19.May.18, 01:09 AM
The Hatching Grounds were hot, and almost instantly she began to sweat. Even through her leather boots, the sands scorched at her feet, and she shifted her weight in an attempt at lessening the burn. The sand crunched beneath her feet, and vaguely she remembered that the sand was at least partially made up of the shells from Hatchings passed, being crushed beneath the feet and tails of Dragons. How many Candidates had stood on these sands? How many Candidates had Impressed where she stood? How many Hatchlings had been born on these Sands?
Her single grey eye scanned the area around here, trying to imagine it as it would on a Hatching Day. There would be countless people in the stands, all eager to see the Candidates Impress. And, she knew, some would have a sick curiosity, wanting to see a Dragonet Between. Although, she was fairly certain that was normal. No one wanted it to happen, but there was a morbid interest in how, and what, would happen.
She had only just begun to walk forward when a deep, male's voice called out. Theodosia would never allow herself to jump, but her surprise was given away by the set of her shoulders. The raven-haired girl turned to see a tall man leaning against the door frame. He was definitely tall, and she had to tilt her head back to meet his gaze.
A sheepish grin spread across her lips as he spoke, and she reached up to rub the back of her neck, feeling her hair stick to her skin from the sweat. "Aradissicath?" she echoed, tilting her head. The newest Candidate walked forward to approach him, stepping carefully. Having one eye did not lend well to depth-perception, and she didn't want to trip on the sand dunes, that'd be embarrassing. "My apologies, I only arrived here today. I don't know most anyone's name yet."
Her single grey eye scanned the area around here, trying to imagine it as it would on a Hatching Day. There would be countless people in the stands, all eager to see the Candidates Impress. And, she knew, some would have a sick curiosity, wanting to see a Dragonet Between. Although, she was fairly certain that was normal. No one wanted it to happen, but there was a morbid interest in how, and what, would happen.
She had only just begun to walk forward when a deep, male's voice called out. Theodosia would never allow herself to jump, but her surprise was given away by the set of her shoulders. The raven-haired girl turned to see a tall man leaning against the door frame. He was definitely tall, and she had to tilt her head back to meet his gaze.
A sheepish grin spread across her lips as he spoke, and she reached up to rub the back of her neck, feeling her hair stick to her skin from the sweat. "Aradissicath?" she echoed, tilting her head. The newest Candidate walked forward to approach him, stepping carefully. Having one eye did not lend well to depth-perception, and she didn't want to trip on the sand dunes, that'd be embarrassing. "My apologies, I only arrived here today. I don't know most anyone's name yet."