22.Jun.21, 06:19 AM
N’mor slipped in from the Weyrwoman’s entrance, glancing around the sands quietly before making his way over to where Helyna was standing, being careful not to cause Iliyith undue stress by being anywhere near her precious eggs; bad enough that she was about to be inundated by Candidates without him tripping and falling on one of them. “How is she?” N’mor asked lowly, coming to a stop beside Helyna and pressing a chaste kiss to her cheek in greeting. His eyes sparkled mischievously at the show of affection, winking as the first of the Candidates began to filter onto the sands. Some of them knew him too well to take their act seriously in the slightest, but there were enough new faces to put the show on.
Iliyith, my love, Rhezalth stood outside the sands, his jaws filled with a beast he had caught for the sandbound gold dragon to feast upon when she was ready. May I join you? he would of course guard the door quite seriously and glower at the candidates if that would make his beautiful golden beauty more at ease, but he could also do that while curled up beside her, preening proudly at the beautiful clutch she had laid them. And their golden daughter, who would soon join the ranks of youth replacing those that had been taken away far too young. Rhezalth glowered to himself, not noticing the one candidate that went wide eyed and circled around him and his bloody maws with mangled herdbeast.