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Month 08, 742 AL
Late Summer


Benden: 24 C to 30 C
Fort: 13 C to 24 C
Ista: 30 C to 38 C
Telgar: 13 C to 20 C

Benden is still warmer than average, but the heatwave faded by late Month 7.

Month 07, 742 AL
Mid Summer


Benden: 32 C to 39 C
Fort: 15 C to 26 C
Ista: 37 C to 46 C
Telgar: 15 C to 26 C

Benden is hit with a heavy heatwave in the last week of Month Six, and first week of Month Seven, which carries through to the end of the month. Their weather will begin to cool in the last week of the month, dropping to the low 30s.

Ista Isle is amused by the weaklings of Benden, but at least their heat is dry. Benden is muggy and riddled with heavy thunderstorms and downpours.

Month 06, 742 AL
Early Summer


Benden: 14 C to 21 C
Fort: 7 C to 13 C
Ista: 33 C to 42 C
Telgar: 7 C to 13 C

Month 05, 742 AL
Late Spring


Benden: 10 C to 17 C
Fort: 5 C to 12 C
Ista: 27 C to 35 C
Telgar: 5 C to 12 C

Month 04, 742 AL
Mid Spring


Benden: 8 C to 15 C
Fort: 2 C to 9 C
Ista: 19 C to 30 C
Telgar: 2 C to 9 C

Month 03, 742 AL
Early Spring


Benden: 6 C to 13 C
Fort: 0 C to 7 C
Ista: 17 C to 28 C
Telgar: 0 C to 7 C

Month 02, 742 AL
Late Winter


Benden: 4 C to 10 C
Fort: −3 C to 3 C
Ista: 14 C to 26 C
Telgar: −3 C to 3 C

Month 01, 742 AL
Mid Winter


Benden: −2 C to 6 C
Fort: −6.7 C to −0.7 C
Ista: 12 C to 21 C
Telgar: −6.7 C to −0.7 C

Month 05, 741 AL

North: Late Spring | South: Late Autumn
9.9 C to 18.4 C | 13.7 C to 24.5 C

Ista is heating up swiftly, and preparing for a rough summer - hopefully nothing like the one from a couple turns before with the wildfires! The rest of Northern Pern is warming upsomewhat slower, but with no less gusto as summer begins to creep into the sky, keeping the sun awake longer, warming the ledges of the weyrs. Rainstorms are sporadic, but keep the world well watered, despite the heat of the days.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 12, 740 AL

Fort Boundaries:
Winter -3 - 2 C | 26 - 35 F
Fort is already home to snowfalls, though early in the month they fade away when the sun rises. As the month progresses, more snow stays on the ground, ending up with several feet of snow before the month is over. The areas around homes and populations has the snow shoveled away or trodden down. Icicles attached to Weyr ledges prove some danger and are routinely removed.

Ista Boundaries:
Winter, 9 - 21 C | 48 - 69 F
Generally warm enough to go about without a jacket on, Ista has low humidity but high chance of rain, generally in the form of vicious afternoon thunderstorms. The storms wash away any bite of heat the day had, and leave it feeling fresh for the night. The days are short, but grow bright quickly and the afternoons seem to be particularly short when heavy thunderstorms roll in and cover the sky.

Telgar Boundaries:
Winter, -5 - 0 C | 23 - 32 F
Bitterly cold, with icy winds constantly flowing down from the mountains. Freezing rain is almost constant; the sky always a murky grey and the ground slippery with slushy refrozen ice. The days are extremely short, with the nights dropping a good number below the daily average. Icicles attached to Weyr ledges prove a major danger, and are checked upon every day, with anything bigger than a fist being removed.


Month 07, 740 AL

Fort Boundaries:
Summer 27 - 38 C | 80 - 100 F
Light breezes down from the mountains tot he North keep the temperature comfortable, even when the sun can bake an egg on the edge of a weyr. Sunburn is common.

Ista Boundaries:
Summer, 34 - 43 C | 93 - 110 F
A very dry, dusty heat. Little to no rain, causing more than some to worry about the drought not breaking and the rest of the Isle being at risk of fires. Many seek the depths of weyr, hold or hall during the midday and early afternoon heat.

Telgar Boundaries:
Summer, 26 - 35 C | 79 - 95 F
Muggy, sticky and generally just plain humid. Thunder storms are regular occurances, often happening in the early afternoon or evening, with heavy rainfall before drying off sometime in the night. Mornings are usually crisp, but warm up swiftly.


Month 06, 740 AL

Fort Boundaries: Season, Low to High
Ista Boundaries: Season, Low to High
Telgar Boundaries: Season, Low to High

[[Update slowly in progress because ThistleProse is a slackarse :3 lmao ]]

Month 04, 740 AL
North: Early Spring | South: Early Autumn
−1.9 C to 4.7 C | 20.0 C to 29.0


Spring has sprung, with the snow slowly melting in much of the North, creating mushy grounds and greyish, icy snow piles that are doing their best to melt. In comparison, Ista finds itself naturally warmer, (~10C / 50) and many people who can find rides are making their way to the Island to spend some time in warmth and sunshine, away from the lingering touch of winter.

Katila is beginning to cool down to more reasonable temperature, but is no less muggy and uncomfortable to those who are not used to the seasons. It is still a good place to escape to when seeking a warm day or a nice swim at the lake, though.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 03, 740 AL
North: Early Spring | South: Early Autumn
−1.9 C to 4.7 C | 20.0 C to 29.0


Spring has sprung, with the snow slowly melting in much of the North, creating mushy grounds and greyish, icy snow piles that are doing their best to melt. In comparison, Ista finds itself naturally warmer, (~10C / 50) and many people who can find rides are making their way to the Island to spend some time in warmth and sunshine, away from the lingering touch of winter.

Katila is beginning to cool down to more reasonable temperature, but is no less muggy and uncomfortable to those who are not used to the seasons. It is still a good place to escape to when seeking a warm day or a nice swim at the lake, though.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 02, 740 AL
North: Late Winter| South: Late Summer
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C



Month 01, 740 AL
North: Mid Winter| South: Mid Summer
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C



Month 12, 739 AL
North: Early Winter| South: Early Summer
-3.1 to 2.1 C | 20.4 C to 29.4 C


Winter has come slowly to the Northern lands of Pern, with more rain and cold winds than snow. As the month progresses, more and more snow will fall, with frequent blizzard-like storms towards the very end of the month. Telgar and Fort will in particular become burried under mountains of snow, while Ista is sunjected to frequent icy rainstorms, and heavy winds coming in from across the ocean.
Month 11, 739 AL
North: Late Autumn| South: Late Spring
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C



Month 10, 739 AL
North: Mid Autumn| South: Mid Spring
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C




Month 09, 739 AL
North: Early Autumn| South: Early Spring
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C


Following the disastrous fires (sometime in around the 28th of Month 08), Ista Isle has found itself suddenly in the midst of constant rain; not enough to flood, but a steady, dreary downfall that seems to only take a time out for a couple of hours here and there, before coming back again. Its cast the entire sooty Isle into a sombre and depressed mood. Alongside the rain, the weather is muggy and while not hot, is not particularly cool, either.

The rest of Northern Pern is getting their usual weather, though they, too, have been called to action following the wildfires that savaged Ista. Many individuals who called Ista Island home have been relocated not just to Ista Weyr, Ista Hold or Sea Cliff Hold, but also to other areas of Pern, whether with family or friends.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 08, 739 AL
North: Late Summer | South: Late Winter
17.4 to 25.5 C | 10.8 C to 23.2 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm - 37 to 45 C - has resulted in an incredibly dry summer, with little to no rain. This was climaxed by a dry thunderstorm, the results of which caused three fires to start across the Island on the 24.07.739 in the early morning hours. While the results of this are yet to be played out, the events will no doubt leave more than just the scarring of the land.

The rest of Northern Pern is getting their usual weather, though they, too, have been called to action following the wildfires that savaged Ista. Many individuals who called Ista Island home have been relocated not just to Ista Weyr, Ista Hold or Sea Cliff Hold, but also to other areas of Pern, whether with family or friends.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 07, 739 AL
North: Mid Summer | South: Mid Winter
18.0 to 26.6 C | 10.2 C to 21.9 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm, with average weather being in the 37 to 45 C range, making it now a more than slightly undesirable escape for the rest of the Northern population from the more enjoyable early summer weather. There has been very little in the way of rain, though the coastal areas are no stranger to the salty wind. Ista's limited farmlands and fields are dry and dusty, with golden straw instead of grass where there is any growth at all.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Northern areas are still getting a lot of evening rain and the occasional thunderstorms, which cools down the populus and allows them to sleep easily without sweating their brains out like the Istans.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 06, 739 AL
North: Early Summer | South: Early Winter
14.9 C to 23.8 C | 11.8 C to 21.9 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm, with average weather being in the 37 to 45 C range, making it now a more than slightly undesirable escape for the rest of the Northern population from the more enjoyable early summer weather. There has been very little in the way of rain, though the coastal areas are no stranger to the salty wind. Ista's limited farmlands and fields are dry and dusty, with golden straw instead of grass where there is any growth at all.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Northern areas are still getting a lot of evening rain and the occasional thunderstorms, which cools down the populus and allows them to sleep easily without sweating their brains out like the Istans.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 05, 739 AL
North: Late Spring | South: Late Autumn
9.9 C to 18.4 C | 13.7 C to 24.5 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm, with average weather being in the 32 to 40 C range, making it a highly desirable escape for the rest of the Northern population from the chilly mid-spring weather. There has been very little in the way of rain, though the coastal areas are no stranger to the salty wind.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Northern areas are getting a lot of rain, thunderstorms, and cloudy days. Grass is growing, flowers flowering, and baby animals popping up all over the place! Yay spring!

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 04, 739 AL
North: Mid Spring | South: Mid Autumn
4.1 C to 11.5 C | 10.0 C to 27.4 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm, with average weather being in the high 20s to low 30s C, making it a highly desirable escape for the rest of the Northern population from the chilly mid-spring weather. There has been very little in the way of rain, though the coastal areas are no stranger to the salty wind.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Northern areas are getting a lot of rain, thunderstorms, and cloudy days. Grass is growing, flowers flowering, and baby animals popping up all over the place! Yay spring!

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 03, 739 AL
North: Early Spring | South: Early Autumn
−1.9 C to 4.7 C | 20.0 C to 29.0


Spring has sprung, with the snow slowly melting in much of the North, creating mushy grounds and greyish, icy snow piles that are doing their best to melt. In comparison, Ista finds itself uncommonly warm (~12C / 53.6) and many people who can find rides are making their way to the Island to spend some time in warmth and sunshine, away from the lingering touch of winter.

Katila is beginning to cool down to more reasonable temperature, but is no less muggy and uncomfortable to those who are not used to the seasons. It is still a good place to escape to when seeking a warm day or a nice swim at the lake, though.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 02, 739 AL
North: Late Winter | South: Late Summer
−5.6 C to 0.4 C | 21.3 C to 30.0


The late-season weather is settling, with much of the Northern hemisphere coated in snow (the exception being the much warmer Ista region) while Katila remains humid and sweltering in the height of Summer.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 01, 739 AL
North: Mid Winter | South: Mid Summer
−6.7 C to −0.7 C | 21.5 C to 30.3 C


Gold Nadioth of Vaeyla, of Ista's flight was won by bronze Rhezalth of N'mor. You can view the Flight Thread here! Gold Aradissicath of Fort has brought about a clutch of [TBA] eggs! The proud mother is jealously guarding the Sands from her fellow gold, and keeping her mate on his toes! The cautious are able to catch a glance, but best not be caught!

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 12, 738 AL
North: Early Winter | South: Early Summer
−3.1 C to 2.1 C | 20.4 C to 29.4 C


Gold Nadioth of Ista is set to take flight this month (though it'll be a surprise IC), while gold Aradissicath is preparing to take full command of the Fort Hatching Grounds as she lays her Clutch early in the month.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 11, 738 AL
North: Late Autumn | South: Late Spring


Autumn is coming to an end, with the days slowly becoming shorter still, with early nights and late mornings. The temperature is getting very cool, with jackets being more required, but it has yet to actually snow. Despite this, it is often raining and miserable.

The Southern contient is in full bloom, with flowers coming to life in the grasses and on the trees. The skies are bright blue with fluffy clouds, and occassional sunshowers bringing a dampness to the day. The nights are still crisp, but not cold. The ground is starting to dry up as water is absorbed by the blooming flora.

Month 10, 738 AL
North: Mid Autumn | South: Mid Spring


Autumn is in full tilt, with the leaves a shocking array of orange and red, and more of them on the ground than on the trees. The skies are often a clear and crisp blue, with a cool breeze flowing, shifting the leaves and sending them scattering. Rain is not common, but when it does roll in the skies are dark like night come early, and thunderstorms are not uncommon, though they don't last for long and the amount of rain that falls isn't too heavy.

The Southern contient is in full bloom, with flowers coming to life in the grasses and on the trees. The skies are bright blue with fluffy clouds, and occassional sunshowers bringing a dampness to the day. The nights are still crisp, but not cold. The ground is starting to dry up as water is absorbed by the blooming flora.

Month 09, 738 AL
North: Start Autumn | South: Start Spring


Nothern regions are entering into Autumn, with the trees beginning to change to their reds and oranges, while the air is beginning to feel more crips. There are still more warm days than cool, and the nights are mostly warm enough for light bedding still. Rain has faded away and most days are clear and bright.

The Southern contient finds itself heading into spring, with rain and flowers vying for attention. The ground is often muddy and squishy, while the skies are either bright and blue, or overcast wtih fluffy clouds.

Month 08, 738 AL
North: End Summer | South: End Winter


Summer is winding to an end in the Northern hemisphere, with the weather slowly cooling and the trees beginning to turn their leaves. The days are still long and bright, but the sun is beginning to lose some of its strength.

The coastal Weyrs are falling victim to coastal storms, strong winds and heavy rains with thunder and lightening.

The more inbound Weyrs and Holds find themselves drier, not getting nearly as much rain or storms, they find themselves on the end of a long drought.

Month 07, 738 AL
North: Mid Summer | South: Mid Winter


Summer is in full spring in the Nothern hemisphere, with the bulk of each day being unbearbly hot, followed by vicious thunderstorms and heavy humidity in the evenings and at night.

The coastal areas are experiencing monsoon like weather, and spend a lot of their time locked away in Hold, Hall or Weyr.

The more inner locations find themselves faced with more dry heat during the day, and horrible humidity in the evening and at night while the thunderstorms rage.
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Last Update: 2021.03.07


02 - Mizeath of Ameris [Benden]
02, 04, 06, 08, 10, 12 - Tizalth of Kestra
02, 07 - Halomirth of F'drel
02, 07 - Tybalith of D'lyne
02, 07, 11 - Semath of L'gan
02, 08 - Rilaleeyth of J'ver
03, 06, 09, 12 - Coroth of C'dhin
03, 07, 11 - Larrikith of B'jin
03 (742), 09 (743) - Iliyith of Helyna[Benden]
04 - Thallyath of Casa [even years][Ista]
04, 10 - Malvayth of Cazan[Telgar]
04, 10 - Tiath of V'lia
05 - Quayleth of Ojassa [odd years][Ista]
05, 11 - Jammerith of J'me
06 - Bedith of Mulrissa[Telgar]
07 - Neryseth of Lassalla [Telgar]
08 - Siolilth of J'shom
09 - Aradissicath of Rhaedalyn[Fort]
12 - Nadioth of Vaeyla [even years][Benden]


[G] [H] 742.08.07 | Full Bloom Hatching
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Gold Thallyath

Date of Birth
16.11.720 AL
Height
5'3
Eyes
Green

Threads
64
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401

Written By: ThistleProse
#1
Casa wandered in from the Weyrwoman’s quarters, a glass filled with fresh, cool fruit juice in hand. The heat of the Hatching grounds was causing the glass to sweat, little droplets of water running down it and over Casa’s fingers. She wasn’t paying it any attention, however, as she made her way onto the sands and over to where Thallyath was poised, position anxious and excited with her wings just slightly extended and focus intent upon egg number six.

“Any new progress?” Casa asked her dragon, slipping up beside her and patting her gently on the jawline. Thallyath gave a soft puff of breath, and hummed quietly. I think they are ready, she said quietly, almost whispering against Casa’s mind. The sudden loud cracking of Egg 5 caused both dragon and rider to gasp; Thallyath sat back on her hindquarters and bellowed to the Weyr at large – the eggs were cracking shell now – before settling herself back into her position, on the outskirts of her clutch but close enough to feel at peace should anything happen.

As the Sands began to fill with hopeful Candidates – as well as leering ones – the eggs took up wobbling, as if the ground were shaking. Egg number 6 had gone quiet after the last big crack, leaving the way clear for egg nine to be the first to Hatch; a delicate little green broke through her shell, tumbling head over tail before sprawling in the warmth of the sands. She looked around without moving her head, before quietly picking herself up and giving a wobbly shake. Sand sprinkled the ground around her, and Green 01 quickly made her way towards the boys, claiming her life mate without incident.

Casa smiled to herself as the first bond was made. Sure, green wasn’t the best colour to start a Hatching with, but the dragonet seemed strong and sure, even if she was on the small side. But then, the eggs were small, so Casa didn’t think any of the babies would be particularly big – not with such tiny parents. Casa had barely finished that thought when two more eggs exploded; egg eight revealing another green, while egg 3 gave way to a blue. Casa applauded excitedly as the two dragonets took in their surroundings, and then each other curiously. Their Impression was just as relaxed as the first, and Casa breathed a sigh of relief when Green 02 and Blue 01 found their mates without incident.

Not wanting to be left out of the excitement, Egg 10 began to rock, managing to tip over in the process. That allowed the shell to become covered in cobwebbed cracks, and with one great shove against the inside, egg 10 revealed another blue; Just as Blue 02 was making his way gingerly through the centre of the nest, he noticed the gold egg shifting, and diverted his tracks to go and investigate. There were quiet gasps and whispers of worry as he stopped before the golden egg, bringing attention to her rocking and swaying. Casa felt her blood run cold when Blue 02 batted gently at the shell, then headbutted it with a sudden forceful motion. The gold egg tumbled over, and cracked loudly.

Apparently pleased with his actions, Blue 02 turned to one side and trotted happily through the slippery sands towards the blue that was his. No one was really watching when Blue 02 Impressed, since most eyes and attention were focused on the slowly shattering shell of the gold. After a few moments of breathless silence, she shook her way free of the shell, and looked around curiously. There was so much to see! So much to do! Her gaze rolled over the eggs still yet to Hatch, and she snorted softly. Climbing to her feet awkwardly, Gold 01 took one last look out across the Sands at her yet to hatch brothers and sisters, before turning confidently towards a small gaggle of girls.

Gold 01 didn’t bother to approach the girls, but her eyes whirled the rainbow of Impression before she started regally walking across the Sands, a smooth and beautiful Come. echoing in the minds of all those at the Hatching, as she called for her bonded to follow her to food. A couple of the young women exchanged confused expressions, until the one that had been Bonded tripped over herself in her haste to join the demanding little dragon.

As if knowing better than to upstage their golden sister, a long break followed her glorious Impression. Casa sent a brat off to get her more juice and a snack for herself and her friends while they waited, knowing the kid would be fleet of foot lest they chance missing what happened next. She was right, and they were back about five minutes before action started once more – starting with egg 01; another green claimed the stage, followed swiftly when Egg 07 hatche3d to reveal another blue brother. They impressed quickly and without incident, which had Casa both relieved and anxious; the quicker and tidier the Impressions, the more worried she became that the rug was going to be ripped out from under their feet. She could feel Thallyath’s anxiety even as the dragon did her best to shove it away and ignore it.

Egg 04 was the next to breakshell, and Casa gave a happy gasp when the little brown head popped out of the hole, and was followed by an equally brown body. So he wasn’t a bronze, but he was brown and that meant this clutch wasn’t all blues and greens, which was good! Casa whistled softly between her teeth when Brown 01 quickly found his mate – but not before snuffling around the feet of several of the young men standing nearby.

While everyone was focused on Brown 01 and his Impression, no one noticed as Egg 11 broke her shell, tumbling wet and slippery into the sands, which felt nice! The tindy green dragon rolled around in the sand, feeling it scratch itches she hadn’t noticed until then; she stood up quietly and without fuss, before turning her attention on the girls not far away from herself. They were a small group, but that was okay! [dgrene]green 04[/dgreen] didn’t need to make a big scene or go hunting for her lifemate. She was right there! Giving a little trill and almost tripping over her own feet, Green 04 stumbled up to her most precious, best human and Impressed the bewildered girl with very little fanfare at all.

Not to be left until dead last, Egg 05 seemed to completely combust around the dragonet that was within it, leaving Blue 04 looking around with wide eyes before he stood up and tossed his head. The motion caused him to lose balance, and Blue 04 made an outraged huffing sound in a display of displeasure, which was answered by one of the young male candidates darting forward to assist his young blue with the great battle against gravity. While Blue 04 was being assisted to the sidelines, Egg 06 finally fell free, having been slowly picking at the cracks, to reveal a delicate green. She snorted, and extended her wings fully with slow motions, then folded them back in.

While Green 05 was practising control over moving her wings, Egg 12 made its own entrance, the dragonet within falling out and then tossing his head, little Brown 02 attempting to roar as he made his entrance. He was big, bigger than his siblings, but still small when compared to other dragonets from other parents. Nonetheless, he climbed to his feet, and stood still as he glared around at all the Candidates with a sharp, purposeful gaze. Finally, he found what he was looking for! Just as Green 05 found her mate, so too did Brown 02 and they passed each other with a cordial silence, Brown 02 giving his sister a snort.

Hot on their heels, as if afraid they would be dubbed as failures, egg 12 and Egg 02 both shook frantically, rolling around on the spot and sounds of distress coming from within; one young man stepped forward and gave Egg 12 a good kick, helping to shatter the egg around the baby within. Without his shell, Brown 02 gave a crow of success, and scrambled to his feet. He completely ignored the young man who had helped him find freedom, and instead skittered across the sands with remarkable speed to collide headlong into his lifemate, just as Green 06 finally broke her own shell, and sprawled into the warm sands. So warm and toasty! She purred as she wriggled in deeper, lazily swirling eyes meeting those of her bonded and encouraging him to come join her in the hot sands.

Casa blinked as she realised the Hatching was over; for it had both been remarkably swift, and there was no injury to take note of. Turning to S’far, Casa grabbed his face between both her hands and planted a warm kiss on his lips, before releasing him as she laughed softly. She had no words for how elated she was by the whole ordeal – not one scratch! No death, no duds! Casa just beamed as she watched the new Weyrlings being herded off to eat, bathe, and be oiled.



This is an open Solo, so you are welcome to post if you wish, but it also doesn't matter if no one posts :)

Egg 09, Green 01 – Male Impression
Egg 08, Green 02 – Male Impression
Egg 03, Blue 01 – Male Impression
Egg 10, Blue 02 – Male Impression
Gold Egg – Female Impression
Egg 01, Green 03 – Male Impression
Egg 07, Blue 03 – Male Impression
Egg 04, Brown 01 – Male Impression
Egg 11, Green 04 – Female Impression
Egg 05, Blue 04 – Male Impression
Egg 06, Green 05 – Male Impression
Egg 12, Brown 02 – Male Impression
Egg 02, Green 06 – Male Impression – kicked open egg 12

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Date of Birth
03.08.723
Height
6'0
Eyes
Blue

Threads
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Written By: Insulting Truths
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Orgailian was just returning up the path from the beach when Thallyath’s bellow was heard. Was he late? Was this a last second warning? He ran for the barracks, discovering along the way that everyone else was doing the same. It seemed she was waiting for the last second before calling everyone in. He could kind of appreciate that. It sucked getting ready when the first wobble happened and then they stood around on the hot sand in the stifling cavern for over an hour before anything else happened. The sense of urgency also made it feel more exciting and even had him smiling as he readied himself.

He arrived with the middle of the pack and headed to his usual place. It had a good view of the clutch as well as the spectators, though he did wonder how many would be coming from outside the Weyr that day with the very short notice. As more people filed in, it did seem like word managed to reach some people as Weyrleader S’far and a few other dragons, including Syrendryth, were among them. That was good. He may not have been as excited to proudly support Casa like Mylorah was but Orgailian was still glad to see she had supporters on the Sands and in the stands.

Orgailian chuckled at the helpful blue and how proud he seemed to be for getting his golden sister to make her debut. He would bet several marks on those two getting along well, like Malvayth and Taith from what T’ryn told him. Unfortunately that little blue didn’t bond to him or Zoremet and the gold didn’t go to Mylorah. He wasn’t standing near her this time and stared at her until he caught her eye and she smiled and gave a shrug. Typical. Not much ever seemed to faze her.

The Hatching progressed at a surprisingly decent pace and with few incidents after that. Maybe the key to a safer Hatching was a proper time of day. Everyone was more alert than when they were dragged out of bed or kept from getting any sleep. But he wasn’t an expert on such things and also knew you couldn’t stop a hatchling or dictate when it was their time to come. Orgailian was just happy to have them come at all.

When only a couple of eggs were left, Orgailian frowned at the one closest to him. It was wriggling about frantically and he swore he could hear whimpering from within the shell. Was the hatchling too weak to, well, hatch? Maybe it just needed some assistance, like the gold had earlier. Going against his better judgement and risking the wrath of Casa, Thallyath, and several other higher ranking riders, Orgailian decided to follow that blue’s lead and strode out to the wobbling egg. Without stopping to think about it, Orgailian gave a swift kick to the shell, leaving behind a decent hole that sent cracks outward along the shell. The hatchling spilled out seconds later and didn’t even glance his way before darting off to bond to someone else. Orgailian gave a little laugh and shake of his head at the response but at least he had helped the baby.

The Hatching was over soon after that and he was once again leaving solo. Given he was still on the fence about if and when he wanted to Impress, that was fine by him. He didn’t want to linger either given the stunt he had pulled, no matter how helpful it was. So Orgailian simply slipped out with a group that was also leaving. Maybe he’d change and go get some dinner and then see who was at the party.
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This was a nice change of pace, Mylorah decided as she quickly changed into her robe and pulled her hair up. It seemed most Hatchings happened overnight or during a major event. This one was late afternoon so the only downside would be a later dinner and the rushing about everyone was doing. But she still managed to get there with some time to spare—and that included making sure Zoremet wasn’t lost and had himself put together as well.

She didn’t put much stock into the first to hatch superstition so when a green kicked it all off, Mylorah was just happy to see a healthy baby dragon and gave her all the proper amount of cooing she could from across the area. She really was adorable and she knew the boy that Impressed and was happy for him as well. That excitement froze for the moment as a blue started poking about the gold egg until she finally released the breath she was holding and giggled. Clever boy! It was always nice to help out where one could!

Sadly, neither the blue nor the gold came her way and Mylorah watched the pairs head off together as she tried to hide her longing. She did smile at the gold’s order and wished the girl luck. When she noticed Orgailian staring at her, she smiled some more and shrugged. She didn’t need to say it, knowing he’d hear her words in her look. It would happen when it was meant to happen. There was still time and sometimes Mylorah was glad when she left without a dragon as it meant she didn’t have to change how and when she did things—and of course not worry about going without any sort of sexual interaction for six months. That was a definite perk of staying unimpressed.

But there was always a bit of lingering doubt that perhaps she wasn’t good enough. It didn’t have much of a chance to latch onto her this time, however, as Orgailian started moving toward an egg and Mylorah gasped and took a step forward before catching herself. They didn’t need two of them out there but when he kicked the egg, maybe she should have gone after all. What was he doing?! Mylorah glanced at Thallyath and then back at her brother, wondering if this was the last time she’d see him alive but a dragonet tumbled free of the egg and was soon prancing off to his lifemate. Crisis was temporarily diverted but maybe she’d throttle her brother later for being so ballsy like that.

When everything came to an end, Mylorah was shocked to see the healers seemed almost bored with how little they had to do. Finally! And with Thallyath’s clutch as well! Maybe more would Stand for her next one after this one cleansed the palette from her first. Thrilled for the gold pair, Mylorah darted across the Sands so she could go hug and congratulate Casa. And then food and dancing!
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