04.Jan.20, 03:13 PM
Aradissicath had outdone herself, Sariel thought, her Fortian pride instantly brimming over at the sheer size of the clutch. Two precious golden daughters only made it that special. The heat of the Sands felt good as it soaked through her shoes and wrapped her in warmth winter had denied her. She let out a soft sigh that helped to expel the nervous energy as the Weyrwoman spoke. It was just what she needed after Thallyath's Touching and Hatching.
There was a part of her that wanted to touch all the eggs. Her excitement smoothed into a quiet joy. They were the beginning for so many Candidates, their dreams realised -- even the unexpected ones. She knew she was Standing for the two gold eggs and it was the second one that she found herself moving towards. As she moved, she offered Rhaedalyn and Aradissicath a soft smile.
Dwarfed by the golden eggs, Sariel approached the second egg with confidence in who she was and who she longed to be. She was a healer, someone whose joy radiated naturally, moving to touch everyone she could. Perhaps this Hatching would be the one where Impression would be made. It would be a challenge she'd accept with the very fabric of her being. She was stubborn, driven, but above all, she was joyful when it came to difficult tasks, relishing the knowledge she'd gained from every experience in her life.
Her fingers trailed against the egg as she walked around it to find a place to settle her palm. When she did, her fingers stilled, and she let out a breath, relaxing her eternally busy mind.
Queen Egg #2
There was a part of her that wanted to touch all the eggs. Her excitement smoothed into a quiet joy. They were the beginning for so many Candidates, their dreams realised -- even the unexpected ones. She knew she was Standing for the two gold eggs and it was the second one that she found herself moving towards. As she moved, she offered Rhaedalyn and Aradissicath a soft smile.
Dwarfed by the golden eggs, Sariel approached the second egg with confidence in who she was and who she longed to be. She was a healer, someone whose joy radiated naturally, moving to touch everyone she could. Perhaps this Hatching would be the one where Impression would be made. It would be a challenge she'd accept with the very fabric of her being. She was stubborn, driven, but above all, she was joyful when it came to difficult tasks, relishing the knowledge she'd gained from every experience in her life.
Her fingers trailed against the egg as she walked around it to find a place to settle her palm. When she did, her fingers stilled, and she let out a breath, relaxing her eternally busy mind.
Queen Egg #2