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30.Dec.23, 04:46 PM
Mylorah always considered all of the eggs at a Hatching to be important since she just loved dragons in general, but she understood how important the golds were to the overall survival of the species and the spectacle their hatching brought. Just like how it was an honour for Amagrith to have clutched a gold egg, it was viewed as good luck to witness the little gold finding her mate. Given the gasps and murmuring from all over the cavern, Mylorah knew it was that auspicious time.
TheGold hatchling didn't make the most graceful of entrances as she stumbled free of her egg and tripped over her wings. It reminded Mylorah of how Amagrith had her clumsy moments to the point that since she clutched, they were both worried about the safety of the eggs. The little Gold was on the slender side compared to her siblings, and the tripping over the wings made her seem gangly and unwieldly, but she did make it to the large cluster of girls that had just been terrorized by the angry green minutes earlier. There were a lot of hopeful faces, especially as the gold walked through the mob without glancing at those she passed. Mylorah wondered where she was going when one of the first girls she passed gave a long suffering sigh and turned to obey the order to follow to the feeding area. A bossy gold wasn't anything new but--She's not bossy. She just knows what needs to be done. Mylorah shrugged, thinking they were kind of the same thing but Amagrith did word it better.
Brown02 had hatched most unnoticed from Egg 7 thanks to his shiny sister's entrance, but people were noticing him now as he sneezed from sand on his nose and tried to brush it off with a paw. It was adorable and the noises of affection around the cavern showed that others agreed with her. Mylorah was just happy that a brown was being received so well and that he bonded to a man that had confessed to her he hoped to be a brownrider, despite their negative connotations.
Blue04 debuted from Egg 9 with a lot of energy that sent him racing around the Candidates like an excited puppy. He seemed to want to meet everyone and sometimes stopped to affectionately headbutt any Candidate brave enough to try to pet him. After nearly two circuits of the Candidates, a boy Mylorah had noticed early on with a goofy and indulging smile finally called out the hatchling's name and suggested they eat and tidy up. Blue04 decided that was a fine idea and trotted off after his mate.
Eggs 5 and 17, while not close together in placement on the Sands, hatched at roughly the same time to revealGreen09 and Brown03 . In the time that they took to stretch and get their eggs under them, Green10 hatched from Egg 3. Mylorah vividly remembered the thrill and nerves when too many hatched at once as it was hard to keep track of them all and the risk for fighting dragonets and stampeding Candidates was higher. It didn't seem like it would be a problem until Brown03 ruined the goodwill his brother had just garnered as he went charging across the mess of shells and bowled through the two greens.
Green10 tumbled with a shriek which had her bonded shrieking from a cluster of Candidates on the opposite side of the action. It seemed like the male was going to go help her but his friends surrounding him held him back as Green09 didn't like the abuse thrown at her sister and chased after the brown. A fight soon broke out between Green09 and Brown03 that had their rolling bodies filled with claws, teeth, and flailing limbs came too close to the Candidates. The stampede she was worried about started and Mylorah saw some Candidates fall in the midst of the chaos. Their injuries might not be too bad, but the two men that seemed to be the mates of the fighting pair risked a lot worse if they didn't back up while they yelled for the hatchlings to knock it off.
In the end, one of the mates and another Candidate that hadn't been quick enough from the start laid bleeding on the ground. Mylorah couldn't see how bad each man was, but one did an impressive job of holding his slashed arm that in turn was held over a gash in his leg. The other boy wasn't moving, but a Healer was soon giving thumbs up to indicate the kid was alive, no doubt fainting from the pain he was in. BothGreen09 and Brown03 had sustained injuries as well, but currently, no one had died from anything and that was the best Mylorah knew she could hope for now.
"It was going so well," she whispered, eyes now on the remaining egg 11 that was covered in cracks but hadn't moved too much for a while. She had her arms wrapped around herself and gave T'drin a small smile when she felt his arm around her in support. Sensing her rider's mood, Amagrith decided it wasn't the best time to chide her for jinxing them earlier.
Long minutes passed and Mylorah could feel how restless everyone was becoming. Was she supposed to call the Hatching to an end? She didn't want to believe Egg 11 wasn't going to make it, especially after the violence. Amagrith refused to allow anyone to suggest it was over and after a few more minutes, the wait paid off. The egg wobbled and it seemed like a struggle, butBlue05 started to peek through. And then he stopped again. Another minute or two passed before he started again. When he was mostly free, a frustrated boy stomped forward, arms on his hips as he called out for his mate to stop being so lazy and get over there.
Well, that was one way to end a Hatching, Mylorah thought as the lazy blue finally finished his escape, stretched, and meandered over to his boy where he rubbed his dirty head against the boy's bare leg. That earned some chuckles, helping to bring the mood back up, but it was hard to be too elated when she could see the wounded lined up off to the side.
Still, their maiden Hatching was concluded and while there were injuries, which she knew were a normal part of it all, all twenty-one dragonets found mates. She would have been greedy to ask for more than that. She kissed T'drin on the cheek and urged him to go mingle and celebrate what was his first sired clutch. Then, she glanced at her family and lovers in the stands and held up a finger to indicate she would get to them shortly. She wanted to check in on the injured first and then go give tight hugs to some of the important men in her life.
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Eggs 5 and 17, while not close together in placement on the Sands, hatched at roughly the same time to reveal
In the end, one of the mates and another Candidate that hadn't been quick enough from the start laid bleeding on the ground. Mylorah couldn't see how bad each man was, but one did an impressive job of holding his slashed arm that in turn was held over a gash in his leg. The other boy wasn't moving, but a Healer was soon giving thumbs up to indicate the kid was alive, no doubt fainting from the pain he was in. Both
"It was going so well," she whispered, eyes now on the remaining egg 11 that was covered in cracks but hadn't moved too much for a while. She had her arms wrapped around herself and gave T'drin a small smile when she felt his arm around her in support. Sensing her rider's mood, Amagrith decided it wasn't the best time to chide her for jinxing them earlier.
Long minutes passed and Mylorah could feel how restless everyone was becoming. Was she supposed to call the Hatching to an end? She didn't want to believe Egg 11 wasn't going to make it, especially after the violence. Amagrith refused to allow anyone to suggest it was over and after a few more minutes, the wait paid off. The egg wobbled and it seemed like a struggle, but
Well, that was one way to end a Hatching, Mylorah thought as the lazy blue finally finished his escape, stretched, and meandered over to his boy where he rubbed his dirty head against the boy's bare leg. That earned some chuckles, helping to bring the mood back up, but it was hard to be too elated when she could see the wounded lined up off to the side.
Still, their maiden Hatching was concluded and while there were injuries, which she knew were a normal part of it all, all twenty-one dragonets found mates. She would have been greedy to ask for more than that. She kissed T'drin on the cheek and urged him to go mingle and celebrate what was his first sired clutch. Then, she glanced at her family and lovers in the stands and held up a finger to indicate she would get to them shortly. She wanted to check in on the injured first and then go give tight hugs to some of the important men in her life.
