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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2020 8:59 pm
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Etansi and white Quinineth
Though she had a very strong desire to carry her dainty little white lifemate everywhere with her, tucked into her arms and safe, Etansi had to cave to Quinineth's desire to stretch his legs just a bit. Even though he was tired, he wanted to make an elegant entrance to the rest of his bonded family members at least. It might have brought a little roll to the teenager's eyes but she understood that first impressions were everything. Even first Impressions.
So despite herself she placed him on the sands just outside the exit and watched with amusement as Quinineth fussed with his beautiful little wings, tucking them just ever so perfectly against his small back despite their size. Once he'd seen to it he gazed up at her with bright blue eyes and without a word between them, for somehow she already knew what he was thinking and feeling without needing to talk to him about it, they walked together to the tables. Just the moment they arrived the little white began to duck his head in little bows, tipping his wings, acknowledging each sibling therel, even if it was just with a quick "how do you do?"
To his largest and most gold sister Ilaorunth, he bowed deeper and tipped his big wings even further. He knew full well who the life of the party was and despite his hunger and weariness there was no cause to ignore the heirarchy of things. Decorum and all that, yes Etansi dear, there was a decorum one must follow. Hello sister, you and your court have had quite the bash so far, it appears. I must admit I'm sorry to be late, please forgive my poor preformance in entrance. Quinineth spoke all this as he smoothly tucked his wings once more and glanced over at the retreating form of His.
Wanted to say hello to a friend who impressed. She entreated, despite her chopped way of speaking the little white gave a flick of his wings, almost a little tip of the non-existant hat, to his sister and her group of metallic and chromatic hides, the barest bit of wistfullness filling his hearts for the chance to mingle in a party. But he could never deny his dearest girl the opportunity to mingle herself, even if it was just one friend. He would see to it that she got there with time. Must dash! Always moving this one. Ta ta!
Etansi had already all but scampered over to Sivu, tapping the older man's shoulder with a million watt grin on her face. "Congratulations on blue boy." She hadn't wanted to ruin his moment when he first impressed or she'd have said it then, but at least she could say it this time, as a member of the same weyrling wing no less. She swung onto the bench at the table and pulled Quinineth up onto her lap, his little white form so small he barely took up much space. "Want you to meet someone very important too!" Good day to you both! That was quite the marvelous Impression you made and how wonderful he knows Etansi as well.
She couldn't find a way to keep herself from grinning now that she got the chance to show off her own dragon, even as she began to cut meat and place the little pieces on the table before him. As in everything, the little white was a careful eater, picking each piece up delicately so as not to stain either of their pure white.
Meepfur Hello and ta ta lovely queen and lovely party. XD Sorry.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2020 9:17 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2020 9:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2020 10:02 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2020 10:05 pm
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Rian - she/her - HR
Just like that, the last egg hatched, producing another green. The poor dear looked like she'd probably have preferred a less-unsteady entrance, but Rian hoped she'd be able to shake it off soon. In the meantime, Rian watched as the shyer of the other two greens sniffed another candidate over --- a sweet motion from a timid baby who she nonetheless remembered trying to stand up to stronger tempers earlier. (Certainly, it had gone... well, rather sour for the poor candidate underneath the pile at the time, but that little green had tried her best all the same!)
And then there was the other green, who was quite lovely and clearly knew it even as she searched back and forth for hers. Rian couldn't help but coo over each and every one of them. After all, they were each completely perfect in their own ways, and she wanted all of them to find Theirs without any more trouble or stress for them or the other candidates. She also wondered if the butterfly bronze was ever going to come out of his hiding place, or for that matter the brown who was so good at disappearing and going unseen. He was still around here somewhere, right? They needed to find Theirs, too, whenever they were ready to do so...
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2020 10:52 pm
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Sablie (Western, She/Her)
Sablie noticed the beautiful green that came out of purple and teal swirl, she had exited her egg so gracefully. She was sure her parents wished she had had such grace, considering she should have been. Along with the manners of a minor lord holder's child, which they tried to instill in her. Sablie figured the green would go to someone dignified, who acted like a put together and graceful person. She allowed herself to greet her, even though she felt sure of the type of person the green would want.
"It is wonderful ta meet ya, Guarath. And I agree, ya a beautiful green and I know Lyfrocier will treat ya like a queen. And don't worry, go get her fed. I will see ya at the feast,"she spoke to her friend and his new dragon as they addressed her. She knew he did indeed hope well for her and she appreciated it a lot. She watched as he headed off the the feeding tables, before turning back to the sands. She noticed golden flourish shaking a bit and green spotted green looking through the other candidates. She sent a gentle wave of encouragement, letting the little green know she could do it. If she could stand up to her sister, though scared, she could definitely find her rider.
"I came from one of the minor holds under Western Hold's control. My dad is a minor lord holder, I am the eldest. Since I was a bit of a mess, my parents sent me to healer hall, grew to love the mind,"she replied to Halvor. She looked to Lelte, wondering if she would answer as well. She noticed spotted green come up to him, but it seemed he was not for her. Oh, she so hoped the little green would find her person, she deserved it. And it seemed golden flourish released another green, who seemed to not have the best entrance. She sent encouragement to her too, hoping she knew she would be okay. After all, nothing like picking yourself up and trying again, she should know. She did notice that the sneaky brown was no where to be seen again and the bronze was still under his shell.
Zaikt She is sooo happy for you
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2020 1:28 am
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Niviora - She/Her - Western
Khamaith hadn’t fussed over the bronze within his cracked shell, so Niviora doubted there was much to worry about -- he would simply emerge when he was ready. Though there is a small seed of worry, only visible by the slightest crease in her brow; had he been hurt? Exhausted? Though she knew he was a bronze, and thus wouldn’t consider her, it’s the mildest fester of worry.
“Oh, I can think of what’s before me and the nice delight that comes from a feast. Welcoming, happy thoughts, correct?” Touchings, Hatchings, and Feasts with her friend was a delight. Seeing baby dragons at feasts was a delight; Impressed and cared for and something to behold. Does she have to explain this? Hm, no. “You dance well. Don’t even --”
The words died out of Niviora’s throat, for she hadn’t taken her gaze from the last unhatched shell -- had watched it twitch and eventually empty it’s contents. A green, looking less than pleased about her entry to the world. The candidate takes a few deeper, slower breaths to calm herself, focusing on welcoming thoughts. The chances that she would remember their conversation was both a possibility and none at all. Niviora was but a blip on the sands, forcing her thoughts to the more pleasing side.
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Dystzha - She/Her - Western
There’s a bit of a bolder smile, perhaps feeling just a bit selfishly happy that someone needed her. “If you’re certain.” The last thing Dystzha had ever wanted to possibly do was block Surel from a baby’s gaze, not when Etansi and Sivu had both found Theirs. Now the question remained… Which of them was the charm?
She reached up, covering Surel’s hand with her own and squeezing softly. There was but… five, maybe? babies out on the sands, now that the last egg, Golden Flourish, had hatched. The little bronze beneath his shell, the hiding brown, and three lovely little greens of varying personality. Adorable siblings to herald in the end of the hatching. “That poor last green looks like she wasn’t quite expecting that.” Perhaps her planned entrance hadn’t gone accordingly like her bronze brother. A shame, but certainly all the time to make it up, certainly.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2020 7:44 am
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Haveli
Eventually hunger would win out over grandstanding and personal thoughts, so Haveli didn't seem to worried about the dragonets moving at their own pace. Besides, everything was happening at a rather decent clip, it hadn't even been a full candlemark if that meant anything - hatchings were generally a fun and fast affair, minus the long wait she'd heard had happened for the clutch this Golden dam had come from. That one had sunburns, or so several of the riders had told her.
Still, it was nice to see the greens on the sands - her chance remained with them, after all. Browns and bronzes tended towards the boys, and even if it was a green.....at least here in Western she would have a chance to reach that goal. Or she'd just get shipped back to High Reaches where she'd do the same day to day routine as always until the next hatching. Either way it wasn't bad, she was going to get there.
No more sulking, no more self-pity. Just eyes on a prize.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2020 7:52 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2020 9:22 am
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Serrekhar
The last egg was finally beginning to move, and the one green still paraded about with confidence.... but Serrekhar only had eyes for the Spotted Green. He'd come across as too loud and brash, touching her shell initially.... and though he'd done his best, he'd felt the little dragon within begin to cry.
He still felt like a monster about that, even if he hadn't been the cause.
His heart clenched enviously as the green sniffed at one boy's hand before offering a gentle nuzzle as she continued to make her way. If she would just--no. He stopped his thoughts right there, thinking fervently that once she found her rider... maybe he could find her at the feast and apologize for his actions.
He couldn't even twitch when Josen nudged him. Faranth knew, he desperately wanted to look alive. But he also didn't... he didn't want to come off too strong, you know? "Tryin'." He finally managed, a little afraid of letting himself imagine any outcome where she didn't just walk by without knowing he existed.
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Ollanmar
"No." He realized he hadn't--not at all since he'd gone and buried himself under there. "Is that... normal?" He twisted his head to frown at his twin, clearly confused. Judging by the general calmness, the little bronze had to still be just fine... but Ollanmar would have thought he'd have looked for His by now!
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