20.Apr.20, 05:21 PM
Fediletch could hardly keep still in his excitement as he waited on the stands. He'd been a bit better prepared this time, had everything he needed ready to avoid being in too much of a rush once the candidates were called to the sands. He also tried to position himself a bit more strategically, finding a group of smaller and younger candidates to casually stand by just in case anything went a bit crazy again. He could scoop up anyone about to be trampled. If anyone was about to be trampled. Hopefully nothing would happen this time, and hopefully none of the little baby dragons would get scared and go between.
Even more hopefully though, was that this clutch would have his dragon hiding somewhere. Fetch knew it wasn't a guarantee, never was. The last hatching he'd been at one of the babies hadn't even picked a candidate! Just a spectator lady who was so confused she'd been dressed like a man. He'd been working extra hard lately too with his chores and taking care of his little firelizard. What if he ended up getting a brown dragon to match Chuck? He took a deep steadying breath as he looked over the eggs. So many possibilities! He reminded himself once again that there was no guarantee, though he still held fast to the hope. For now he tried to keep his eyes peeled for any action among the eggs.
Even more hopefully though, was that this clutch would have his dragon hiding somewhere. Fetch knew it wasn't a guarantee, never was. The last hatching he'd been at one of the babies hadn't even picked a candidate! Just a spectator lady who was so confused she'd been dressed like a man. He'd been working extra hard lately too with his chores and taking care of his little firelizard. What if he ended up getting a brown dragon to match Chuck? He took a deep steadying breath as he looked over the eggs. So many possibilities! He reminded himself once again that there was no guarantee, though he still held fast to the hope. For now he tried to keep his eyes peeled for any action among the eggs.