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It seemed that the striped bronze had been able to find His as well. Certainly a good thing-- he hardly wished to see any of the dragonets preceding their mother in going Between this Hatching. Kanen's eyes turned back toward the eggs as one of them began to crack and wriggle. Ah, a brown? Very nice. Certainly friendly seeming. Before the brown could even finish hatching another bronze broke free of his shell both quickly and smoothly. Wow, he was quite a handsome one, wasn't he. His was certainly going to be lucky. Soon enough both the brown and the bronze were were coming over towards the rank of male Candidates. Whom would these two chose?

She didn't see her friend until Brynja was moving to meet her new bondmate. And Dezima couldn't help the small noise of excitement that escaped her. Ooooh congrats you! Brynja had Impressed that blue! Oh Faranth! She was so happy for her friend and definitely couldn't wait to see her later on and meet her new dragonet! He was quite large, but then, the entire clutch seemed to be large. Dezima couldn't say she was surprised at the blues size because of this.

As she watched her friend and the bronze as he also Impressed, the golden egg began to wriggle as well as another egg. However the gold didn't seem to crack just yet. The other egg though....it split open to reveal, another bronze?! Oh shards and shells! Clearly that was a good omen for them? Two bronzes at the beginning of a hatching?! Dezima felt more excitement flow through her as she watched to see what the rest of the eggs would reveal and who their new werylings would be.

Persephone held her breath as shells from not one, but two eggs cracked and fell away. Another handsome bronze and a very chipper brown. She couldn’t help herself, she wanted to coo at the darling creatures, she wanted them to notice her. But--- they both were set on the boys. She was sort of like a boy, she found girls attractive, wasn’t that good enough to be considered one of the men? Apparently not. Toying and fumbling with her hands and digging her toes into the blistering hot sand the slight framed wine-maker twisted from side to side and cantered her head at the newly hatched duo and offered a smile.

Even if she didn’t Impress, she was still young, and she would have plenty of other chances to Stand. Plenty of other opportunities to found her life mate, and certainly plenty of time to give her mother the cold shoulder for having another child without asking her first! Shaking her head rapidly to dissipate the thoughts that had plunged into her mind Persephone went back to rocking back and forth on the balls and heels of her feet as she nibbled on the bottom lip waiting to see what would happen next.

Falawny noticed Roscoe standing nearby and gave him a slight nod. He wished the boy luck on finding a dragon. His attention was drawn back to the clutch as a brown head popped out. So nice of him to say hi. It was another bronze that hatched followed by the friendly brown. He shifted from foot to foot on the hot sands, waiting for them to make their way over to the candidate.

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Emkin smiled as the two lovely dragons made their way off the sands with their riders. She looked at the other candidates waiting. Everyone was reacting in their own way. Popping of shells drew her attention, two more dragons stepped onto the sands looking to find theirs. A bronze and a brown. More handsome beasts. Quietly she waited to see what they'd do.

Right then! Time to go! Grinning as well as a dragon ever could the brown bounded towards the boys, and skidded to a halt before the front rank in a shower of sand. Sweeping them all with friendly eyes once or twice he then glanced over his shoulder, seemingly waiting for his more sedate bronze brother before he chose his rider. As their eyes met, the bronze gave a low hum and bowed his head slightly, coming to a halt for a moment. The brown trilled in question at his pause, but the sound dipped to an unhappy whine as the steady bronze turned to look up at their mother. Something was wrong and they both understood that implicitly. While the brown gave a chrip and a trill perhaps trying to lighten the moment the bronze bowed deeply to the grieving queen and half crazed though she was, Yirath hummed softly and nodded her head in an echo of the wise young one's gesture. Yes. Go. It was their time now.

Nodding once more the bronze walked on towards the boys, reaching out for the mind of his rider before he even arrived.






As the bronze found his rider with ease the brown chirred briefly to his mother before turning back to the candidates and gave a happier cry. As his eyes alighted on one boy in particular his voice lifted in true joy, and he rushed forward.

So far, so good! Though there hadn't been any especially angry eggs at the Touching, Lilah had actually expected this Hatching to go poorly, considering the circumstances around it. Four Impressions in, she was wrong, but with thirteen more to go, there was still plenty of time for things to go south. She wasn't entirely confident in the sense of her fellow Candidates - sooner or later, she suspected, someone would do something stupid and offend the Queen.

...and that could be much, much worse than a confused dragonet.

And just as the two dragons had hatched together it seemed as thought they would also impress together and to brothers at that, it was fitting if unusual and Roscoe found himself wishing them both well even as his attention returned to the remaining eggs.