You say "All right, one at the time, please...enter, bow...and I wish you all luck."

Merren says "C'mon Echo.. smiths t'gether."

Selene salutes!

You say "Go."

Echo walks over to Zale and Merren.

Zale gives Mer a wave, "How you doing?"

Kemist grins a nods nervous. he takes a deep breathj waiting.

From a distance, Sea Cavern Egg wobbles about a bit, pushing sand away from its base.

Straton nods to Selene, then wanders out. What the heck......

Zale gives Echo a grin.

From a distance, Summer Ocean Egg rocks back and forth, gaining momentum, as if trying to escape the prison which it was forced to occupy.

You say "They're moving!!"

Echo grins at Zale, "I can't believe it's time."

From a distance, Summer Ocean Egg wobbles like crazy.

Merren says to Zale, "Nervous."

Sioneva begins to walk ttowards the sands.

You walk over to viewing galleries around the hatching sands.

On the sands, Tlarian stops, bows deeply to Maristh, and moves onto the sands.

Selene steps in, and smiles as she finds a quick seat.

On the sands, Carlina makes a bow to the Queen and then moves onto the sands.

On the sands, Echo walks up in awe just looking around. After quite some time she finally bows a bit akwardly.

On the sands, Merren stops at the edge of the sands, bowing deeply to the Queen, and then steps forward.

On the sands, Emerald Ice Egg looks like it may have moved..but then again maybe not.

On the sands, Zale bows politely to the Queen dragon and the Bronze. Skitting over to stand next to Merren when she's done.

On the sands, Rulita bows low to the Queen, following the others towards the rocking eggs.

On the sands, Melarin wanders cautiously onto the sands, head and upper body bowing in a sweeping gesture to queen and bronze. Quickly he heads around into one of the forming circles, standing near some of the female candidates.

On the sands, Kemist enters the hots sands. Nervous and excited he stops and bows to Maristh and Revarth then takes a place among the other candidates.

On the sands, Straton lumbers out after Tlarian, gtaking a deep breath, before bowing to Maristh and Revarth. He continues, afterwards, making his way to Tlarian's side.

On the sands, Astin bows to both the Queen and the Bronze and moves onto the sands

On the sands, Sioneva gives a bow tot the Maristh and takes a place in the loose circles around tthe eggs.

E'ster shakes his head to the masterweaver. "No.. but wait, the candidates are coming out now!"

On the sands, Zale follows Merren onto the sands.

On the sands, Echo hangs close to Merren and Zale wriggling a bit in the itchy robe.

On the sands, Sleeping Poppy Egg makes a strange creaking noise as it's hatchling fights to be free.

On the sands, Tlarian smiles nervously at Straton and Melarin on either side of her, then looks at the eggs, swallowing through a suddely dry throat.

Selene smiles at E'ster. "Sorry about that..we were missing a robe. But we got it together."

Miika nods and sits a little straighter in her seat.

On the sands, Revarth starts to croon a bit louder, his eyes swirling as he looks out over the clutch.

On the sands, Zale beckons Echo over, "C'mon" she says as she grabs hold of Mer's hand.

On the sands, Sioneva shifts from foot to foot, watching the eggs rock.

Eliora realizes she is holding her breath and lets it out, her hands shaking a bit in her excitment.

On the sands, Straton peers at the eggs, then nearly yelps. Jays! Why didn't he remember shoes? He chuckles a bit nervously, eyes on the rocking eggs all the while.

On the sands, Merren winces at the heat of the sands burning up through his sandals, and swallows the thick lump that suddenly presented itself in his throat.

Lydia hops from her seat down to the space beside Kylric. "They're all here! Robes and everything..." She sounds excited.

On the sands, Echo walks along with Zale tippy toeing on the hot sands. It's burning up her sandals

On the sands, Sea Cavern Egg makes a slow half circle and rolls out of its nest in the sand.

Kylric nods slowly. "So they are," he says quietly.

On the sands, Echo nudges Merren, "Look!" she says in awe.

On the sands, Tlarian gasps softly.

On the sands, Zale eeps! shifting her feet as the heat permeats her sandals.

Selene clenches her hands together, and gets a far off look..remembering her time down there. She watches happily.

On the sands, Rulita catches her breath, looking at the eggs.

R'lien smiles at Eliora and puts his arm around her shoulders.

On the sands, Burning Mountain Egg , with a slight tilt to its axis, moves cautiously withing its protective mound, as if testing how the sandy hollow will hold up to its movements. Movement surceases as it contemplates its findings.

Sea Cavern Egg seems to pulse upon the sands, almost seeming to grow larger, though that's just an illusion..for when the egg turns about you see that its backside has been utterly destroyed by the hatchling.

On the sands, Zale takes a gulp, watching the eggs.

Stepping forward, his skybroom-edged forepaws of dark, fathomless mahogany press into the sands, their glistening claws digging deep into the pale granules despite their still-soft newness. Slowly, weight presses the claws even further into the sand, a towering mountaintop exerting immeasurable pressure on the hillside below, until finally he bursts forward with a deep-chested rumble, his young voice rippling inadvertently into a creel of twisting metal. Trickles of pale sandstone dart down the sides of his neck from his high crest, a quiet prelude to the coursing ripples of moist mud-brown that flow over his hide and down his back to mingle with unfortunate streaks of forest green on his hindquarters that pale to mute shades under the onslaught. Spreading broad wings, dripping with recent moisture that bear them down to near-collapse, he shrouds the sands around him in shadow for a brief moment before plunging onward in vibrant randomness. As he progresses, he surveys the landscape with bold curiosity, tendrils of granite grey edging his eyeridges and laying sentinel along his spine like the bleak-boned aftermath of a landslide.

On the sands, Merren turns to see where Echo is pointing, and his eyes widen expressively.

On the sands, Tlarian shifts her feet unconsciously, focused on the eggs.

On the sands, Kemist shifts from one foot to the other. He watches as the egg rolls out, and then another.

You say "He's lovely!"

On the sands, Echo makes a face still watching the eggs. Shards why is this robe so itchy.

Lydia lets out an unexpected cheer at the sight of the first dragonet. "Brown! Shards, I knew I should've put marks on that!"

On the sands, Zale grabs hold of Echo's hand, squeezing it.

F'lan smiles and just watches.

E'ster twists and waves up to Selene! "C'mere and have a seat, there's not much room but I'm sure you can squeeze in.." He whispers to Miika, "Nervous?", and then looks down at the newly hatched adorable brown dragonet!

On the sands, Melarin blinks at the hatchling, moving nervously on his feet. He wipes dampening hands down his robe, wiping them clear as he watches the eggs rock before being distracted to the brown once more.

On the sands, Tlarian grabs Melarin's hand, vaguely aware that Straton has taken her other hand.

On the sands, Astin stands in line with the rest of the canidates as he looks over at the eggs trying to remain calm.

Cassie oohs as the first dragon hatches.

On the sands, Zale, holding Merren's and Echo's hands, watches the eggs, waiting quietly.

On the sands, Straton peers at the eggs, heat and nervousnes, slicking his hair down on his face. His hand unconciously creeps to Tlarian's, taking in and giving it a quick squeeze.

Talika ggrins slightly, watching the eggs hatch.

On the sands, Rulita does the Candidate Shuffle, shifting her feet back and forth against the incredible heat.

Selene smiles and moves to fit in...smiling. "I love these things...the memories."

On the sands, Echo squeezes Zale's hand as well almost too hard as her eyes widen in anticipation.

Miika shakes her head, her hands folded in her lap. "Not really, E'ster...I think the candidates are nervous enough for all of us."

On the sands, Sioneva forgets the heat of the sands as the first breaks shell.

On the sands, Fiery Waves Egg rocks a bit more, and succeeds in shifting itself off of its mound, and it rolls to a stop, tapping lightly against a neighboring egg.

Telinda woos, "Look! A brown! And shards, handsome too."

On the sands, Zale winces slightly as Echo squeezes her hand, lifting her feet, trying to keep her feet from burning.

Lydia glances at Kylric, then squeezes his hand lightly.

On the sands, Emerald Ice Egg vibrates faintly, making the sand that has built up around its sides trickle away.

On the sands, Echo shifts back and forth on her feet either from nervousness or just plain heat.

Kylric returns the squeeze, hand almost convulsing around Lydia's.

On the sands, Astin moves his feet around as the heat is starting to get to him

On the sands, Kemist pauses as the first dragonet enters. "ohh." he sighs and then is reminded of how hot the sands truely are as he jumpsa bit and hops back and forth.

On the sands, Zale glances at Merren, seeing how he's doing, but quickly turning back to the rocking eggs on the sands!

E'ster pats Selene's shoulder. "You're telling me, that brown one reminds me vaguely of Pacoth." He blushes. "Well, any brown kinda reminds me of Pacoth, Selene." He turns his attention back on the sands, and the candidates.

On the sands, "Jays," Straton mutters, eyes darting this way and that, taking his free hand to wipe the sweat from his brow. "This is worse than the waiting..." he whispers, unable to tear his eyes away.

Kylric shakes his head slowly.

Miika watches the small dragonet. "I forgot they could ever be that small," she remarks idly.

Selene nods. "Pacoth is a dear...many are loving, like my Cheery, but he's special."

Alinor grins quickly, an eye cast to the ledges. "Browns. /My/ favorite." Not that she's biased, oh no.

Talika blinks slightly at the brown, "That's small?"

On the sands, Tlarian is quivering with almost unbearable tension, her small hands gripping Straton's and Melarin's with surprising strength. She starts at Straton's whisper, then nods, her eyes never leaving the eggs.

Hilo scoots forward, looking at the brown, hand still gripping Cassie's.

On the sands, Burning Mountain Egg wobbles tentatively in its sandy wallow, not prepared yet to make its entrance, it simply gyrates it wild circles almost like a couple twirling in symphonic tones to a toss dance.

Mhairi 's eyes widen as she stares down onto the sands at the rocking eggs and that beautiful brown dragonet

Miika smiles, hearing the harper's remark and half-turning towards her. "Compared to the full-grown ones in my experience, yes." Then she looks back at the sands.

On the sands, Zale tears her eyes away from the eggs, turning to look up at the people in the galleries as they watch, she waves to everyone she knows, giving them a nervous grin before moving her feet, hip-hopping on the sands as she tries to cool her feet!

E'ster grins, "Thanks, Selene. Master Miika, I still don't see your apprentice, but shells, my attention is on those dragonets." He raises his voice, "Weyrwoman Eliora, you must be proud!"

On the sands, Rulita blinks as the hatchling emerges, almost forgetting to shift her feet for a moment, then resumes with vigor.

On the sands, Landslide Brown Dragonet creels a bit and starts to dig his way out of the sandy impression left behind by the splintered egg.

Eliora turns at the sound of her voice and waves to E'ster in greeting.

On the sands, Echo shifts back and forth on her feet, looking all around her before her eyes shoot over to the brown dragonet just hatching. She forgets her itchy robe for the moment.

On the sands, Straton peers, wincing as Tlarian grips his hand. He looks about, then blinks. Waitiminute.....there's n egg missing....and a magnigicent brown in it's place. "Jays...." he breathes out, forgetting his hand, the burning heat, all in one moment.

On the sands, Zale ohs as the brown emerges from his shell, absently shifting her feet.

On the sands, Melarin peers closely at the brown, watching how the browns seem to slide over his flanks. He smiles, changing feet almost instinctively and turns his head to grin at Straton.

On the sands, Tlarian ooohs softly, staring in awe at the emerging brown.

On the sands, Astin shuffles his feet some more as he watches with very wide eyes showing his anxiety

On the sands, Merren gapes silently, suddenly seeing a brown dragonet where moments before there was...

On the sands, Emerald Ice Egg shivers, making the sand about it stir rather noticeably.

Selene crosses her fingers. "Come on, Straton...you have luck with browns."

On the sands, Sioneva resumes shifting her feet, watching brown.

On the sands, Zale blinks, gripping Merren's hand, "Look! A brown Mer!" her feet doing a little dance.

On the sands, Kemist looks over the rocking eggs. They seem so big up close. he shifts his gaze to watch the brown work his way out of the sandy impression. He grins with excitement shifting endlessly from one foot to the other.

Telinda chuckles at Selene, "Is that a fact?" she comments, smoothing out the folds of her dress.

On the sands, Landslide Brown Dragonet looks around and moves away from the other eggs towards the circle of candidates.

Talika watches the candidates, cheering tthem all on a s she doesn't reconize many of them.

On the sands, Echo glances at the Emerald Ice Egg for a moment before looking right back at the brown to see which way it will go.

On the sands, Merren nods to Zale, eyes wide. "Ain't he beautiful?"

On the sands, Emerald Ice Egg rolls a bit, as if suffering from internal fits.

On the sands, A young brownheaded lad takes a step towards the brown and then remembers himself and steps back again.

Selene nods at Telinda. "Yup...he got two little brown FL's the other night...I think browns like him."

On the sands, Astin blinks with the movement of the Emeral Ice Egg

On the sands, Zale nods to Merren, not able to speak. What?! Zale speechless?

F'lan whees.

On the sands, Rulita watches the brown, mesmerized by it, save for shifting her feet.

On the sands, Straton is able to actaully grin back at Melarin....that is, before that dragonet moves. Eyes glanace back, and the man finally remembers to move his feet, hair plastered to his face.

On the sands, Fiery Waves Egg shivers again, causing its neighbor to tremble in like.

On the sands, Melarin watches the candidate step forward, and seems to take the step back for him, hand loosely held in another's hand

On the sands, A dark green egg shatters and spills out a monsoon colored blue dragonet.

On the sands, Carlina watches the first dragon nervously, shifting her feet more from nervousness than the heat of the sands.

Talika looks out, trying to see if there are any harper apprentices on the sand, or, someone she at least reconizes.

On the sands, Emerald Ice Egg rolls about in a most disturbing manner before lodging itself into a hollow in the sand. Finally held in one spot the egg is burst asunder by the activity of its eager hatchling.

On the sands, The cool serenity of crystal, blue-green waters has settled about her adorable muzzle, dappled occasionally by visions of underwater treasures: pale clouds of sea-foam. Soft eddies lap back over her eyeridges and then onto the supple grace that is her neck like ocean water driven by a tropical breeze. The wind picks up as it races along the current of her neck, the water turning a darker, tempest shade of green so that by the time it reaches the onset of her wings the color glitters like carelessly tossed emeralds. Flares of black evergreen, the darkest of colors dredged up from the bottom of the sea by the most violent of storms rage over each wing. A catastrophe of hues swell one upon another until white-caps break free to rampage down her flanks and onto the length of her tail. The color builds in intensity down the tailwards path until it finally collapses into the near white of a western beach.

On the sands, Kemist's gaze falls on the Emerald ice egg. he watches it rock hoping the hatchling will soon emerge even as others do and make their way to their lifemates.

On the sands, Tlarian gasps at the lovely color of the blue hatchling. She leans forward slightly to get a better look.

You say "Oh, what a pretty blue!"

Miika adjusts her skirts slightly as she leans forward in anticipation. "Such a lovely shade of green!" she exclaims.

On the sands, Zale grins as the lad steps forward, turning as she sees the blue hatch out of the corner of her eye.

On the sands, Echo squeezes Zale's hand harder than before, "Zale..Zale...look." pointing to the dark green egg that used to be there replaces by the gorgeous blue.

Jyssica makes her way into the stands and fnads a nice place to sit.

On the sands, Astin smiles at the blue, "Awww" he mumbles as the beuty captures his attention for a bit

On the sands, Sioneva blinks slightly as the hatchling strewds forth, and begins shifting her feet once again.

On the sands, Zale follows Echo's pointing finger, "Jays..he is, Echo look!" she says.

On the sands, Echo wriggles around from the heat and the itche of her robe almost unbearable except for the fact she's standing.

On the sands, It all happens so fast....Straton gulps, wiping at sweat, now peering over to the blue. He keep twisting his neck,one way, there's the blue, the other, the brown.

On the sands, Zale tugs at Echo's hand, jumping a bit with excitement.

On the sands, Tlarian is trying to watch both hatchlings at once and getting a bit dizzy from looking back and forth so fast.

On the sands, Landslide Brown Dragonet gives a little warble and heads towards a small group of candidates off to one side, wobbling on his legs just a little unsteady.

On the sands, Echo peers from one hatchling to the other in utter awe as Zale nearly knocks her in the sand from her enthiusiastic jumping.

On the sands, Kemist grins as the green emerges. So beautful, but aren't they all. he sighs and looks to catch the browns progress taking a quick glance at the other candidates as well.

On the sands, Straton uh ohs. He's moving, and somewhere. The brown gains his immediate attention, as he wobbles to somewhere.....

On the sands, Zale watches the hatchlings, waiting to see where they go, she gives Mer a grin, trying to point out the blue.

On the sands, Sioneva watches all the dragonet, shifting her feet still

On the sands, Rulita glances over at the green, and is momentarily captivated by it before her attention is recentered on the brown hatchling.

Selene blinks. "Shards, they're all going to hatch before anyone Impresses!"

On the sands, Astin watches the brown closely has he begins to move

Talika says "Is that unusual, i mean, for them not to impress untill they all hatch?"

On the sands, Zale looks at the Green, whispering to Echo, "Look at her!" she shifts her feet.

Selene glances at Talika. "No normally."

On the sands, Echo eyes follow to where Zale is looking and immediately sees the green. She wipes her brow with her free hand.

On the sands, Tlarian's attention is locked on the green hatchling. Her eyes are wide with awe and she shifts a bit, as though wanting to step towards it.

On the sands, Sweat beads on Zale's forehead, but she's unable to wipe it away as both her hands are being held! Oh woe is her.

On the sands, Straton peers, as now even a green emerges. He's going to have an awful sore neck in the morning.....but he doesn't waver in his watch, from blue, brown, to now green. "So many..." he mutters, amazed.

On the sands, Zale grins at Straton, watching the dragonets as they move, idlely shifting her feet as the sands burn through the soles of her sandals.

On the sands, Landslide Brown Dragonet swivels his head around and finally spots who he's looking for.

Lydia waves, trying to catch Zale's attention. "The green's lovely, go for it!" she calls.

On the sands, Echo wipes her brow with one hand oblivous now to the fact that she's hot and itchy her eyes moving from brown to green to blue.

On the sands, Kemist watches the brown move to a cluster of candidates and then head toward one?

Selene almost bounces in her seat, and smiles. "Come on, Straton! Go for it."

On the sands, Carlina shifts a bit, looking over to the far side where the brown headed.

On the sands, Astin watches the brown with intent

On the sands, Tidal Wave Green Dragonet shakes shards off of her head and then stumbles towards the candidates, warbling rather loudly.

Jyssica brushes hair back from her face, then leans forward a bit to watch the hatching. "HAs anyone impressed yet?"

You say "Nope."

Miika taps her finger against her lower lip thoughtfully, watching her candidates on the sand. "Dragons are very picky, aren't they?" she remarks teasingly to E'ster.

On the sands, After much aimless wandering about the Landslide Brown Dragonet starts to give out a desperate sounding creel that is quite nerve-wracking. Suddenly a rather bulky young fellow moves out of the way and reveals the candidate this fellow has been searching for. He waddles up to and bugles at him brightly!

On the sands, Zale watches and waits, her eyes drawn to the green as she warbles.

On the sands, Astin blinks as the green starts walking over also, "Oh, wow!" he smiles

Alinor shakes her head over to Jyssica. "No one so far. But they're coming out fast!"

On the sands, Rulita watches the brown as he headstowards his lifemate..then looks at the green as she warbles.

Talika nods slightly.

On the sands, Echo eyes move to the beautiful as she wonders just what candidtate she'll move to.

On the sands, Straton hrms. Jays, he's moving. Determination always catches Straton's attention. He blinks, watching as she brown as made his choice.....

On the sands, Tlarian smiles at the creeling of the green hatchling. She's so pretty!

On the sands, Melarin grins, "Yes, I think your very handsome, Vlarth." He turns his head about to comment to a fellow candidate and then blinks, head turning back slowly, "Vlarth?" he comments, reaching for the wing, "Yes. I'll help your wing."

Jyssica nods slowly, and a little fingerly, "Aye, I'm glad I wasn't too late." she murmers and looks at all the dragonetes moving on the sands.

On the sands, Merren watches, wordlessly...as the first pair is made.

Selene chews her lip, and watches closely. "Come on...Astin, you get one too." And nods as Melarin Impresses.

On the sands, Sioneva smiles at Melarin and looks about at the other hatchlings and eggs.

Alinor points, gleeful. "There's one." And /brown/, too.

On the sands, Tlarian's head turns sharply as Melarin impresses, and she lights up like a glow. She doesn't say anything though.

On the sands, Zale shifts her feet, eyes darting from the other dragonets, she lets out a cheer when Melarin impresses! "Congrats Mel!"

On the sands, Straton chuckles, moving a bet to one side, nodding in approval at the brown's choice. He nudges Tlarian, before moving a bit away.

R'lien smiles and leans over to kiss Eliora at the first impression.

On the sands, Tidal Wave Green Dragonet kicks up a good bit of sands as she rushes about. She looks a bit confused and perhaps lost.

On the sands, A Tillek girl, with long blonde hair, shrieks in surprise as a blue dragonet stops right in front her, and tilts his head to look at her. "He says his name is Grewath!" she cries, hugging the dragonet tightly to her.

E'ster nods slightly to Miika, "They are, Master Miika.. but some more choosy than most. :)" He pats the curious weaver's back.

On the sands, Echo eyes widen as she watches seemingly to hold her breath, "Oh congrats Mel!"

Lydia snaps her fingers when Melarin impresses. "One for him, he was always a nice person. And a blue for the girl, hm, never saw her before. Zale, the green!" she calls again.

On the sands, Carlina smiles and bounces a little for Melarin, then looks out at the other eggs, wondering with wide eyes if there is one for her out there.

On the sands, Merren grins across at Zale, "Didja see that!"

On the sands, Rulita grins as Melarin Impresses, then as the tillek girl does.

Telinda cheers and applauds loudly, "Oh splendid! And what a name too!"

Eliora hugs R'lien tightly in excitment!

On the sands, Kemist grins as Melarin impresses. "Way to go." hee one less candidate. He looks out at the rocking eggs and to the rushing green. "Oh hope she doesn't trip, rushing like that."

On the sands, Zale grins back at Mer, "Uh huh! Lucky Mel!" she gives the Tillek girl a smile, congratulating her.

On the sands, Echo grins over at Zale and Merren,, "Did ye see that!" she says awed.

On the sands, Tlarian's attention is caught by the unhappy green. She frown in sympathy.

On the sands, Merren laughs as Echo echos. "I sure did..." he grins.

On the sands, Fiery Waves Egg jumps, knocking against a neighboring egg, and being ricochetted off, rolls down a small hill, and coming to a rest.

On the sands, Zale holds onto Echo and Merren's hands, watching Rian frown at the Green.

Miika hms. "That one finally picked its mate...although the green looks rather lost, poor thing."

On the sands, Straton blinks, smiling a bit as the blue has Impressed as well. He looks for the green. "Seems....confused?" He shuts his trap, however, peering as the Fiery waves moves next. But right now, the green is the main attractor, his eyes locked with it.

On the sands, Astin calls out a congrads to the Impressees then moveshis attention back to the wondering dragonettes. He shifts his feet, his expression one of awe.

You say "I wonder if her Lifemate isn't on the sands?"

Hilo grins as the first matches are made.

On the sands, Melarin admires the Vlarth closely.

Talika nods, grinning slightly, mummering something about wandering green.

On the sands, Tidal Wave Green Dragonet peers at Echo for a moment, warbling pitifully. She pauses and then moves on, shuffling in the sand until she finally spots a candidate with fluffy hair and makes a beeline for her.

On the sands, Echo gasps as the Fiery egg flies, rolling down the small hill as she shifts her feet absently, hand going inside her robe scratching that incessant itch.

On the sands, Awed and amazed by what she is witnessing, Zale hops a bit, gasping as the Firey egg rocks.

On the sands, Echo gasps pointing, "OH look!"

On the sands, Sioneva peers atthe green curiously.

On the sands, Rulita looks at the green, is about to cheer for Echo, then bites her tongue as the hatchling moves on.

On the sands, Zale ohs as the Green passes by Echo, she squeezes her hand in sympathy.

On the sands, Fiery Waves Egg trembles in the hollow again, striations appearin on its shell as the dragonet inside sturggles to be free.

On the sands, Echo smiles and looks at Zale as if to say it's o.k they're others.

On the sands, Tidal Wave Green Dragonet stumbles a bit and then moves towards , warbling in new found joy!

On the sands, Melarin rights Vlarth's wing and ambles off the grounds with him to the beckoning weyrlingmasters.

On the sands, Melarin walks down the tunnel.

On the sands, Zale giggles at the Green, "Finally" she rolls her eyes skyward.

On the sands, Straton blinks, as the green passes. He'd make his way to Echo, but that dragonet is still moving...and has found someone. He spots movement from the corner of his eye, gulping as Fiery waves moves yet again.

On the sands, Kemist finds his attentions riveted to the rocking eggs now that the green has found her lifemate.

On the sands, Echo watches Melarin leave smiling brightly and waving after him. She couldn't be happier for him.

On the sands, Rulita blinks, looking down as the green head draws closer..and closer. Her face breaks out in a wide, wide grin. "Yes, Iristh!" she says. "We were made to be together," she says, bending down to touch the wonderful creature before her.

On the sands, Astin wactches the green head for her lifemate, he moves his attention to the rocking eggs.

Selene smiles as yet another pairing is made.

On the sands, Tlariansmiles at Rulita, pleased for her and the hatchling.

Miika sighs softly as another pair is matched. "Very nice."

On the sands, Echo gasps, "Oh Rulita!" she says in awe,"Congrats!."

On the sands, Burning Mountain Egg having had a period of rest, seems to strike up its quest for movement once more, wiggling itself around in the sand. Sand sprinkles forth like tiny stars as cracks configure and striate its shell.

On the sands, Zale yays as Rulita impresses the Green, "Awlright Rulita~~"

Mhairi looks at the three new pairs and cheers for them all!

On the sands, Sioneva smiles at Rulita as she impresses, "Ciongrats!" she calls, and looks back out.

Lydia's shoulders sag a little in mild disappointment that her friend didn't get the green, but is immediately distracted by the other rocking eggs. "Wonder what color dragonet'll be next?"

Jyssica hhmmms and murmers, "I'd guess for a Bronze next."

You say "Bet a blue or a bronze."

Kylric shrugs. "Blue, probably," he says.

On the sands, Carlina smiles a gives a little cheer, "Alright Rulita!"

On the sands, Echo almost yanks Zale's arm off as she tugs on it, "Zale look...the burning mountain egg."

On the sands, In a quieter corner of the sands a small brown and a tow-headed boy get tangled up together clumsily.

On the sands, Astin again calls out hiscongradulations. He looks back in forth between the two moveing eggs, hands stright down at his side. He does the candidate dance, the heat getting to him just a bit.

On the sands, Tlarian looks back at the rocking eggs, holding her breath again.

Lydia gives Kylric a look. "Yeah..."

On the sands, Straton cheers, "Rulita! Congrats!" he calls, before looking back to the eggs. Ack...he favorite would decide to move now....wouldn't it? Eyes rivit to the Burning Mountain egg, a lump caught in his throat.

Talika hmms, "probly a green." she mutters aout the mountain egg.

On the sands, Zale yelps as her arm is naerly yanked off! Rubbing her armshe looks at the Mountain egg.

Mhairi crosses her fingers for Echo and Zale, even though she's only known them a little while.

Jyssica looks out onto the sands, "Shame, I don't know anyone on the sands." she murmers softly.

On the sands, Fiery Waves Egg is perfectly still. Perhaps this egg is even too still. Sure enough, you are right as its tranquility is suddenly shattered by a loud *CRACK* noise and it splits into two halves, falling away from it's occupant.

On the sands, This petite little beauty is so pale green that she's nearly, but not quite, white in color. Her hide shimmers like deep ocean water frozen by the cruel arctic climate into a great block of green ice and then partly covered in pearly white powder by a glacial avalanche. Her limbs are all a more delicate green, like gems of peridot that have pushed free of the snowfall's strangling grasp. Like a winter queen she moves across the sands, her tail flashing opalescent jade as it sweeps the shards of her egg aside.

Lydia sees Merren hovering on the sands and gives him an encouraging shout.

On the sands, Burning Mountain Egg makes an odd rumbling noise, like a volcano about to blow and then suddenly bursts apart, raining egg shards down on its treasure.

On the sands, Tranquility dominates the forest -- all is quiet and still -- though a heated glow threatens in the distance as seething cardinal-bronzes begin to consume combustible material. Kindling crimsons flare over his muzzle, delineating proud edges as it sweeps over eyeridges to spark a substantial blaze of vermillion-bronzes down his spinal crest, each foliage-green tipped neckridge striving for survival. Smokey blue-white tendrils curl over his flanks, wreathing burnt ember-bronzes, leaving the forked end of his tail tipped with ravaged charcoal-blacks. Flickering golden-bronze flames monopolize the leading edges of his wings, trailing edges exploding in a flash of fiery-reds as heated sap causes a tree to shatter. An inferno of furnace-reds consumes his belly, the blaze licking down to caress his forelimbs before leaving sooted-black talons, sharp remnants of the fire that caressed him. As lightening quick, much as the fire can consume all.

On the sands, Zale holds her breath, waiting to see the dragonet that will be spilled onto the sands when it hatches, squeezing Echo's hand and Merren's she shifts her feet.

Jyssica smiles as she looks around, "Ha, I guessed right!"

On the sands, Echo eyes grouw round as saucers as she watches the egg burst.

On the sands, Sioneva grins slightly as the bronze and green arive almost at the same time.

On the sands, Tlarian ooohs at the bronze hatchling.

You say "ooohhh....a green and bronze."

Talika says "IOh well, the next one was a green, so i was half right.."

On the sands, Zale ohs as the bronze hatches, her eyes widening at the sight of him, "He's so beautiful!" she whispers to Echo.

On the sands, Straton gapes. His mouth just falls open like a swinging gate, peering as the Mountain fainlly erupts. "Magnificent," he murmurs, giving Tlarian's hand a squeeze.

On the sands, Merren squeezes Zale's and Echo's hands tightly. "Isn't he just..."

On the sands, Astin's breath catches in his throat as the bronze emerges from his shell. "Oh, wow." is all he can say as he watches mezmorized. "He's soo beautifull!"

On the sands, Kemist blinks as two hatch, a bronze and green. Oh! he stares at the two. So beautiful.

Miika steeples her fingers below her chin. "Delightful...and a lovely shade of bronze too."

On the sands, Echo stares in rapt amazement at the gorgeous bronze hatchling. She peers to see what it will do.

Selene grips her hands together, and sighs softly, hoping for her friends.

On the sands, Tlarian's attention inevitably shifts from the bronze to the beautiful green. She sighs at the beauty.

On the sands, Zale nods at Merren, glancing around at the other candidates.

On the sands, Rulita walks down the tunnel.

On the sands, Avalanche Green Dragonet purposefully makes her way across the Sands. Unlike many of her clutch-siblings, she /knows/ what she wants. With quiet determination, she stalks over to a small group of white clad Candidates.

On the sands, Merren looks back and forth between the two dragonets, and swallows dryly again.

On the sands, Forest Fire Bronze Dragonet cringes as a shell fragment lands on his snout -- several others land to balance along his neck. He flicks his tail. Hrm, that didn't do it! Next, a wiggle of still yolk-laden wings, all but the one on his snout disappear in a haze of rippled bronze hide.

E'ster grins to Miika, realizing that her interest surely includes beautiful colors. He leans forward, trying to see where that bronze dragonet goes!

Selene laughs! "He wriggles like Cheery did!"

On the sands, Tlarian squeezes Straton's hand tightly as the green moves.

Lydia hastily counts the number of eggs, newly-hatched dragonets and candidates left and does some quick calculations in her head.

On the sands, Carlina smiles at the green dragonet, hoping it looks over her way.

On the sands, Zale blinks quickly as the Green moves, gripping Merren's hand tightly as she swallows, almost gulping for air as she realises that she'd been holding her breath.

E'ster whispers "Cheery did that? *grin*"

On the sands, Sioneva watches the bronze again, for a moment, then looks back at the green with curiousity.

On the sands, Straton blinks, as the green moves. He watches her progress, eyes wide. No speech can prepare anyone for this. He blinks, looking down to smile at Tlarian for a moment, before taking a moment to glance at the bronze, a chuckle escaping.

On the sands, Astin notices the green as she seems to know who she wants. He watches for a moment before turning his attentionback to the bronze. He stifles a laugh as the bronze has problems with his shell shards.

On the sands, Kemist grins as the green makes her way determindly to a group of candidates. "Looks like she knows what she wants." he turns to watch the bronze rid himself of hte last remnants of his shell with a sigh.

On the sands, Echo eyes immediatley move to the green staring at it for a long moment her auburn curls falling in her eyes. Oh not know, she thinks brushing them back.

Miika nods almost approvingly of the determined green dragonet. "That one'll be Impressed soon. She's got all the candidates enchanted."

On the sands, Merren opens his mouth to advise Zale to take a deep breath...then realizes he's holding his own. He takes a deep, slow breath...the heat of the sands forgotten completely.

You say "She's a pretty onem that's for sure."

On the sands, Forest Fire Bronze Dragonet bugles and then jumps! Shards, where oh where did that noise come from? He looks around, his eyes a little unfocussed due to the egg shard, and notices a line of white robed pink-things. Cautiously, he takes a step forward, like a fire advancing over combustible material he wobbles forward to take a closer look at these strangers.

Lydia realizes abruptly that Carlina is on the sands too. "Well, we've certainly no shortage of smiths today, they need to move forward though, not hover so much. Carlina!" She calls and waves.

Hilo spies a friend of his on the far side of the eggs. He grins and calls out the lad's name, rising up a little in his seat.

On the sands, Zale blinks as the bronze moves, watching closely, marvelling as the light bounces off his hide, she turns to see where that green has gotten to, holding Echo's hand in a vice like grip.

Telinda giggles, "Oh dear, oh dear" she remarks, leaning over, "Here, thats it, the white robed people are what you want!" she calls to the tiny bronze.

On the sands, Straton blinks. He's moving....Straton peers at the bronze, now finally remembering to move, his hand gripping Tlarian's as tightly as he'll allow. His breathing comes shallow, as she shifts from left ot right, pushing a lock of wet hair from his eyes.

Mhairi gazes down at the beautiful hatchlings, holding her breath as both dragonets head toward the candidates

Selene holds her breath. "Come on, Astin...Straton...get lucky."

On the sands, Tlarian shifts slightly, hardly noticing the heat anymore as the hatchlings, especially the green hold her complete attention.

On the sands, Kemist watches the bronze buglejump. Impressive, such coordination for one newly hatched..but then he is a bronze. he grins and watches the bronzes progress across the sands and towards the candidatesa.

On the sands, Avalanche Green Dragonet seems to get confused though, as she stops in front of the group. Wait... Not here... over there, yes...over there. With a soft snort of disdain, the ghostly green stalks over to another group of Candidates. She stops, and sits for just a split second before poking her muzzle into one of the girls' face. The stark contrast between the raven black hair, and the ghostly pale green of the dragon, becomes all too apparent.

On the sands, Echo winces as Zale nearly squeezes her hand off but doesn't say a thing. She continiously brushing stray curls out of the way that have increased from the heat. She watches as the green moves to a candidate.

Lydia snaps her fingers again. "Another green!"

On the sands, Straton blinks, peering over at the green. Seems she founf a match...and what a way to do it. He looks, stepping forward to see who was chosen.

On the sands, Somewhere near the far wall a girl named Remarra kneels in front of a gold dragonet, tears streaming down her face even as she laughing says, "Hannath!"

F'lan cheer!

On the sands, Carlina glances up towards the sands, wondering if that was her name someone shouted, but then returns her attention back to the dragons on the sands.

On the sands, Echo gasps in utter amazement, "Oh Zale look." pointing to the gold.

Talika looks curiously at the green and the raven haired girl.

On the sands, Moving as gracefully as she can through the sand the Avalanche Green Dragonet is suddenly transfixed by a candidates slight movement. Warbling in excited tones she charges up to , so happy she nearly loses her poise and for a moment kicks up sand around her.

Selene applauds happily for the Gold Impression.

On the sands, Merren gasps, looking across the sands to the place where the gold has just found her partner.

Jyssica jumps, a bit startled at the cheer, and grins over at F'lan.

Eliora about elbows R'lien to death, making him look at first one impression then another, as if he isn't already watching.

Mhairi looks startled at the gold's impression, then cheers

On the sands, Zale blinks, stepping forward slightly to the green. Not turning as the girl impresses the gold. "What Savanath? Of course I'll move the shell" she bends down, caressing the green's head.

Miika belatedly notices the gold impression and her eyes widen. "So Hannath is the new queen."

On the sands, Forest Fire Bronze Dragonet cants his head and turns slightly to warble a question to his dam and sire, at their reply he shrugs, his wings mantling to display the multifarious play of light and shadow over the aileron. Furling the leading edges a little, he takes another step forward and watches a female candidate for a moment. He snorts! No, this doesn't feel right, and moves along to look at a male candidate with barefeet. He looks down, down. Hrm. That could be mighty painful. He croons, ruby-whirling eyes watching the lad's reaction.

On the sands, Astin attention is drawn to the gold, as everyone else seems to be watching as well.

F'lan winks at Jyssica and keeps watching.

On the sands, Straton blinks. "Hannath?" He mutters, looking over to see a girl kneeling in front of the gold dragonet. "Beautiful," he breathes, before looking about at the other dragonets....."Zale?"

Talika blinks at the gold, "Pretty./fg ->

You say "Zale Impressed!"

E'ster blinks, startled at the commotion of the Impression of the queen. He takes a large breath of air, it's a bit stuffy in here.

R'lien grins and bears all the elbows with a smile, watching all the impressions.

On the sands, Echo grins from ear to ear, "Zale!" she says with sincerity, "Congrats."

On the sands, Tlarian sighs as the green and Zale find each other. Then she smiles. "Good for you, Zale," she says.

On the sands, Merren blinks at Zale. "Zaley?"

Jyssica chuckles softly, and then turns to watch the hatching once again.

On the sands, Carlina smiles, "Congrats Zale!"

On the sands, Sioneva grins slightly and calls out her congratsees to the newest impressers.

On the sands, Merren beams. "Congrats, Zale!"

Eliora says "Oh look at Zale!!"

Eliora elbows R'lien yet again inher excitment.

On the sands, Zale looks up, eyes wide, as they sparkle with tears, she moves the shell, looking around as she hears the well wishes of everyone.

On the sands, Echo grins and moves closer to Merren now that Zale has impressed, "I'm so happy for ye Zale."

R'lien smiles and grins, "She'll make a good greenrider."

Telinda grins, "Oh beautiful. Well done Zale" she shouts down, knowing the noise will likely be lost.

On the sands, Straton blinks, as the bronze stops. Just what /is/ he looking at? He looks down on the ground, and moves, shifting some sand from off his feet. He stops, brows raised, as he looks back to the bronze.

Mhairi says "Oh! Zale impressed! Congradtulations!""

Lydia cheers for Zale. "Told you you'd get a green!" she shouts, not caring if she's heard orn ot on the sands.

On the sands, Kemist grins "good for you Zale!" he grins watching the bronze stop in front of..straton?

On the sands, Zale blinks, remembering to breathe.

Selene sits up straighter, and watches the bronze...and...Straton?

On the sands, Echo eyes move to Straton and the bronze wondering if.....if.....

Miika watches the young girl with her green. "It seems like the boys are being left on the sands still," she remarks to E'ster with a quiet laugh.

On the sands, Zale walks down the tunnel.

On the sands, Western Wind Egg makes a little popping noise, a small chip of egg flying off one side.

Talika just shakes her heead in amazement, "Lots of hatchlings.." she mummers.

On the sands, Echo moves to grab Merren's hand squeezing it just as tightly as she did Zales.

On the sands, Tlarian was watching Straton and the bronze breathlessly, but her head twists at the sudden pop of a shell.

E'ster grins to Miika, "Well, you just wait, that bronze and the others will find some lifemates, dear. The dragons tend to surprise us all."

Mhairi looks questioningly at Miika's comment, rmembering Melarin

On the sands, Forest Fire Bronze Dragonet follows Straton's look to the ground and nudges him, probably a little too hard in the midriff, with a egg shard-ladened muzzle. He bugles, his tail reaching to form rivelets in the sand as he tries to balance himself, wings beating a rhythm of heated air, which may indeed have the purpose of cooling those heated feet down.

On the sands, Forest Fire Bronze Dragonet stops dead in his tracks and gives a heartfelt warble as he stares into 's eyes.

Lydia watches Zale leave and sighs happily. "She'll be around here now. Ooooohhh...Straton and the bronze?"

On the sands, Merren squeezes Echo's hand tightly.

On the sands, Echo tugs on Merren's arm, "Look it's straton!" she points with her free hand.

On the sands, Carlina gives a little cheer for Stratton.

Selene blinks, and then lets out a loud Whooop! "Straton, yeah!!"

On the sands, Straton oofs, wincing as he cries, "Jays Llanth! Not so shardling hard....Lanth? Llanth!!" he blinks, kneeling down to embrace the bronze dragonet.

On the sands, Echo grins from ear to ear, "Congrats Straton."

On the sands, Astin grins over at Straton, "Congrats!"

On the sands, Tlarian squeezes Straton's hand, grinning. Then she lets go and steps away.

Talika blinks, "The bronze impressed?" she asks the obvious to some yet the oblivious to her.

On the sands, Western Wind Egg makes several popping noises and suddenly there is a bit of a tail sticking out of it! The tail flips and flops until it manages to widen the crack in the egg, forcing it to break apart.

On the sands, This handsome blue emerges from his shell with his head held in such a manner that you imagine that he thinks all of Pern has been holding its breath, waiting for his arrival. His coloring is mainly an impeccable hailstone blue, with shadings of steel grey enveloping his flanks and tail. Small pinpoints of bright true-blue are flecked over his wings, like shimmering dots of ice, fallen from the summer sky by an oddity of weather. His fingersails are a much lighter shade, a nearly blinding white that is mirrored by the shading on the tip of his tail. Small in size this young dragon more than makes up for it in attitude, his movements are slow and have a regal quality to them that you can't help but respect.

On the sands, Kemist grins as the bronze does indeed go for Straton. "Congrats" he yells over to the new pair and then looks back as another egg breaks apart.

On the sands, Sioneva's mouth forms a small 'o' as he blue appears

Lydia grins at Straton and his bronze. "I'd never've expected it, but now that boy won't be stuck with stable duty anymore. Good for him." She glances at Kylric.

Kylric nods, a bit tightly, to Lydia.

On the sands, Hailstorm Blue Dragonet struts right out from the remains of his former home. He looks around a bit and tries to focus on each of the groups of white figures. Now which one is the right one to head towards.

On the sands, Merren grins, overjoyed for his friend, "Congrats, Strat!"

On the sands, Echo continues to watch Straton then she hears the popping of the egg and immediately turns her attention to the blue.

On the sands, Kemist blinks as the breaking shards reveal abeautifully colored blue dragonet. he shifts in the sands watching in silent admiration.

On the sands, From the shards of a soft orange egg, a brown hatchling tumbles out, falling head over heels down a slope, and ending up on his rump, crying pitiously. Gathering himself, he climbs to his feet and heads out across the sands, only to stumble again, landing in a heap at the foot of a young boy from Benden. Looking up, the brown croons plaintively, and the boy bends down to help the hatchling. "It'll be ok, Cryeath. I'll take care of you," he says, untangling the brown's wings and legs.

E'ster claps his hands for S'ton and Llanth!

Miika spots one of her apprentices on the sands and smiles. "Now that one should impress the blue, it's his favorite color after all."

On the sands, Astin looks towards the blue and watches intently

On the sands, S'ton walks down the tunnel.

On the sands, Merren oooohs softly at the appearance of the blue.

On the sands, A rather large blue, colored like the sky during a lightening storm knocks over a pretty, dark haired girl and then warbles to her in concern. The girl sits up, spitting out dirt to say the hatchling's name and assure him that she's all right.

On the sands, Echo shifts about nervously watching the blue then peering around at the other candidates.

On the sands, Sioneva looks over at the newly impressed brown and his new rider, calling out congrats to the boy.

On the sands, Tlarian smiles at the lovely blue as he emerges. She shifts

her feet, standing alone now.

On the sands, Singing Stars Egg pirouttes in its hollow, the sand grains whispering like a song on the hot sands. Its surface delinated against the backdrop of Maristh's golden form, it nevertheless cries out for notice.

On the sands, Carlina smiles at the blue, knowing that she's not the right one for him right from the start.

Kylric follows the blue, eyes seemingly locked on the small form.

On the sands, Echo gapsps as her favorite egg moves, "Merren did ye see the star egg."

Selene swipes at her face, one friend got a new Lifemate...now, will the other? "Come on, Astin....."

Hilo spares a glance up the Stands, then looks back at the grounds.

Telinda laughs, "Oh Jays, least the dragon will be able to carry him." She turns and puts an arm around Straton's sister, sitting next to her, "You'll have news for your folks now."

On the sands, Merren nods quickly to Echo, "I saw it!" he nods. "Maybe it'll hatch soon..."

Lydia pats Kylric's knee gently.

Miika blinks at the blue's impression, then gets distracted by the rocking egg.

On the sands, Astin wipes at his forhead, hot and sweaty. He continues to shift, darting his glance between the eggs, the hatchlings and the other candidates around him.

On the sands, Hailstorm Blue Dragonet spots the group he wants and starts to strut across the sand towards it. He gives a creel as he gets close enough to make out the individuals, trying to determine which one it was that he spotted from the distance.

On the sands, Sioneva looks over at the blue as he creels.

E'ster's eyes are glued to the hailstorm blue, "Look Selene, at that blue one..."

Lydia leans forward to cheer Merren on. "He's gotta impress, even if Lenid'll hate losing him at the hall," she mutters under her breath, then yells encouragement again.

On the sands, Merren looks away then from the Starry egg, admiring that strong, sturdy-looking blue.

Kylric doesn't notice the pat, doesn't notice anything. He's just staring at the blue.

On the sands, A really short young lad starts to whopp loudly in the vicinity of Revarth. He throws his arms about a tornado colored brown, about knocking them both into the sand.

On the sands, Echo eyes go to the blue hearing it's creels. She knocks a wet auburn lock out of her eyes.

Selene nods. "He's lovely. Be a good match for Cheery."

Mhairi peers hopefully at Echo

Miika admires the blue from afar, not noticing the brown's impression."What an interesting color, I never knew dragonets could be so...different," she notes quietly.

On the sands, Hailstorm Blue Dragonet accidentally knocks over a small red-headed boy with an unexpected sweep of his tail. Alarmed by the lad's upset yell the hatchling almost runs in Kemist's direction, trumpeting to him in both alarm and affection.

On the sands, Singing Stars Egg jumps clear of its hollow, rolling down the mound which once held it in its protective embrace. It rolls to a stop, knocking into a tiny green dragonet whose searching the sands for her lifemate, barely missing unbalancing the poor creature.

On the sands, Kemist watches the blue get closer and looks sympathetic at the creel. H eshifts his feet and tugs at his robe, knowing that the blue will soon find his mate.

On the sands, Singing Stars Egg quivers so violently that it nearly leaps from the sand. Suddenly a web of cracks spreads over it and the egg disintegrates to reveal its inhabitant.

On the sands, Merren absently wipes the sweat from his face with the back of one hand, watching the motions of the blue.

On the sands, Tlarian glances around the sands, observing the scattered impressions. Then she looks back at the remaining eggs, clasping her hands nervously, shifting her feet against the heat.

On the sands, Every inch of this vibrant green's hide speaks of a raging storm, holding domain over a tropical island being forced clean of all signs of humanity. Her muzzle and head are the forest greens of a sky gone beyond overcast and now colored with the violent churning of outraged clouds. Her chest and back swirl with emerald, cobalt, and peridot shades mimicking a beautiful ocean brought to boil by a tempest of wind and rain. Enormous waves forcefully strike over the shores of her wings, stirring up yellow-sand shades and covering them with seaweed green, dredged up from the ocean's depths. Down the length of her spine and over her flanks palm trees bow away from the fury of the storm, their fronds whipping frantically about and occasionally breaking free to never be seen again in this local. Seemingly aware of all the activity in the hues of her hide, this green moves quickly about as if driven by the force of the storm to find the safety of her lifemate as quickly as possible.

Lydia glances at Kylric, a small frown on her face, then goes back to watching Merren, a slighlty nervous expression on her face.

On the sands, Carlina cheers for Kemist =)

On the sands, Echo eyes widen in rapt amazement as the singing star egg is no longer there and in it's place a could it be a green hatchling.

Selene smiles at the green. "She is fast...she'll make flights interesting."

Miika starts slightly at the impression of the blue, one finger poised thoughtfully on her lips.

On the sands, Kemist blinks looking down. "Mornath..are you sure?" Slowly he sinks down to the dragonets eye level and reaches out to him.."you are..Perfect!"

On the sands, Echo eyes move as she hears the cheers. She grins and smiles in congratulations to Kemist

Kylric watches the blue Impress, seemingly impassive.

On the sands, Tropical Storm Green Dragonet steps free of her shards with a snort of frustration of the process taking so long. Garnet-tinged eyes whirl as she regards the scene in front of her. Then, with tail acting like a rudder to sail a ship in rough weather, she heads off, moving quickly like a wave seeking the sanctuary of shore.

E'ster flashes a brief smile to Selene. "Any match would be wonderful for your dragon...." He blinks, turning around to Miika, "What did I miss?" He claps his hands, sensing another Impression!

On the sands, Astin's eyes shifts as a few eggs hatch at once. The main focus of his attention ends up one the Tropical Storm Green. "Oh, she's so pretty." he says softly.

Lydia jerks slightly in her seat, looking down quickly, then blinks back at the sands, her expression a determined frown now despite the happy impressions going on on the sand.

On the sands, Merren calls an encouragement across to Kemist, then follows it almost immediately with a cheer of congratulations.

On the sands, Sioneva calls out, "Congrats!" to Kemist, however, becomes to get a bit worried as she looks out at the dwindling clutch.

Kylric blinks, and looks back at Lydia for a moment, and then back out at the sands.

On the sands, Tlarian oooohs at the shifting color of the green's hide.This one is perfect!

Miika points at Kemist and his dragonet. "That blue found its mate, and the green just tumbled out, not many eggs left, are there?"

On the sands, Merren grins to Echo, "Isn't that a pretty one?" he says, nodding to the green.

On the sands, Kemist beams to those around him as he gestures to Mornath. "Food..this way.."

On the sands, Echo looks back at the green hoping since there are so few left.

On the sands, Kemist walks down the tunnel.

On the sands, Echo nods staring at the green, "She's perfect Merren."

Selene smiles. "Thank you, E'ster." and sighs as she makes a quick count. "Oh please... comeon, Astin."

Lydia shakes her head at Kylric quickly, then looks back at the sands, straining on the edge of her seat to see Merren.

Eliora chews on her fingernails a bit, watching the dragonets slowly pair up with candidates.

On the sands, Carlina looks out at the green and whispers to herself, edging over a bit towards the candidates the pretty dragon is looking at.

On the sands, Summer Ocean Egg gives off an interesting tapping noise from somewhere within. Before many seconds have passed you see the tip of a muzzle poking out. The rest of the hatchling follows closely behind, forcing the egg to give way.

On the sands, The cool tranquility of crystal, peridot green waters has settled about her graceful tail, dappled occasionally by visions of underwater treasures: pale shimmerings of coral. Soft eddies lap up over her tail and then onto her flanks, the color spreading quickly like ocean water driven by a tropical breeze. The wind picks up as it races along the the onset of her wings, the water turning a darker, tempest shade of green so that by the time it reaches the supple curve of her neck the color glitters like carelessly tossed emeralds. Flares of black evergreen, the darkest of colors dredged up from the bottom of the sea by the most violent of storms rage over each wing. A catastrophe of hues swell one upon another until white-caps break free to rampage up over the current of her neck and onto her eyeridges. The color builds in intensity down the length of her muzzle until it finally collapses into the near black of an eastern beach.

Talika watches the green, and the candis, trying to guess who'll impress.

On the sands, Sioneva smiles as another green hatches, looking between greens.

On the sands, Tlarian takes a quick breath. Another green. Oh, maybe...

On the sands, Carlina bounces a little, two green dragons out at the same time. =)

You say "Another green! She's a pretty one."

Lydia notes the shrinking number of eggs and dragonets and sighs softly. Glancing around the cavern, her gaze pauses for a moment on the WL, then she hears cracking of an egg and her eyes dart back to the sands to see the green pop out of her shell.

On the sands, Merren ooohs softly as the last egg hatches.

E'ster says, "Hard to say, Miika.. who knows which ones will hatch? Maristh and Revarth has a very fine clutch, we'll just have to see. There's a green one!"

Hilo watches, scooting forward in his seat a little.

Miika leans back slightly, nodding at the new green.

On the sands, Echo gasps, Ooooo to greens. She bounces a little on her toes. Why must I itch right now, scartching her back roughly.

Cassie grins at Hilo's excitement.

R'lien leans forward in his seat, grinning like he was twenty turns younger at his own hatching.

On the sands, A sand storm bronze bugles so loudly at his new found partner that the boy's hair is blown back a bi.

On the sands, Tlarian pushes her braid back over her shoulder again, watching the two greens as they struggle out of the shards.

On the sands, Tropical Storm Green Dragonet rushes along like a sail billowing with wind. She snorts at one candidate, the storm for which she resembles brewing under proud delinated headknobs, reflected only by her snouts of dissappointment and blood-red eyes that whirl faster and faster.

On the sands, Tsunami Green Dragonet shimmies and shakes, trying to dislodge the shards from her hide, but fails. Snapping her tail in frustration, she rumbles softly, starting across the Sands.

Jyssica whistles softly, "A lot of greens." she murmers.

Talika Grins slightly, taking her gueses.

You say "Come on....Astin, please....."

On the sands, Echo eyes follow the tropical green then move immediately to the other as she hopes.....one will come her way.

Selene crosses her fingers and a few of them pop.

Miika's eyes quickly gauge the number of candidates remaining, her expression pensive.

Hilo glances over at Cassie, and, after a grin and a shrug, looks back to the sands.

Eliora tugs on R'lien's sleeve and points at the greens, wondering who they will choose.

E'ster tilts his head and asks, "Hoping for someone, Selene?"

On the sands, Merren stands very still, really...though suddenly a chuckle bubbles up out of nowhere, as he thinks about where he is and what he's doing.

On the sands, Tlarian shifts from one foot to another as she starts to notice the incredible heat, finally. She whispers to herself "Oh, I wish..."

On the sands, Carlina smiles and watches the Tsunami Green closely, hoping she gets looked at.

On the sands, Astin's eye again are moveing between both hatchlings. He watches quietly, the expression of awestill on his face.

Selene nods. "A friend....the dragons will pick..." and shrugs.

On the sands, Echo looks over at Merren hearing his merriment, "Merren?"

Mhairi whishes that all the candidates could impress, but hopes at least Echo will.

On the sands, Merren grins across at Echo, "Hmmm?" he asks, watching the stately progress of the dragonets.

Lydia rolls her eyes upwards at Merren's mirth. "Oh, not now, Merren, only a few left, you have to impress..."

R'lien grins at Eliora and points out the two cutest girls out there.

Eliora laughs at R'lien's response as if that's what she expected him to say.

On the sands, Echo attention move to Merren to the two greens as she brushes a disobedient curl out of her eye.

On the sands, Tropical Storm Green Dragonet cants her head. Hrm. What was that? Talons gouge holes, that immediately fill, in the sand as she dashes over to a particular candidate and looks at him -- studying carefully. She stretches out the edges of one wing and looks at it, then the candidate in front of her. Similar. He's not so graceful himself just yet -- seems to be, yes definetely all wings and legs. Not much too him at all, but maybe, just maybe. She croons.

On the sands, Tsunami Green Dragonet slowly begins to gain speed, like that of a tsunmi heading towards shore. Her rumbles turn to excited warbles as she nears the one she wants. Bowling over a couple of careless candidates, the green rushes towards her chosen one.

On the sands, Sioneva hmms, looking between the green and 'him'

Lydia unwittingly holds her breath, willing her friend to impress.

On the sands, Echo watches and waits....

On the sands, The Tsunami Green Dragonet stops in front of Tlarian and gives a questioning warble that turns into an elated croon of impressed delight!

On the sands, Merren chuckles quietly.

On the sands, Carlina takes a quick step not to get bowled over by the Tsuanmi Green.

Selene grips her knuckles white, and holds her breath.

On the sands, Echo grins, "Congrats 'rian."

On the sands, Merren sidesteps also, getting out of the way of Tlarian's new lifemate.

On the sands, A thin girl picks herself up after the Tsunami green pushes her out of way, and finds herself looking right into the glittering eyes of a cyclone brown dragonet.

On the sands, Sioneva says "Congrats."

On the sands, Astin stands ready, watching both greens at once. He grins at Tlarian as Impression is made and then watches the last green.

E'ster blinks, gasping at Tlarian's Impression. "Look.. at that green one with 'rian!"

On the sands, Tlarian reaches out to skritch the green's shoulder. "Of course, Yvonneth!" Then she gasps, and throws her arms around the dragonet, tears streaming unnoticed down her face.

Miika folds her arms in her lap as she notices the lessening numbers of dragonets on the sands. "Yes, they look so happy...and such a pretty name."

Mhairi says "all these stom patterned dragonets..."

On the sands, Echo smiles broadly happy for Tlarian

Selene chuckles. "Hints for stormy mating flights, maybe?"

On the sands, Carlina picks herself up off the sands where she ended up after tripping over the lose hem of her robe, brushing the sand off her back.

Talika looks curiously at Selene, confuse by the coment.

On the sands, Tropical Storm Green Dragonet hrmfs. The boy, yes boy she snorts, with the funny mark on the side of his face, laughs, at me! She unfurls her wings to display the flicker of light along the wingspars, covering Merren's head in the mantled display. Look, I have pretty green hide and you laugh at me! She bugles, enough to almost deafen, and then warbles a question.

On the sands, With a soft rustling of almost dry wings the Tropical Storm Green Dragonet passes several candidates by and gently bumps her head towards her chosen one. She looks up into Merren's eyes and gives an endearing creel.

On the sands, Echo Ooooss as Carlina falls in the hot sand, "You o.k.?" she asks.

On the sands, Echo looks back at Merren and gasps, "Merren!" she says merrily.

On the sands, Tlarian skritches yvonneth again, then gently leads her off the sands.

On the sands, Tlarian walks down the tunnel.

Lydia lets out a whoop. "Merren got the green!" She practically leaps from her seat.

On the sands, Carlina picks herself up and smiles, "I'm okay." =)

On the sands, Sioneva says "Congrats merren!"

On the sands, Merren blinks, and falls to his knees. "You're beautiful, Hexenth," he says humbly, and wraps his arms about her.

Kylric sits, staring at the now-empty sands.

On the sands, Echo smiles down at the pair not realizing yet that she hasn't impressed.

On the sands, Carlina smiles and walks over to squeeze Echo's hand, saying "Congrats Merren." Then she gives a little sigh and looks at the empty sands.

Talika looks at the empty sands then aroun, "That's it?" s he ask queitly.

E'ster gives Miika a comfort-hug. "There isn't enough for everyone, unfortunately.. no need to get worried- enjoy the hatching, there rest of the candidates may stand later, the dragons Searched them." He grins at Merren, shouting "Congrats!" to him, though unfortunately it does not exceed the rumble of the crowd.

Hilo grins at the sands.

Lydia claps for her friend. "Merren and Hexenth, wonderful!" THen she glances at Kylric and sobers down slightly.

On the sands, Merren chuckles again, getting a bit unsteadily to his feet, beaming at his friends and then foccussing completely on his new friend. "Food... yes... right away!"

On the sands, Echo squeezes Carlinas hand back and looks sadly out at the sands too.

On the sands, Merren walks down the tunnel.

Selene sighs softly, as she sees no more eggs, and Astin, still left...alone.

Kylric nods, very slowly. "I think," he says quietly, "That I'm going to get very, very drunk."

R'lien smiles and turns to pick up Eliora in a big hug.

Miika nods at E'ster. "I know, Zayari didn't impress. But she'll be welcome back at the hall." She glances around at the dispersing crowd. "I hate to ask this, E'ster, but is there anything to eat in the Weyrhall? I haven't eaten all day, and then this Hatching came up..."

Eliora hugs R'lien back and then whispers to him, pointing at the sands questioningly.

Telinda cheers, "Oh lovely! I do so love it when they find their lifemates quickly." She looks around, "Well, there's food and wine in the hall. Who's going to join me?!"

On the sands, Echo stands just looking around not knowing what to do feeling intermingles emotions of happiness for her friends and sadness for herself.

Jyssica sighs softly as the hatching is over, "Ooh, and that's all?" she asks, still watching the sands.

Jyssica puts a hand on her stomach, "Food and wine?" she looks up to see who was offering.

Lydia sees R'lien and Eliora hug out of the corner of her eye, then sits by Kylric again. "Telinda just announced there's wine in the hall," she mentions.

Mhairi frowns, "I missed the last impression, what happened?"

Eliora and R'lien smiles and heads down to talk to the remaining candidates.

Kylric nods. "I think," he says, "That I'll be found there."

On the sands, R'lien strides over from an archway leading off the sands.

Telinda rubs her hands together, "Well if noone comes, I'll have to eat and drink on my own!"

E'ster says to Miika, "Sure... sure, I'll give you plenty of time to eat before taking you back to your hall. What would you like, there's probably a special dinner being already prepared for the occasion.", before waving to Eli and R'lien.

Lydia hops to her feet and grabs Kylric's hand. "Come on then, before R'lien drinks it all. We'll go steal a few wineskins."

Miika nods, rising to her feet. "Yes, let's go."

On the sands, Echo hangs her head a bit, her eyes glancing about as she spots R'lien.

On the sands, R'lien smiles, "I'm sorry ya'll didn't find your lifemates this time... but you are all welcome to remain here at Southern Weyr and stand again for our next clutch. Perhaps yer mate will be amongst those eggs."

On the sands, Astin nods

On the sands, Echo gives a faint smile, "Aye perhaps." she says softly, "'Tis my first time and all."

Kylric stands, holding on to Lydia's hand tightly. "Okay," he says, heading down the stairs.

On the sands, Sioneva nods slowly and saddly as she looks at R'lien.

Hilo looks over at Cassie. "Should we go to the Hall?"

E'ster looks down at the sands, presenting a warm and compassionate smile to the candidates still there, and then heads out of the heat of the sands.

On the sands, Carlina squeezes Echo's hand again, "There will be next time."

On the sands, Echo nods, "Aye I'm sure there will be." she says hopefully.

Cassie hmms? a bit distractedly, then smiles and nods. "Sure...I never did get to finishmy meal..."

Hilo nods, and chuckles softly. "There should be plenty of food there.

On the sands, R'lien smiles, "We still have the tapestry party waiting for us back in the hall, if you feel like being around folks...

On the sands, Echo shrugs, "I'll try." she says softly almost whispering.

Hilo stands.

On the sands, Echo looks at Carlina, "Wan't to go?"

On the sands, Echo looks at R'lien, "You going to the party?"

On the sands, Astin nods, "I think I will go.." he sighs, "COuld be fuN!"

On the sands, Carlina squeezes Echo's hand, "Well, I'm hoping R'than will be there."

On the sands, R'lien smiles and nods, "I'm definately going to go."

On the sands, Echo smiles, "Maybe he'll be." she says softly.

On the sands, R'lien says "After I talk to the others a bit... ya'll go on ahead."

On the sands, Echo finally grins, "All right see ya there." she calls out after R'lien.

On the sands, Echo sighs, "Shall we go then?"