08.Jan.20, 12:54 PM
Once again Rhaedalyn felt something wasn’t right as she rolled over and curled into R’nya’s side. She knew it had to be about time to get up and start the day and she would—soon. She wanted a few more minutes of cuddling but Aradissicath was making that impossible as she gently gave off odd vibes that Rhaedalyn couldn’t quite name despite how well they knew each other.
I think it’s time. The eggs have been moving a bit for an hour now.
That’s impossible. We only had the Touching yesterday and you’re so regular that we couldn’t have been a week off. Rhaedalyn was never the only one keeping track of such things. R’nya always liked to track the days and a few others did as well. They weren’t due to hatch for at least five more days.
I know what I see, child. Come down and see for yourself. When Aradissicath used that tone and called her ‘child’, Rhaedalyn knew her dragon was serious and not in a mood to argue or play around. So she crawled out of bed, kissing R’nya’s cheek when he stirred and explained what may or may not be happening and would return shortly.
When she arrived at the Sands, she hugged Aradissicath and tried not to disturb Iliyith on the other end as she seemed to be fast asleep. The poor dear wouldn’t be much longer if a Hatching was about to start. Rhaedalyn was worried about that as well. Aradissicath was behaving herself so far with having the other gold out there with her and other dragons would be joining them around the cavern later on so it shouldn’t be a problem.
Making herself comfortable on Aradissicath’s foot, Rhaedalyn watched the eggs for a bit and squeaked in surprise when she thought she saw one move. She moved in closer, slowly moving around the eggs and nearly jumped out of her skin as one directly beside her started rocking.
Oh dear.
Looks like we’re having a Hatching today, my love. I’ll go send word, you get to your humming!
As Rhaedalyn went back to alert R’nya, Aradissicath started her song to alert the dragons of the Weyr. In no time, Fort was waking to begin their preparations for the big day, albeit with a lot of confusion. Rhaedalyn already had her letters written for each Weyr and the Lord Holders that they dealt with so she sent them off one at a time with her three who had become quite the good little carriers—even Muffin, the rascal.
By the time their guests had started to arrive, Rhaedalyn had already dressed and fed herself and the girls before sending them off to the crèche for the day. She then moved down to the Sands once more to check in with the Healers to ensure they were properly set up and if they needed anything else. The Candidates would be arriving shortly and she saw an assistant milling about, so she went to speak with him to check in on the staff as well as how the Candidates were doing with the short notice. The Touching seemed to have gone smoothly but they hadn’t been left with a lot of time to digest their feelings and she worried for the new Searched ones.
Satisfied with the information, Rhaedalyn returned to her spot by Aradissicath where Xyreith and R’nya had joined her. She gave R’nya another kiss to the cheek as she slipped into his outstretched arms. “I guess they were just too excited from meeting the Candidates yesterday. I think I’ll blame Xyreith for the impatience or should it be Aradissicath for the eagerness?” She giggled as she looked at both dragons, knowing they always teased the other about traits the babies had.
I think it’s time. The eggs have been moving a bit for an hour now.
That’s impossible. We only had the Touching yesterday and you’re so regular that we couldn’t have been a week off. Rhaedalyn was never the only one keeping track of such things. R’nya always liked to track the days and a few others did as well. They weren’t due to hatch for at least five more days.
I know what I see, child. Come down and see for yourself. When Aradissicath used that tone and called her ‘child’, Rhaedalyn knew her dragon was serious and not in a mood to argue or play around. So she crawled out of bed, kissing R’nya’s cheek when he stirred and explained what may or may not be happening and would return shortly.
When she arrived at the Sands, she hugged Aradissicath and tried not to disturb Iliyith on the other end as she seemed to be fast asleep. The poor dear wouldn’t be much longer if a Hatching was about to start. Rhaedalyn was worried about that as well. Aradissicath was behaving herself so far with having the other gold out there with her and other dragons would be joining them around the cavern later on so it shouldn’t be a problem.
Making herself comfortable on Aradissicath’s foot, Rhaedalyn watched the eggs for a bit and squeaked in surprise when she thought she saw one move. She moved in closer, slowly moving around the eggs and nearly jumped out of her skin as one directly beside her started rocking.
Oh dear.
Looks like we’re having a Hatching today, my love. I’ll go send word, you get to your humming!
As Rhaedalyn went back to alert R’nya, Aradissicath started her song to alert the dragons of the Weyr. In no time, Fort was waking to begin their preparations for the big day, albeit with a lot of confusion. Rhaedalyn already had her letters written for each Weyr and the Lord Holders that they dealt with so she sent them off one at a time with her three who had become quite the good little carriers—even Muffin, the rascal.
By the time their guests had started to arrive, Rhaedalyn had already dressed and fed herself and the girls before sending them off to the crèche for the day. She then moved down to the Sands once more to check in with the Healers to ensure they were properly set up and if they needed anything else. The Candidates would be arriving shortly and she saw an assistant milling about, so she went to speak with him to check in on the staff as well as how the Candidates were doing with the short notice. The Touching seemed to have gone smoothly but they hadn’t been left with a lot of time to digest their feelings and she worried for the new Searched ones.
Satisfied with the information, Rhaedalyn returned to her spot by Aradissicath where Xyreith and R’nya had joined her. She gave R’nya another kiss to the cheek as she slipped into his outstretched arms. “I guess they were just too excited from meeting the Candidates yesterday. I think I’ll blame Xyreith for the impatience or should it be Aradissicath for the eagerness?” She giggled as she looked at both dragons, knowing they always teased the other about traits the babies had.