Ikynath's Clutch {HATCHING}

[Ichigo/Satou/Makan]

The eggs were twitching again, cracks slowly running down the shells. It was time consuming, the slow moving cracks that any eyes could easily follow. One egg shell fell apart, two halves spread out and the little red hided hatchling beneath shaking shell off her head. She made a loud cry of excitement and headed in the direction of the females. One was worthy of her beauty, but one alone.

Clutchmates of hers were next to escape their shells. A blue hided beauty, his hide pale and having almost a white hue, pulled his body free of the eggs. His brother, a large, powerful brown, was next freed. The brown made an almost roar and rushed in the direction of Trast(?), followed by his blue brother.

The blue raced the brown to Trast, manging to move along the boys faster because of his small size, but the brown tackled him and knocked the blue into the sands. Boys were stepping back from the fight as the two realized they wished for the same boy.

The blue turned his head and bit the tail of the brown as he tried to leave the blue be, but the blue wasn't going to allow it! It was his mine! No one else's!

The Brown swung his tail and hit the blue in the face, hurting one of the blue's eyes and sending it back a few feet. The blue screamed in pain, one eye closed and body shaking with sadness. He was beaten...

He cried once more and winked between, leaving the brown to his.
||Trastmine? Forgive Hinemoth for what he just did, please?|| the brown mindspoke sadly, feeling awful for what he had caused the blue to do.

[Rei/Tarn/ L'kouree/Trast/Seit]

Trast watched in horror as he understood what was going on. two dragons...and one had died. he felt bad for the blue, but tried not to show it. he didn't want Hinemoth to feel bad.
"...it's ok..." he mumbled, trying to look like he meant it. but the words of the Masterherder from his youth echoed in his head.
"the nature of life is that the strong live, and the weak die. it can't really be helped," That's what the Masterherder said when I was a kid...if that's so...then what am I doing here? ||feeding your Hinemoth?|| suggested the brown carefully, in answer to Trast's unspoken question.

Trast smiled then, a rare enough thing for his face, but truly sincere.
"of course..." he went to go find food for Hinemoth, the brown dragon following him.

[Siera/Mellody/K'lin]

Kalin ran onto the sands. He bowed quickly to the weyrwoman and the queen. He knew that there was not much chance of impressing but he would try.

[Ichigo/Satou/Makan]

The red moved towards the girls, faster now, and pressed her snout on the leg of Lent.
||Lentmine. Jioth hungers.||

Another egg shattered, yet another proud bronze. The egg shell fell to the side and the bronze broke free, quickly followed by his brown brother.

||Kalin! Your Jinth hungers!!!|| Yelled the brown.

[Siera/Mellody/K'lin]

Kalin watched as the red impressed and clapped polietly. His eyes were soon on the brown and bronze. He looked down at the brown and smiled. ~Of course I'll feed you.~ He said smiling. ~Please hurry K'linmine. I'm very hungry~

[Pirate]

Lent staggered back a few paces, Eyes wide with shock. She had not acpected this to happen, She had not wanted this to happen. But how could one walk away from their dragon the onw fate had meant them to be with untill death. She rocked forward sinking to her knees in front of her Jioth.
"Why me?" Lent cried feeling tormented and betrayed for unknown reasons.
|You are my mine...Jioth does not wish to casue her mine to cry| Said the dragon aghast for there were tears leaking down her cheeks.
"It not you...It them!" She cried not saying for 'them' was. But hands clenched at her sides and knuckles turned almost white.
|Then I hate 'them'| Said Jioth stoutly extended her neck to rud her head against her Lent's cheek.

[K'roi-A'den-Devyn]

Far from unabashed at his late entry, Aiden walked as fast as he could without running onto the hot sands. He had no excuses for being late. In fact, he wasn't all that sure himself why he was late. It was more of a personal decision thing. After all, why would a drudge have any chance of impression?
However, if he had been searched, then there was that chance, and he was willing to take it. It had just taken a bit of self convincing to get his candidate robes on and himself moving towards the hatching sands.
Now, he paused before the Queen gold and the Weyrwoman Ichigo, bowing deeply with that reverent respect that he held for only dragonriders of any color.
"Please pardon my tardyness." Was all he said, then moved to what was left of the line of male candidates. It was with a sinking heart that he saw most of the eggs had already hatched, and successfuly impressed. Taking a deep breath, he let it out slowly, then stood to wait, feeling terribly self conscientious among the younger candidates, though from his height, one could not truely tell that was was a solid 18 instead of being like one of the 'normal' younger candidates.

[Ichigo/Satou/Makan]

||Aidenmine! Your Menuath hungers!|| Yelled the large bronze as he plowed through the males to his.

[Rei/Tarn/ L'kouree/Trast/Seit]

Seit walked onto the sands in his white robes, barely arriving in time. he wasn't concerned, though. he was generally mellow in all things. he had only just arrived. his face was in a smile as he stood where the boys were supposed to stand. his crystal-clear blue eyes were laughing, though he was silent. his red hair was neat and perfectly cut, asif he made a note to cut it often. he was not vain, but was rather precise about his apperance. afterall, he was really all he had.
He had a good feeling about today. something about the air of tension as the crowd wondered at what the final eggs would hold, and who they would go to. yet this candidate wasn't worried. what would come, would come, and that would be that. he would impress, or he wouldn't. he thought of an old song his mother had sang him as a child. he hummed it under his breath.
what is cut will grow again...what is slain lives on...what is stolen...will remain...what is gone is gone. he though the words to himself, closing his eyes and forgetting all else for a moment.

[Ichigo/Satou/Makan]

Another one of the shaking eggs spilit apart, a rather large brown dragon pulling himself out of the crack. He almost seemed to groan in pain as he final fell forward, cracking the rest of the egg that encaged him and slowly getting to his feet.

He turned his head around, wondering if the boy that was his waited for him on the sands or if none there were for him.

Another egg shell formed a crack, the opening on the molten shell coming from the bottom and leaking upward. As the crack might its starting point a blue dragon dartted out, trying to get away from the egg as quickly as possible. Though he didn't know who in the crowds was his yet, he seemed to know one was for him.

At the same time, a thrashing sound was heard at another egg was destoried. A bronze had broken his shell with a single swipe from his tail and was now making sure it was completly useless as a cage by smashing it with his body.

[Rei/Tarn/ L'kouree/Trast/Seit]

Seit watched the three dragons, his eyes lingering on them. he wouldn't become attached to the sight of any dragons left. no need. he waited, standing with his hands behind his back and his head tilted to a side. it was interesting to watch, really. each was looking for something. he had heard of times when the dragon new instantaniously who they were meant for. there was only one thing he wished then: that they all found someone. he had seen it when he had watched hatchings before. there was nothing sadder, in his eyes, than a dragonet going between. he loathed that mournful keening that echoed through his soul like the final words of the dying....

he felt a little weighted down, remembering all the deathbed sentaments and those few hatchings he had seen with the dying young ones, the dreadful keening and the words made the dying all the worse. but he wouldn't focus on that. today was a new day, a new path. a new destiny. and these little ones...would have to make it themselves. suck it up, be strong, and find someone. or just wait as long as they did.

[Ichigo/Satou/Makan]

The brown turned his head swiftly to the Seit and rushed over, stumbling a bit and struggling not to fall forward.
||Your Choth is here Seitmine!|| Cried the young brown as he stopped in front of Seit||Here is yours!||

[Rei/Tarn/ L'kouree/Trast/Seit]

"I am glad to hear that, Choth...I was almost worried." He said, his already glorious smile broadening to many times its natrual size. he soaked in the sight of the brown for a few more minutes. he then began walking the brown towards the foodbowls.
<<almost?>>

"I never get worried unless it's absolutely nessicary." he explained. that was Seit's rule number 37 of 440. he had a lot because he had a lot of opinions, most of which he wouldn't force on anyone.

[Harpertrue]

(ooc_ -shifty eyes- We'll pretend Rilot's been on the Sands the whole time...)

Rilot had watched with solemn eyes as the other Candidates Impressed. He blinked all emotion from his eyes, attempting to put on a mask on indifference. But he couldn't find a speck of indifference in him from which to form it. Usually the young boy was good at making an emotionless mask. It had helped him when he got in trouble at his hold, but recently he had practised hiding the rage and sorrow from his unexpected finding from the back of the blue Search dragon.

Then disgusted with his failed attempts to make a mask he tugged on a smile. He could find a little happiness in his life. After all, was he on the Weyr Hatching Sands or not? The smile was genuine, mostly happy, partly hoping. I can do this, just calm down, he told himself.

[Ichigo/Satou/Makan]

The head of the proud bronze seemed now to point at the body of one of the boy canidates. It was then that he moved along the line of males rather quickly, searching for his mine at an alarming speed.


The blue cried out for the canidates, knowing his was there, but maybe lost in the sea of canidates.

Another egg sheviered before exploding in a dazzling display of shell bits. It was a green, small and quiet, looking almost shy for hatching at such a late time.
Her body was a dark shade of green and he moved towards the males, stopping in front of hers.
||Does Rilot, Jinyoth's mine, anger for her late hatching?||

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