Hatching of the Blooming Flora Clutch

[flupine]

Celeyn stood waiting, noticing the newly Impressed boy move up as if to shield the girl. Not that it worked very well, she was bigger than him though at his small size it would not take much to overlap his stature. Trying her best to send out a wave of warmth, Celeyn could feel herself pull back slightly even unwillingly, she was not the warmest person and was not used to going out of her way to help people especially when she felt that she should not interfere in another's business. Looking around quickly to assess the available people in case the offer was rejected, Celeyn's eyes fell onto the Clutch. The last egg were hatching now. Unable to pull her eyes away right away, she watched the Dandelion Egg explode into action, revealing a haughty Green. A smirk changed the shape of her lips as she watched the green preen for another second. She felt a kinship with the Green, she knew how wonderful she was.

Turning away with a decisiveness she eyed some of the other Candidates around her, wishing luck to whoever the last Green Hatchling chose. Celeyn began to extend a hand but quickly rethought the movement, that was extending herself a little too far. Turning her hand back to pluck uselessly at her own clothes she silently debated what harm there was in displaying a little friendliness, helping. Rolling her eyes at herself, Celeyn chuckled quietly and began to extend a hand, she was not offering her life for the girl, simply extending help. But as her hand lifted she heard some quickly indrawn breathes warning of an approach. Swinging around quickly, dropping her hand to her side, Celeyn stepped to the side so that she could still see the girl and boy even as she faced the approaching Hatchling.

Celeyn's eyes rounded in disbelief. The Dandelion Green whom she had watched explode from it's prison. And it now stood before her, eyeing her and another girl Candidate. The Hatchling could not possibly be looking at her though. Celeyn quickly dismissed the idea, yet as her mind told her to forget it and tend to the girl, her heart demanded her to watch the Hatchling. As the Green approached, Celeyn stiffened uncontrollably. Memories flashed through her mind, images and feelings once again. They simply came and bombarded, all didn't points of her life. Her father letting her follow him once in a while. Seresta whispering out secrets dreams at night in the Candidate Barracks. Hyphen Hold. The people in Hyphen hold! She had promised to return- relatively soon. She lived there now. Yurrin, her neighbor's youngest boy, would be so mad when she did not return right after the hatching! Yurrin's toddler chubby body came flying down the lane to latch fiercely onto her. "Celeyn, I miss'd you! My brothers were so mean to me." The fond memory, softened her face before more memories flashed through her mind. the last Hatching. Before ugly memories could intrude the Green broke the spell.

Stepping forward to to sniff the other girl, Min, the Green screeched in hatred. Celeyn watched as another girl was mauled in the Hatching. Which brought Celeyn's mind back to the other girl who had been much more severely hurt. Celeyn had automatically twisted toward the injured girl but she was already scrambling off to leave the Sands. Left to face the Green, a haughty voice registered in her mind, crooning; Mine, you better your smart and feed your Foglith. You wouldn't want her to get too hungry.

Emotion blossomed throughout Celeyn. Their was the initial fear that sparked, the momentary regret that stung but it was quickly overwhelmed better feelings of happiness, awe wonder. The usual emotions that a newly Impressed would feel and yet they were all wondrous to Celeyn. For the time that existed between Foglith claiming her Bonded and Celeyn responding, they both stared and sized each other up. Each one felt the same about each other. Breathing out Celeyn whispered "Foglith" aloud. Foglith. I am bonded? How? Of course you are hungry. Of course we are bonded Mine. Who else would I pick, I could only have the best and I found the best in you. Unable to talk Celeyn stared, tears swimming in her silver eyes. Crouching down, Celeyn wrapped her arms around Foglith, two silent trails of tears dripped down her face.

[Kisha-Ra]

If there was any girl not already chosen by a hatchling without at least half her attention on the freshly hatched queen Roshya would be very surprised. The gold moved regally among the females, taking her time about her choice, Roshya fancied she could taste nervous anticipation on the air.

Daisy egg split at last to release a large bronze who trotted up to his gold sister, crooning. The seemingly confused bronze sniffed curiously at one of the girls while the rose green trotted over chattering to herself. The green cheeped softly to her brother and moved on but something about that sparked off a rage in the bronze. So savage was the dragonet’s attack that Roshya took an involuntary step forward, away from the gold who examined her, had the bronze not left off Roshya might have tried to coax or drive him away despite the obvious risks. However the hatchling seemed to have forgotten his ire and nudged the lad he had turned to as he slowly stepped off his victim.

The gold paused to comfort her green sibling, making Roshya smile as the smaller hatchling gained confidence and headed off again. All three hatchlings seemed to make their choices at the same time, the bronze to the boy he’d found among the girls, the green to a girl Roshya knew only by name and the queen to the girl her brother had mauled. Roshya was relived at that and not just because the injured boy and girl could leave the sands for the attention of the healers now.

The last of the eggs were shaking now and Roshya hoped devoutly that no more drama would emerge from those shells. This hatching had already been quite exciting enough. The dragon in the half buried lilypad egg was determined to escape and fell when he finally did so. The sudden appearance of a green from the shards of the dandelion egg did phase the blue as he headed right for the girls but he must have been confused because he hovered around Liassa, apparently not realising she was already paired with one of his clutchmates. When he worked that out though the blue made a sad sound and wandered off, finding his bonded among the boys.

The haughty green seemed to mock her brother’s stupidity before she, too, came toward the girls, unlike her brother she sized up two unimpressed candidates, then stepped forward and shrieked in fury, the green struck out at the one girl she disliked then turned to the other.

A blue emerged quietly from Lady Slipper Egg and darted off to make his Impression without drama, leaving Pansy Egg to rock and crack as the last unhatched egg. When it finally split, with many hopeful eyes gazing on, a blue revealed himself. He walked right for the girls even tough his legs were wobbling quite a lot and he seemed quite unaware of all the attention focused on him. Even Roshya watched him avidly, pinning the last of her hopes on him though it was foolish. Oddly the blue did seem to be coming her way, she stamped down on that hope, crushing it before it could be crushed, he probably wanted someone near her, she looked around to see who it would be but the blue stopped before her and danced around like an excited child and nudged her with his nose. Mine, your Sheyath is awfully hungry! Can I have some food?[/i][/color]

It took Roshya a moment to register the question. ‘Sheyath?’ Yes, it is I, Sheyath.[/color] the dragonet replied matter of factly, who else would he be? Roshya ran a hand over the dragon’s neck and then nodded as if agreeing with her own thoughts. ‘Yes, you can have some food.’ She looked at all the other new weyrlings leaving the sands. ‘Maybe we’d better hurry up.’ She suggested and suited action to word.

[Administrator]

Smiling tearfully at Miguel, she gently rubbed his pudgy arm with her own hand. She had missed the sweet little boy. However, she said nothing, and rather, she continued to look up at S'rei. It was odd, but so nice, to be in the company of a family. Her family, the one that was finally completed with a father in the picture. A weyrmate. It was her, her weyrmate, their daughter, their nephew... It wasn't just her anymore. She had a permanent support now, just like what she used to have.

His answer made her smile, and nearly made another round of tears fall from her eyes. She nestled even closer against him, not looking away from him. His eyes looked slightly glassy, but the man was not much of a crier, so she was mildly surprised. However, she said nothing, in case she was mistaken. She was going to feel so much better sleeping beside him every night. It was almost dizzying, her relief over this. She couldn't imagine letting go of him now; she didn't want to be separated from him for even a moment! He would be there for Shei's first crawls, her first steps, her first words... For once, she could envision a true future for both of them now that S'rei was here. Since her return, she was unsure of how their future would be without S'rei. But now... she suddenly became hopefully. They could have the family that they had wanted-- maybe Shei could have siblings someday. Growing old together could be a definite future. Life seemed to be putting itself back together, piece by piece.

Her smile faded only slightly at his next words. "I hope Aslath forgives Salenth," she murmured. "It was a strain for her... She was broody, the past few months for us had been miserable, but she was beginning to get better... Then Salenth suddenly arriving on her Hatching Sands and not understanding why he was gone for so long... It was all just so confusing, and she was angry, just like I was." She smiled weakly. "I'm... I'm sure she'll come around. She's the sensible one of us... I want them to be happy together again." Because I wouldn't be able to handle another Flight without waking up to you in the morning, she thought as she wiggled against him. She knew that if Salenth was hated by Aslath at the time of her next Flight, then he would stand no chance at being her captor. It was miserable that one time alone.

This made her think: What would happen now that S'rei was back? What would Ka'rys think of that? Shmee was all a fan of kicking Ka'rys out of Weyrleadership, but it wasn't allowed, and she knew it. She didn't like this. Swallowing, trying to put the bad thoughts out of her mind, she tried to state cheerier things. "Well, we can move you in now that everyone's Impressed. And we can go to the Hatching Feast together tonight, and then, we can spend the night together again like we used to. And you can be with Shei for as long as you want, too," she added. Looking down at Shei, she rubbed the babe's large belly. "Are you happy to have Daddy home?" she cooed her baby-talk voice. Shei smiled widely with her toothless mouth, probably more pleased with her mother's funny voice than actually knowing what was going on. But Shmee liked to imagine that her daughter was truly happy to have S'rei back; Faranth knows that Shmee was!