, there was a moment of 'What's he doing here?' before he remembered why.

"Thanks!" he answered. "She's Scolth!" He would have liked to stop and tell his dad more about her, but as soon as he started to slow down, Scolth headbutted him in the back.

There will be time to talk later. I need food now, she insisted.

So Janel laughed and picked up the pace. "She wants to eat," he told his dad by way of explanation. Scolth herded Janel to the nearest empty spot at a table and looked up at the bowls of meat expectantly. He obediently grabbed a bowl and started feeding her meat one piece at a time. She snapped them up, almost impatiently.

Can't you move any faster? she asked snappishly, her eyes whirling a hungry red.

"No, if you try to eat too fast, you'll choke," he told her. He remembered his lessons, he didn't need a weyrlingmaster to remind him. "And you should chew, not swallow them whole. There's plenty of food, no need to rush." She huffed impatiently, but after stubbornly swallowing one more piece whole, she started to chew the next one.

Candidate Litaidar

From her prone position she couldn't tell how fast the dragons were finding their riders. Nor did she care. She squeezed her eyes shut as Kitchi said the hatching was over. "I don't care!" She repeated. "I don't want a dragon. I'll never stand again!" She just wanted to go back to her wherries. That probably wouldn't be possible until she'd healed. "You keep standing Kitchi." She wouldn't deprive her friend of a dragon though. Lita held her breath as the painful move to the stretcher was made. Finally she was going to get off these stinking sands, even if it meant going back to the infirmary.



Candidate Banashe and Severith

She headed to a spot at the tables without much crowding, leaving plenty of room for her twin and herself. Grabbing a filled bowl she turned toward the brown who'd followed her off the sands. Her plans were coming along perfectly. She couldn't help a pleased smirk. Much sooner than she'd thought possible, she'd managed to impress. Banashe had been prepared for a long haul on the sands. The candidatemasters had told them repeatedly that first time standers didn't mean they'd impress. Some didn't impress for almost their whole tenure. Well she didn't have to worry about that now.

A mental prod woke her out of her thoughts. Oh right, Severith was hungry. Banashe took the first piece and dropped it into his waiting mouth. While he chewed she cast a glance at those who'd impressed around her. Some looked like strong beasts. That hulking green for instance. She nodded to Janel. That pair could well be useful to them.


Severith slipped along behind His. He was sinuous and strong. His head snaked side to side to clear the way for his rider. No one would block them. When they reached the tablets he settled himself. In fact he waited quite patently while his rider got lost in her thoughts. After a few moments he gave her a sharp mental nudge to remind her that she was holding his food. Severith opened his mouth and was promptly reward with a piece of meat. Much better. He too cast a glance at those people and dragons at the table. 'Patience mine. We have much time for planning.' Indeed, he would need to grow.



Vosin and Killakeeth

The last two greens found their riders without fuss. That bit bulky one had had her a bit worried, shoving candidates around, but no one else had gotten hurt. Vosin guessed that Litaidar had simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time. With the last of the dragonets safely Impressed, she dusted her hands on her pants. Another clutch well done! It had a good distribution if she said so herself. It didn't bother her that there were no bronzes or atypicals. The clutch had hatched successfully and safely and each one had found a suitable rider. That is what mattered. "Looks like we're done here Killakeeth. Ready to go?"


The gold looked with an approving eye at the babies being fed. They were no longer her charges. Her duties were done. 'Yes Vosin. It is time we left. She gave a proud rumble to the hatchlings and their riders. Well done all of you. Dragons, congratulations on finding your riders. A new phase begins for all, and we expect to see good and great things. Killakeeth dipped her head to the new pairs. She rose to her feet and with her rider at her side paced elegantly out of the Sands.