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Mei

The short woman cut her eyes at the very large and intimidating woman. "Fight? No. Sort it out? Sure." her chin raised as her dark eyes stared unapologetically up at the woman before looking away in clear dismissal. "See? They sorted it out, with a little help." Obviously Mei had had the utmost confidence in the young dragons to not come to blows.

Her annoyance from the statement was perhaps a touch too obvious, arms tightly wrapped in front of her chest defensively as she refused to make eye contact with the woman who'd thought it keen to be judgmental. Normally, she'd give the woman a verbal what-for, but now was not the time or place. Instead she let her interest fall toward the remaining eggs and the stout Badger brown, curious as to what he'd do now that the altercation was over with.

Hennory

Ah, ever the diplomat, that one. Hennory smiled when the bronze took it upon himself to stop his brother's squabbling, spurring the blue on to make his choice. Hennory's hopes had not gotten too high; the blue hadn't had eyes for him at all. He shifted from foot to foot, trying to alleviate some of the burn.

The brown though, that was a funny one, wandering off with little intent to continue the fight. There were a lot of different personalities showing on these sands, from the sweet and playful greens to the more rough and tumble males. He found it difficult to think that sweet females and tough males were the status quo, though.. Then again, all dragons were tough where it counted, and that was against thread.

Lysandor

Lysandor noted how the large bronze took charge of the situation that was happening between the honey badger hatchling and the mamba. Neither of its siblings thought it worth quarrelling with the elephant dragonet overseeing things and the boy was even more surprised to see the bronze actually instruct the blue to go to the candidates. Watching as the blue moved through the male candidates as silent as a whisper before stopping before a boy he recognized but didn't know.

Part of Ly was happy to see that the mamba hatchling had found someone to impress, but his attention was soon drawn back to the honey badger dragonet, wondering if the strong brown was looking over the candidates before making its way over. The bronze had yet to decide either though Lysandor was less worried about that one he found it interesting how he dragons seemed to be really careful about their choices this hatching.

He could feel the heat of the sands on his exposed ankles and was reminded of the fact his robes were to short for his height, strong arms fidgeted at his side, wishing he had his hammer from the forge with him. A familiar weight in his hand would be a comfort about now.

Mei

If the two girls actually knew what the other were thinking, they'd probably both be able to laugh about it, because Mei was assuming the same thing about Rissa. Snooty, high and mighty, thinking she can talk any way she wanted to people because she had some sort of Moral Highground… A woman standing in for the gold for sure.

Perhaps one of those days it might be a comment shared between the two. For now though, they were no doubt completely ignorant to the other's thoughts.

Ashlyn

Ashlyn looked worried when she saw the two dragons facing off, holding her breath as she hoped nothing bad would happen. She privately urged them to stop and it seemed she was not the only one, as she saw the bronze step in and deal with the situation. She smiled softly, glad to see a voice of reason and watch the stand-off end and she let out a sigh of relief. She watched the bronze dragon instruct his brother to the candidates and watched as the blue picked one of the boys. She was happy another dragon was matched up with a rider, one she had actually had been worried wouldn't find their's. She heard some words exchanged near her and turned in that direction, seeing two of the girls getting into a bit of an argument themselves.

"Come on, girls, let's not fight amongst ourselves and concentrate on the baby dragons,"Ashlyn suggested gently. Then her own eyes focused on the dragons, wanting to see who would emerge out of their eggs next or would impress.

Mei
(Addressing female candidates)

Okay, this was all getting to be a little much. The tense woman stifled a harsh bark of a laugh behind a fist, looking in the direction of the two worried girls "Hey, guys... it's fine. I'm saving -my- fire for thread."

To accentuate that point, her gaze drifted back to the remaining hatchlings and the rocking eggs. "The only ones we have to prove ourselves to are those dragons. Till then, let's try to keep fardling civil since we're going to have to be watching each other's arses in the future."

Every now and again there is an egg that doesn't draw a lot of attention. That manages to break shell without a lot of rocking or jumping around. The Hippopotamus egg was one of these. With all the commotion going on it was not a surprise that people would miss the thin dark lines spreading out across the murky shell. The egg didn't buck or move enough to roll, the hatchling inside quietly working away at the shell to make their escape. The process was unhurried, frequently stopping for long periods of time before picking up again, making a few more cracks and then pausing once more.

It was just as Black Mamba impresses that a small fragment of egg fell away near the top of the egg. Time ticked by before a four clawed finger-like toes emerged, pushing down on the shell. The dragon inside made no sounds as it worked on its escape and if the egg's stillness was any give away, it did not move either. The shell slowly began to buckle under the hatchling's constant pressure, cracks widening and reaching further across the surface, but this still caused no apparent reaction from the dragon inside.

Several snaps and cracks were heard in rapid succession, heralding the dragon's triumph over egg. The shell collapsed under the combined pressure from the dragon and the weakness of several cracks splintering its surface. The foot sliced through the shell, opening a wide chasm as it finally collided with the floor of the cavern, claws digging into soft sand as the hatchling stepped out of the opening, eyes fixing immediately on the candidates, paying no mind to the actions of his siblings. The blue's hide was a rich, dark, shade, the colour becoming obvious as he slowly stepped clear of the eggs remains, leaving behind the thing that had once contained him.

Mei
(Tag Ashlyn)

Mei shrugged at Ashlyn's words, not sparing more than a quick glance as the newly hatched blue gained her attention. It slunk and slid so quietly, that she wondered if this too was a creature she'd have to potentially dodge to keep safe from rending claws and gnashing teeth. But, if Black mamba was anything to go by, this one too would eventually Impress. One thing was for sure, it'd do so in it's own time. Till then, Mei would merely watch from afar, quietly hopeful as she scanned the young dragonets.

"You won't see -me- throwing the first punch" Mei said with a bark of a laugh. It seemed like that awkward sound wasn't just one she held when she was feeling disdainful; she merely had an awkward sounding laugh no matter what the situation. She one hand over her head as an acknowledgment of her stature, self deprecating. Her tone was no longer angry, and was in fact joking. The levity was keeping her somewhat at ease, more shaken by the verbal encounter than she would want to let off. With any luck, it didn't show on her face.


Hennory

Now, this was an interesting turn of events; another slinky, sly blue. This one so far hadn't moved to hide, but nor did it his as threateningly as his brother. In fact, instead of avoiding the candidates, his gaze was already evaluating them with intent. He remembered this one, the clear warning to run, not so much hostile as it was a clear warning. What sort of personality simmered beneath that cool danger? What would his perfect pairing be? He absently wondered if it would be him, but really there was no way to know these things, but he'd asked himself the same question when that green had knocked him to the ground. There was one thing that he knew; if he did Impress, he would have to ask the dragon just what made him so appealing. Would they even have an answer for him?