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Notos had been awoken in a flurry, hearing the word hatching break into his dream. He no sooner had woken up, with little warning than that, murmuring. "Hatching..?" when the white robe had been tossed into his face in the black of night. He didn't know who tossed it, and that fact wasn't important right now. In fact, it wasn't important at all, since it was helping. His eyes strayed to the window, dark, displaying that it as a night hour. And such a late hour... but he didn't suppose that a hatching paid any consideration to time.

The promise to each other had Notos flinging on the robes, and racing outside of the doors. By the time he had gotten to the hatching ground, he was out of breath. He executed a quick bow to the queen, before proceeding to see the eggs. Over the heads of various people, he could determine a little of the current events. He could see now, that two eggs had hatched. One bronze, and one blue. They had already impressed by the looks of it, the corners of his mouth curving into a faint smile. Good for them.

"What of the other eggs..?" he questioned, asking no one in particular. His gaze strayed to the eggs remaining, seeing that he hadn't missed much. The eggs still remained unhatched, Notos seeing that he wouldn't miss out on the action after all.

Westren was excited to see that the first Hatchling was a Bronze. From what he heard, having a Bronze hatch first indicated a good clutch; a myth, probably, but still nice to believe. However, it was the hatching of the Coral egg that really drew his eye. Holding his breath, he grinned when the little Blue came out.

‘ Pretty little Blue.’

He then winced as the dragonet proceeded to trip over his own tail. The dragonet’s Impression was bittersweet, because although he was glad that the Blue had not gone between, he had hoped to be chosen by it.

‘ And that’s why you don’t get your hopes up.’

Weiwin smiled while a detached mien showed in her eyes as the glow-lit sands came into sight. The time had come, and she was comfortably numb – it was not as if she had waited for this moment all of her life. About the only feeling she could pick out of her swirling thoughts was curiosity, a sharp curiosity. Stories of Hatchings had filtered down to her -- her father had bragged on his experience in the stands for one, but, over the past several sevendays she could not conjure up what to expect. The Touching had brought her into contact with eggs and within striking distance of a mother dragon, yet that did not quite prepare her for this…

Sand cushioned each movement of her thick soled sandals and her white robe swished at her ankles. She looked all around her, not limiting her eyes to the eggs or any particular Candidate for that matter. Last time she was here she left in something of a stupor now; on the other hand, she was all eyes. Somehow she had managed to walk her way toward the front of the group of girls, though that didn’t really matter to her – especially not after the first egg cracked and produced a Bronze Hatchling.

The Blue one caught her attention from the corner of her vision, and she watched the impression with a crooked little smile. She might as well have been up in the stands instead of on the sands

Zhaylan had gathered his thoughts enough to see the bronze and the blue hatch. The bronze came out in a splendid display while the blue seemed to shy away. Amber eyes stared intently, watching. Focus. Keep mind open. When Ururo gave him a nod, he nodded back. Speaking was not a good idea.

The bronze almost seemed to saunter around, not ready to pick from the boys, but not interested in anyone from the stands either. Zhaylan's eyes drifted back to the blue just as it moved up to his room mate. There. It was obvious on both their faces. Impression. Guess that meant no more room mate. He would have do honor the two and give them a picture later. Mentally, Zhaylan stored the picture in his mind for later.
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At last, Jessan spotted Notos and Jiriar. Moving slowly and carefully, he went to stand near his friends for support. When the bronze and then the blue came out, he tried to meet their eyes and smile encouragement. He was pretty sure that due to his...nature...that he would not be able to Impress a bronze. But the blue!

The creature seemed so shy. Almost like the green from the last hatching but maybe not as timid. He wanted to hold out his hands and let the blue know that he was watching and waiting. And, apparently, so was another boy. Someone Jessan was not familiar with-not surprising considering how many candidates there were-looked on as the blue moved forward.

There!

Impression.

Sighing, Jessan turned his eyes back to his friends and the bronze. It was an emotional time for everyone. Especially so late into the night. Perhaps one day, Ista would have a Hatching at a decent time. In the meanwhile, he wondered who the bronze would go towards. Don't give up hope, he told himself mentally.
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Kallista followed in T'ka's wake. Ducking and weaving, she was glad her larger friend was leading. With both of their dragons somewhere with the others, Kallista cursed as she sat down next to the other green rider. A bronze had already hatched. A good sign for sure but she had wanted to see it.

"I see your cousin, T'ka! I am with you, I don't really know anyone else around the Weyr. Astar demands all my attention. But just think, we might be flying with someone from this clutch someday." Kallista whispered excitedly. Suddenly, a blue. The creature weebled and fell over.

Awwww. Was I ever that small, Kallista? Astarteth asked. She was seeing the events the best she could through her rider's mind's eye. He seems so lost.

Not you love. You were as confident as you are now. I was so nervous I barely remember standing and suddenly, there you were. Kallista smiled to herself as she relived their Impression in her mind. Trying not to get emotional, she turned to T'ka. "Is Haanyath asking about the hatching?"

He had already been awake when the call came, curled up on his bunk stroking Gilden's soft hide. Barely a moment before the deep hum started, the golden flitt raised her head. At the Weyr began to shake, she took up the call. After a moment of staring at his flitt, Conomor leapt out of bed and pulled on his white candidate's robe. He met his father outside, and shared a grin with the man as he clambered up onto his sleek green. Moments later they were in the hatching grounds, and Conomor joined the scores of candidates jumping down onto the scorching sands.

The eggs entranced him already, and it seemed only a moment after his arrival that the first one cracked. A bronze! A good omen there. He watched the hatchling as it watched them, heart pounding as he waited for it to make its choice. Before the large hatching found its lifemate however, a blue hatched out and quickly located the one it would spend its life with. The first Impression was made, and Conomor found himself grinning. There was nothing like watching dragon and rider unite, especially close to. Would it be him today? Would he be one of those who found the other part of himself? He hoped so, hoped so desperately. It was wonderful to watch, but a touch of longing came along with seeing a bond formed too.

Behind the young bronze, near the shards of its egg, he saw another small egg quiver and crack as the striped blue emerged. And just as quickly, he saw another boy hurry to the blue's side as Impression was made. A quick skim of the eggs, and his focus returned to the bronze. Had it Impressed yet? He had seen the dragonet settle on one Candidate briefly--a boy who, he noticed, had stepped a bit closer, but that seemed more of want than Impression.

Ceanandin moved forward a few steps himself, to stand on par with the boy ahead of him rather than behind. Maybe...this bronze was looking for him? Maybe it just hadn't seen him? He hadn't dared to hope for a bronze, but he had as much of a chance as any of them now, right? He didn't dare look away, but instead desperately attempted to drown his nerves in thoughts of happiness and warmth and welcoming. Let the dragonet notice him... Let just one of them notice him!