07.Jun.21, 09:37 PM
Nimuelan made her way onto the Sands cautiously, quiet and subdued given the deaths of the Gold Candidates. It was an appalling start to a Hatching. What would more murders gain whoever was doing the killing anyway? She shook her head, tired of it all, almost tired enough to back out of the whole Hatching but no, she was here and she would Stand. There were dragons to be Impressed, as the humming rattling her bones suggested.
A bronze broke shell first, supposedly good luck, but he was all growl and running at the Candidates. She stood her ground with a soft huff. At least he was a lively one!
A bronze broke shell first, supposedly good luck, but he was all growl and running at the Candidates. She stood her ground with a soft huff. At least he was a lively one!