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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 4:37 am
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Darting through the candidates Daydream seemed to be looking for something. Nope. No. Not there. In her eagerness she walked headlong in Vee with a startled squawk. The green quickly backed up, looking the candidate up and down, her eyes resting on Vee's hands. Oh! The green squealed, looking up at the candidate. I know you! Hello again! Although Daydream happily skittered in front of the girl, Vee would feel no new presence in her mind and the hatchlings eyes remained a happy blue.
Suddenly the dragons head wiped around. Wait, she'd been going something. Looking back at Vee she gave a happy peep. Goodbye, Vee! And she was off again, darting around bodies and worming her way between legs. The green kept her wings in tight, trying to some degree it seemed to keep from hitting people, but there were so many and they were so close. Ah! There! The green forced her way among the legs of a group of close candidates, wedging herself into the small gap. Plonking herself down the green tucked in her legs and tail, shifting slightly so that she had a wallow, trying to make herself as small as possible. Whirling blue eyes glanced up and met Joscelin. Shhh. The green shuffled some more and then went very still, scrunched up in her little ball. The green looked forward, rainbow hues slowly filtering into her eyes.
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 9:39 am
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The_Muffin_Puppy As Endalil admired Snowdrift he will begin to feel a tickling at the base of his neck, as though something were being lightly drawn across it. He knows dragons enough to recognise when someone else is touching his mind. The gentle presence brushes close and an eager giggle echoes through his mind. Oooooh Endaliiiil, coooome find me. He can feel an excitement not his own beginning to resonate through his mind. She can barely stand waiting for you, Endalil. Hurry! Your Wanjouth wants to see you! You will never find her if you just stand there. I will give you a clue, Wanjouth whispers playfully in his mind as the smokey tendrils of her consciousness root her permanently into the young man’s mind. A shaky image seen through rainbow eyes enters Endalil’s mind, she can see the eggs from her hiding place, the eggs and lots of feet. Come find me quickly, Endalil! Then we can play another game!
Endalil had been absorbed in watching the antics of the two greens. And really, how could you not? The smaller of the two was so merry that he wanted to play a game of chase with her. He watched as she made her way to Vee. And for a moment he thought she would Impress the tough girl. But she gave a series of chirps and was off again.
He watched as she wiggled through the boys and wondered who she was after this time. She stopped and began to make a wallow, pulling herself in so that she looked so small and dainty. He bet her hide would shine like a gem when cleaned. She wiggled and he could see the rainbow of Impression come across her faceted eyes. Then suddenly a very high pitched, girlish voice curled around his mind, soaking into his every fiber. Wanjouth. Giving a laugh, Endalil moved forward, trying not to shove with impatience. "Wanjouth, what a game you have played! But now, it's time to settle down. Here I am!"
Endalil stepped in front of the green who was trying to appear camouflaged in the Sands. Kneeling down, he gave her a little tap and grinned. "And here we are together. Well me, Wanjouth!". Grinning like a fool, he waited for her to ride before pointing to the feeding tables. "But first, let's get your belly filled."
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 11:11 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 11:19 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 12:10 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 2:22 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 3:37 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 3:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 4:38 pm
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Snowdrift appeared to be finally satisfied with the condition of her hide. Having meticulously removed every shard of shell and trace of egg contents from herself. The green adjusted her wings, fluffed herself slightly... and then sat down. Snowdrift sat straight and dignified in the sand, looking across at the candidates. Her eyes roamed the line, looking each candidate up and down before swiftly moving on. It seemed that she was still not ready to approach the candidates.
A little way in front of her an egg had been methodically making progress, steadily rocking back and forth as cracks spread over the blue and grey surface. One crack grew larger than the rest, spilling light into the egg, at which point it stilled. The tips of claws began to emerge from the crack, the inhabitant forcing the crack larger, pushing the shards of egg away piece by piece. First it was a job for one clawed foot, then two, then a nose began to shove away more and more egg. The dragon methodically worked at the egg until their was a large enough gap for them to climb out of onto the sands. The newest arrival, yet another green, looked around for a moment before setting off at an even lope. Well, best get started. Average veered right, walking to the farthest candidate in the line. There she stopped, looked up into the lads face, and swiftly moved on. Next, a girl, the same response. As such with the next candidate, and the next. At least she was orderly.
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 4:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 4:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 5:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 5:56 pm
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