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Azuran watched in awe as the bronze emerged from it's egg. He was certainly a handsome dragon. But why is he not going anywhere? the teen wondered to himself, mildly perplexed by this odd turn of events. And why is that queen still prowling the Sands? Shouldn't they be looking for Theirs? Perhaps they were simply waiting for more of their siblings to emerge first; it still didn't make much sense though.

So that was Ther's girl, huh? Pretty indeed; but Lothan had little attention for any other human right now. He stood as quietly as he could, watching as the shells cracked and the young dragons found Theirs. The blues' fight made him sway forward a little, then back; they'd hurt themselves -- but no, Feynath wouldn't let her children injure each other.

The little gold's entrance into the world made his breath catch. Beautiful and commanding, and he thought sure that she'd cross the sands and pick Hers out, certain and quick. But instead, she wandered around the sands, attention apparently on her siblings. Lothan made himself breathe. The young queen would Impress. Of course she would. She just had a mind of her own.

As the boldly marked green took her time, leisurely, on the boys' side of the line, he watched anxiously. Surely not - but - if ... He breathed a sigh of relief and disappointment mixed as she moved on and chose, abandoning her teasing to pick her rider.

With the worrisome behavior of the gold and bronze, yet another egg popped and a boldly coloured blue slipped from the Inner Light egg to sort of stand on the Sands. He tilted his head this way and that, peering first at the girls then at the boys, meeting their eyes but never lingering. Where was His? His was there… but His could come here… if he saw His.

Flaring his little wings, the blue rumbled and toddled first one way then another, indecisive.

Alurel watched the new dragons carefully and considered what he had felt of their personalities before hand. He couldn't imagine either going between because surely there were good choices in the bunch. He had his own doubts about impressing a bronze however, there were other kids that surely could match up. Even among the girls there had to be someone suitable. Well, at least he could hope for that.

Maybe they were just taking their time...that had happened before in other hatchings. Although why wait, he didn't know. But as he considered the idea carefully, maybe there were multiple candidates that could be worthy? Maybe that was the wait, the dragon trying to decide. It would explain a lot, however, he wouldn't ask question of these ideas to any particular person since really no one on the grounds would be able to give him a real answer anyway. He doubted anyone really knew. But that made the question all the more curiouser as he continued to intently watch the eggs and dragons surrounding.

Then a blue popped out and seemed taken with the idea of also lingering back in wait. It was a definite change of pace from the first bunch that seemed so certain of their selections.

Therion felt the warm hand in his and only masked his surprise because he heard Inaari's soft voice; he gave her hand a gentle squeeze but beyond flashing her a grin, the blond mostly had eyes only for the hatching dragons.

So many quirky dragonets from this batch! He had watched each beast with a strange mix of desire and dread - would one of the bulky, un-graceful creatures be for him? When it became apparent that neither the bronze nor the golden queen were going to find Theirs quickly, he couldn't help some nervous fidgeting. Was the bronze for him? Wouldn't he know? And if it wasn't...

There... The blues parted and went their separate ways as soon as the gold took charge. Good girl - all dragons would obey a gold, and they would all need to learn to defer to her as a potential future Weyrwoman. Besides that, a proper leader should defuse fights. Soldekai didn't really think the two blues would have caused each other any grave injuries, but there was always the chance. All ended well, it seemed. He wasn't sure how he felt about her turning the Teal Swirl egg back over... There was a line between stopping arguments and being bossy, wasn't there? But oh well. Her rider would just have to hold her in line.

When the blue and the bronze hatched, his heart leaped in his throat. A blue... That could be his, right? He didn't really see himself as a bronzerider, but at the same time, he appreciated how this newly hatched bronze took the time to acknowledge his sibling. The Royal Bands egg had seemed like it had such promise, when he touched it on the sands... If only he'd had a little more time to spend with those two. But no use complaining over spilled klah. The bronze would find a fine rider, for sure. And the blue... Well, maybe the blue would look his way?

The appearance of the Queen on the sands startled Arelly into paying attention to her rather than watching the rather noisy larger eggs begin their hatching. Soon enough, the two blues and the green were broken up, and the girl felt a small wave of relief wash over her. Good! No need for brawling when there are Yours to fi-

.. And in thinking so, the girl was nearly bowled over by one of the two, the darker of the blues. She toppled over and hit her bottom on the ground as the blue dragonet looked her square in the face.

MINE! That stupid Easath says I cannot go just anywhere! Your Fanth is ANGRY and HUNGRY! Feed me!

As she looked in fondness and surprise at this angry dragonet, Arelly felt a warmth growing within her chest. Fanth certainly had a tenacity to rival her own. She liked that. The blue was already off of her and moving towards the food, looking back once with a pushy glare to make sure she was following.

Mine! Hurry up!

Alright, already! She was on her feet immediately and at her dragon's side, her soon to be partner in crime. She patted the small angry thing on the head and when Fanth's red eyes met hers, she gave him a wide, cheeky smile. Some meat might fix that sour mood of yours a little! As they approached the table side by side, Arelly had a fleeting thought, which she posed to her dragon with a mischievous grin. What d'you think about me shortening my name, Fanth? Let's help them remember us even more!

Mercy watched as the eggs left unhatched started to dwindle. Things were happening fast now, and even as the blues and green left the sands three more remained who had yet to choose. Of the three she only had the chance at two but Mercy clung fiercely to the hope that one of the remaining eggs - or hatchlings still wandering about the sand would choose her. Some of the candidates still unchosen were becoming increasingly disheartened she could see it on their faces as they eyed the eggs, mentally counting their chances no doubt.

Well Mercy was determined not to give in to the doubt even if it was starting to color the edges of her mind just a little bit. If her Dragon wasn't out there this time - perhaps it would be next time, or even the time after. Of course she secretly hoped that she wouldn't have to wait that long but staying positive and confident about getting a dragon seemed like the best way to go at the moment.

The gold and the bronze were being slow to choose but the two spatting blues and their goading sister had taken a while too right? So they probably just had their own reasons for waiting. After the little queen had stopped her siblings behavior maybe they just wished to ensure no one else started such nonsense.