Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
22.Mar.13, 10:56 PM
Six in the morning would have been a preposterous time to be woken up for any reason, let alone a Hatching. Unsurprisingly, Mevrit was an early riser anyways. While not quite this early, she was dragged out of bed without relative resistance. Rhaedalyn was already a bouncing ball of excitement, and in comparison Mevrit seemed relatively calm. That wasn't the case. She was just getting her mind focused as she pulled on her shoes and her white Candidates robes. They were allotted some time to get ready, but they needed to be on the Sands now because the dragonets were Hatching now.
Her mind was still whirling by the time the Candidates were herded onto the Hatching Sands. She stood with Rhaedalyn, dark eyes intently watching the eggs tremble and shake, the soft humming of the dragons causing her ears to ring not unpleasantly. Little did she know, she would be given a lot of time to process the fact that the Hatching was today. A single hour drifted by, and then another, and another. The spectators were quickly becoming bored, and Mevrit didn't doubt that a few were dozing off in their seats. The Candidates weren't afforded that luxury. Rather they were made to stand on and around the Sands. Of course, there were plenty of restroom breaks, and the Candidates would have withered away to nothing if they couldn't break away for some food.
So, since they had nothing else to do but wait, Mevrit did her best to socialize with the other Candidates. She was familiar with most of them, but ended up staying near Rhaedalyn throughout most of the day. The other girl was so open and honest that it was charming, where Mevrit could lie through her teeth with a smile (that could be convincing in the right situation, but usually was not). She was hardly kept bored, but the anticipation was rising and rising as the first couple of hours passed by before withering away completely.
She hardly expected the Hatching to happen when the first green broke through her shell. Now everyone was attentive, snapped out of their conversations and last minute(hours) bets. Mevrit's eyes watching the young green with curiosity. The girls were here for the Gold, and that was what Mevrit was focused on. Touching the egg, she felt, had sparked something. The smugness the little Gold had exuded was almost endearing from something so young, so clearly confident of itself. That was the egg she wanted, because if she was going to Impress, that Gold was her best chance. "Ready?" she asked Rhaedalyn with a smile.
Her mind was still whirling by the time the Candidates were herded onto the Hatching Sands. She stood with Rhaedalyn, dark eyes intently watching the eggs tremble and shake, the soft humming of the dragons causing her ears to ring not unpleasantly. Little did she know, she would be given a lot of time to process the fact that the Hatching was today. A single hour drifted by, and then another, and another. The spectators were quickly becoming bored, and Mevrit didn't doubt that a few were dozing off in their seats. The Candidates weren't afforded that luxury. Rather they were made to stand on and around the Sands. Of course, there were plenty of restroom breaks, and the Candidates would have withered away to nothing if they couldn't break away for some food.
So, since they had nothing else to do but wait, Mevrit did her best to socialize with the other Candidates. She was familiar with most of them, but ended up staying near Rhaedalyn throughout most of the day. The other girl was so open and honest that it was charming, where Mevrit could lie through her teeth with a smile (that could be convincing in the right situation, but usually was not). She was hardly kept bored, but the anticipation was rising and rising as the first couple of hours passed by before withering away completely.
She hardly expected the Hatching to happen when the first green broke through her shell. Now everyone was attentive, snapped out of their conversations and last minute(hours) bets. Mevrit's eyes watching the young green with curiosity. The girls were here for the Gold, and that was what Mevrit was focused on. Touching the egg, she felt, had sparked something. The smugness the little Gold had exuded was almost endearing from something so young, so clearly confident of itself. That was the egg she wanted, because if she was going to Impress, that Gold was her best chance. "Ready?" she asked Rhaedalyn with a smile.
