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20.Jun.21, 11:35 AM
Ulliendis was surprised when the gold and bronze started fighting and then shocked when they vanished between and didn’t return. Everyone else seemed just as stunned by it before the dragons started their mourning ritual. That was a noise he was used to hearing regularly with all of the deaths happening but it was still unsettling yet beautiful in an odd way. He could appreciate the beauty in the tragedy and gazed up at the dragons surrounding the area and paying their respects to those lost.
However, he kept his mouth closed when he looked around to those near him. They wouldn’t see the beauty and they wouldn’t understand his comment about how the death of the hatchlings meant two less to die later on. It was almost a mercy since no humans had to be involved in the removal of those two shiny hides. It was his understanding that the majority that Stood were weyrbred but the ones that were Searched often took the chance so they could leave a terrible situation more than they cared about bonding with a giant beast.
The mood of the Hatching changed after that event. There was still some excitement in the air with each Impression but it was more subdued, no doubt everyone still thinking about the lost hatchlings. By the end of it all, only two were lost and the others had found their mates. None had gone to him but that was fine. He was still new to the whole Candidate thing and still had too much to learn and do around the Weyr before raising a dragon of his own.
He glanced around at Candidates slowly leaving the Sands and then the crowd that had been watching. He saw some familiar faces but none that would help service his needs right then. He supposed he could go back to that dragonrider’s weyr but since he currently remember the man’s name, it was probably best he didn’t. But a good fuck seemed to be in order to help him unwind from the Hatching and get his head screwed back on so he could continue with his tasks.
His eye landed on a woman he knew would be down for such things but she was with friends and looked miserable. No doubt she would appreciate the distraction as well but the tears made it a turn off. Finally, Ulliendis just sauntered up to someone that was attractive and draped his arm over their shoulders and gave a large grin. “I’m looking to do some morning drinking and then put on a wild show in my centrally located cot with some hot sex and you seem like the sort to be interested in that.”
However, he kept his mouth closed when he looked around to those near him. They wouldn’t see the beauty and they wouldn’t understand his comment about how the death of the hatchlings meant two less to die later on. It was almost a mercy since no humans had to be involved in the removal of those two shiny hides. It was his understanding that the majority that Stood were weyrbred but the ones that were Searched often took the chance so they could leave a terrible situation more than they cared about bonding with a giant beast.
The mood of the Hatching changed after that event. There was still some excitement in the air with each Impression but it was more subdued, no doubt everyone still thinking about the lost hatchlings. By the end of it all, only two were lost and the others had found their mates. None had gone to him but that was fine. He was still new to the whole Candidate thing and still had too much to learn and do around the Weyr before raising a dragon of his own.
He glanced around at Candidates slowly leaving the Sands and then the crowd that had been watching. He saw some familiar faces but none that would help service his needs right then. He supposed he could go back to that dragonrider’s weyr but since he currently remember the man’s name, it was probably best he didn’t. But a good fuck seemed to be in order to help him unwind from the Hatching and get his head screwed back on so he could continue with his tasks.
His eye landed on a woman he knew would be down for such things but she was with friends and looked miserable. No doubt she would appreciate the distraction as well but the tears made it a turn off. Finally, Ulliendis just sauntered up to someone that was attractive and draped his arm over their shoulders and gave a large grin. “I’m looking to do some morning drinking and then put on a wild show in my centrally located cot with some hot sex and you seem like the sort to be interested in that.”
