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11.Sep.14, 04:03 PM
At least this hatching was proving to have an equal number of violent and calm Impressions. It would have been a terrible sight if the majority were inclined to mauling. Interesting though that most of the injuries had been caused by the dragons who could claim rank one day. He watched the healers deal with the boy who'd been slashed by the Brown. As far away from the boy as he was it was hard to tell whether he'd been seriously hurt. Hopefully he'd just need a few stitches and some rest to heal up. Folding his arms across his chest Firah watched with amusement as one of the Greens who'd just broke free frolic around. A moment was spared to watch the Bronze, and the Green who followed him, pick through the candidates before Impressing.
Eyes turned back to the Greens that were left among the unhatched or broken eggs. While he had no burning desire to impress a Bronze, he equally did not want to impress a Green. There was something about riding a female dragon that did not sit well with him. The ones on the sands were cute yes, but not enough to make him change his mind about it. What then did that leave for him. A Blue? A Brown? He shifted with a sigh. Either would be fine he supposed. Though, if he looked at the ratios of colors, it'd be more likely that he ended up with a Blue. He nodded slightly. A Blue would be fine. A fighter. A color he didn't have to worry about all the pomp that came with higher colors.
Firah clapped as the last of the hatched dragonettes Impressed, happy that she had not dawdled and lollygagged about. The Green had hatched then went straight for the boy she'd call her's for the rest of their lives. While they waited for the next of the dragons to make an appearance he struck up an idle conversation with a candidate who looked to be near his age. It was better than waiting in silence even if the topic was lacking in excitement.
Eyes turned back to the Greens that were left among the unhatched or broken eggs. While he had no burning desire to impress a Bronze, he equally did not want to impress a Green. There was something about riding a female dragon that did not sit well with him. The ones on the sands were cute yes, but not enough to make him change his mind about it. What then did that leave for him. A Blue? A Brown? He shifted with a sigh. Either would be fine he supposed. Though, if he looked at the ratios of colors, it'd be more likely that he ended up with a Blue. He nodded slightly. A Blue would be fine. A fighter. A color he didn't have to worry about all the pomp that came with higher colors.
Firah clapped as the last of the hatched dragonettes Impressed, happy that she had not dawdled and lollygagged about. The Green had hatched then went straight for the boy she'd call her's for the rest of their lives. While they waited for the next of the dragons to make an appearance he struck up an idle conversation with a candidate who looked to be near his age. It was better than waiting in silence even if the topic was lacking in excitement.
