23.Jun.22, 12:17 PM
Sironar took a deep breath as he stepped out on the sands and studied the eggs. A small encouraging chirp came from the stands where Fancy Lad had perched up on the half wall to try and be as close as he could and watch his boy without being in the forbidden zone. It was just eggs, just a touching. After very politely greeting the Weyrwoman and her dragon, he took one more look at the eggs and decided to just pick one and go for it.
That was what he as here for right? This was what he wanted. He took a long route, not wanting to weave between the eggs and instead opting to just circle around, until he came to the egg that he'd chosen because it seemed a tiny bit smaller than the others. He knew that might not mean anything as to what color it could be, and really all of the eggs were rather large if he thought about it, but it was something different at the very least. Something to catch his attention and get him moving and not thinking about how excited his father probably was that he was trying to show more of an interest in Standing again after his last little hiatus.
He very cautiously reached out and set his hand on the egg.
21, please
That was what he as here for right? This was what he wanted. He took a long route, not wanting to weave between the eggs and instead opting to just circle around, until he came to the egg that he'd chosen because it seemed a tiny bit smaller than the others. He knew that might not mean anything as to what color it could be, and really all of the eggs were rather large if he thought about it, but it was something different at the very least. Something to catch his attention and get him moving and not thinking about how excited his father probably was that he was trying to show more of an interest in Standing again after his last little hiatus.
He very cautiously reached out and set his hand on the egg.
21, please