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The green looked back at her brown companion, but it looked like the game really was over. Fine. She had better go and find hers then. Head held high, she trotted eagerly towards the girls, accidentally knocking over a few in her excitement. Olla was one of the few who got whacked with her tail, and the green turned to peer owlishly down at her as if to say 'why did you fall down?'

Meanwhile the brown made his way slowly towards the boys, nudging one in the front row gently out of his way. Veyes and the nearby Efrain also received similar nudges, as though he was sorting the boys as he went. Then, without further ado, he rested his head against one boy's chest and closed his eyes.

Come, Gylren. Your Sharmanyth has found you and now it is time to eat.

Lala quickly stepped to the side as the green headed for the girls, but, was bumped into all the same in the little dragons haste. Just enough to send her stumbling a bit, though she quickly caught her balance, spinning neatly on one foot so that she could look after the green as she passed. Cute little thing, but she certainly didn't watch where she was going. Lala watched to see who she would impress too, sparing only a glance for the pale brown that had claimed one of the boys already while his sister went about her antics.
She didn't know any of the other candidates, having only been here a little over a day before the hatching began. Even if she didn't know her name, Lala still felt a little bad for the girl who ended up on the sandy ground when the green's tail walloped her. At least she didn't get stepped on.

A'ram squinted. Was that a brown or a bronze? It was very light. Rath peered more carefully at the hatchling that had just Impressed and said quietly to his rider, Brown. A fine one, too, if a little pale.

Your color's not so normal either, A'ram pointed out.

No. I am not bad-looking though.

Very secure in himself was Rath. He didn't mind that he was greying about the edges. It was a natural part of aging. A'ram had gone grey much earlier, and then he'd begun to lose his hair. Not that Rath remembered this himself, but he knew it had happened.

No. You are unique. There is nothing about you to be ashamed of about your hide or any other part of you.

They allowed the conversation to trail off as they went back to watching the buoyant green look for her rider among the girls. A'ram didn't exactly approve or disapprove of women on fighting dragons. He'd seen enough capable ones to know logically that they weren't all badly suited to it, but he remained convinced that a woman's position was that of subordinate and that they really belonged in the kitchen or the bedroom.

If he was honest he was starting to loose intrest in the hatching, or maybe it was more acturate to say that he was trying to make himself loose inertrest in the hatching. After all it was the good gamblers number one rule, quite while your ahead. The more eggs that hatched the less his chances and after a while the constant rise of emotion when each egg hatched and dissapointment when it impressed to another. The hatching was going well though, that he would be happy about and yes, just leave it at that. Crush down the rest of his hopes for now and watch as a passive observer.

But his eyes put lies to these solem vows of self. They were fixed on every shake, every rock of the eggs then each step and wiggle of the young dragnets. It did help sooth him a little thought when he looked over at his newly aquainted fellow candidate Vesyes and noted that he seemed to be going through extreamly similar if not identical waves of hope and dissapointment. He hoped he wasn't that obvious though. Still he felt a brief pang of connection with the kid.

And of course in the next few moments any success he had manged to achive in indiffrence and a solid emotional defence was shattered and crushed into peices as tiny as the hot sand that scolded the soles of his feet, the brown that had onl reacently hatched and turned down the greens advances to play was now heading his way, so close he could almost touch it.

And then it touched him, in his vision for a moment the action was slowed so it looked like the brown was nuzzling him in affection, but no, it was merly a passing bump, one to Vesyes to, and then it was gone, off to find his true chosen partner. Ahh that had felt cruel but he couldn't be grudge the dragonet. It had only wanted to get by and he carefully looked back at the sands as he started to mentaly rebuild the emtional wall against the discouraging truth he had already accepted, in all likely hood his dragon wasn't one here.

Aceth crooned quietly as her siblings hatched, though she was still quite occupied with the wherry she was eating. The bucket that S'ril had taken was near empty...

As the green and brown both hatched, S'ril wouldn't help but chuckle as the energetic girl danced around her brother.

They are being so slow! They should find Theirs, too! Aceth had taken a moment to look up at him, her firmness clear.

"They'll find Theirs soon enough," he responded as he offered her the last piece of meat from the bottom of the bucket, which he set neatly aside. "If you eat anymore, I won't be able to get you off of the sands."

I would get myself from the sands. She laid down now, though, which surprised S'ril - even while she ate, she had never stopped moving. That made him panic slightly that he had allowed her to overeat- and right out of the egg! I have not overeaten, but I notice that we don't get to leave yet, and I'm tired of standing. I wish they wouldn't take so long! It took S'ril a good amount of effort not to laugh aloud as he sat on the bench next to her, rubbing her head gently as the events continued before them. It seemed that the brown had found His- now was the just the energetic green active on the sands at the moment, and even though she had knocked one of the girls over, S'ril could feel the quiet reassurance and calmness from Aceth that caused him not to worry that something worse would happen.

I hope that Julian Impresses as well. Wouldn't that be something, at his first Hatching!

Olla received a few more pokes and snuffles before the green trotted off, tail held high as she made her way through the rest of the candidates. She made one full circuit of the girls, seemingly unaware of her own body size as she brushed very close to many of them. It was a sheer miracle that no one got a wing-claw to the eye or something equally as violent. Still, the dragonet didn't seem to be angry or frightened, just very excitable and clumsy, something that people would be pressed to find fault with.

As she made her way back towards the front, she bugled to her hatch brother, only to find that he was more interested in a human than her. How rude! Rustling her wings, the green huffed softly and trotted back into the midst of the girls. If he was going to pick a male playmate than she would just have to find someone else!

Her good mood returned as she darted towards one particular girl and all but scooped her up onto her back by ducking between her legs.

Lala! You do not know how to play well. But don't worry! Your Perditith will teach you all she knows!



The Broken Heart Egg and the Multiberries Egg began to wobble simultaneously, seemingly helping each other hatch by bonking against each other.

Avery hid a smile behind her hand as she quickly stepped aside to avoid the green, watching her jostle more than a few girls. It was perfectly friendly, but that tail was powerful and she didn't fancy a bruising thump.

It looked as if she was about to chase her brown brother down for another playdate when he Impressed and she followed suit, running between one lucky girl's legs.

Still, her attention quickly found its way to the rocking eggs, in-sync with one another as they worked to free themselves. They were, of course, more interesting to the remaining candidates than anything else going on.