14.Oct.13, 08:11 AM
The eggs were hatching! It was a good thing too, the dragon's humming was beginning to rattle Ravana's bones. That was the only thing she didn't like about hatchings, was that she vibrated as well.
She still nearly bounced as she sat. It was wonderful to see new dragons bursting their way into the world becasue for every dragon that impressed this day, two lives would begin.
Ravana leaned on Shanith, watching with bright eyes, repressing a chuckle when Aradissicath made her journey across the sands. She moved like Ravana did, all awkward, clumsy grace. Ravana liked the gold for that alone.
She knocked into an egg and Ravana flinched, then relaxed finally, when she saw the hatchling make it into the world unscathed by having his egg knocked into by an irritated gold.
As more eggs hatched after a lull, Ravana watched, nearly cheering as one green beelined for Indivara. The Impression wasn't to be though and Ravana sighed. Was she truly amoung the last of her kind?
She was no idiot. She knew she was considered living proof of why a female shouldn't be allowed to impress a fighter. It was proven out every damn wing practice. She was barely adequate, mostly through a dint of D'hys's hard work but she still screwed up. Often. Now, a green had been staring right at Indivara and hadn't chosen her.
There had to be girls out there that would make competent riders for a fighter, right? Where were the girls like that? She knew that a fighter could impress from the sands if they were determined to have a girl, but...she also knew girls were being encouraged to not want the life of a fighter.
Enough. It is a good day, it is raining and there will be no more thoughts of depressing things. She paused, nudged her rider's shoulders. Today is a happy day. Sweeping away the beginnings of the worry that was touching her rider's mind, the green added, cheerfully. Look! Aradissicath made dragon print puddles in the sands!
Cheerful mood restored, Ravana bounced, a grin touching her lips as she saw indeed that the gold had made dragon track shaped puddles. "T'ken, look at hte puddles! Dragon tracks!"
The brown weyrling rolled his eyes, Ravana shaking her head as he did. Simple pleasures. That was the key. Too bad she forgot it so often, hmmm?
She still nearly bounced as she sat. It was wonderful to see new dragons bursting their way into the world becasue for every dragon that impressed this day, two lives would begin.
Ravana leaned on Shanith, watching with bright eyes, repressing a chuckle when Aradissicath made her journey across the sands. She moved like Ravana did, all awkward, clumsy grace. Ravana liked the gold for that alone.
She knocked into an egg and Ravana flinched, then relaxed finally, when she saw the hatchling make it into the world unscathed by having his egg knocked into by an irritated gold.
As more eggs hatched after a lull, Ravana watched, nearly cheering as one green beelined for Indivara. The Impression wasn't to be though and Ravana sighed. Was she truly amoung the last of her kind?
She was no idiot. She knew she was considered living proof of why a female shouldn't be allowed to impress a fighter. It was proven out every damn wing practice. She was barely adequate, mostly through a dint of D'hys's hard work but she still screwed up. Often. Now, a green had been staring right at Indivara and hadn't chosen her.
There had to be girls out there that would make competent riders for a fighter, right? Where were the girls like that? She knew that a fighter could impress from the sands if they were determined to have a girl, but...she also knew girls were being encouraged to not want the life of a fighter.
Cheerful mood restored, Ravana bounced, a grin touching her lips as she saw indeed that the gold had made dragon track shaped puddles. "T'ken, look at hte puddles! Dragon tracks!"
The brown weyrling rolled his eyes, Ravana shaking her head as he did. Simple pleasures. That was the key. Too bad she forgot it so often, hmmm?