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Post by Feline Protector on Mar 29, 2004 10:47:31 GMT -5
"Hmm. Not alot of young canidates are there? A well, the sooner they shall fly. But, sadly, there are only a few more turns for thread left, and after that, well.."
She shook her head and looked to the sky.
"I suppose we will have to be content, eh?"
{Edit by Ichi. Years=Turns}
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Post by K'roi-A'den-Devyn on Mar 29, 2004 15:31:26 GMT -5
"Content...one would think that having us free from thread would be a good thing...but the dragons won't have that much use after thread is gone." K'roi admitted.
"I remember looking into some of the older histories that told of how respect for dragonriders and the weyrs declined after a pass was completed. The holders actually though that thread was a myth at one time."
A sigh took him then, and he grew worried for their future, for the future of the dragons in general. Would there come a time when they were totally disreguarded?
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Post by Feline Protector on Mar 29, 2004 16:23:10 GMT -5
She hugged K'roi gently.
"I'm sure that if that ever happens, it will not come about while we are alive, m'love."
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Post by Ichigo/Satou/Makan on Mar 29, 2004 16:27:02 GMT -5
Satou looked at the eggs, Makan now standing next to her.
"May we... Could I...Please touch an egg?" She asked the Jr.Weyrwoman "Or is this a bad time?"
IChigo smiled at Ruvna and her Weyrmate, feeling a bit jealous. She wished more then anything death hadn't taken her love away.
Ichigomine, is it not grand that the eggs are hard enough to touch? I believe Fannith did well for a first clutch.
Me too, Ikynath dear. I believe that large egg next to where your golden beauty was... I think its bronze, judging the size.
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Post by Feline Protector on Mar 29, 2004 16:37:58 GMT -5
"Yes, of corse you may touch them." She motioned to her to come forward.
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Post by Ichigo/Satou/Makan on Mar 29, 2004 16:43:41 GMT -5
Satou smiled and walked forward, slowly and carefully. She didn't want any harm to come to the beautiful shells, the little dragons who were already more then half her height.
The clutch was small, with a few large eggs that were likely to contain a bronze or brown. There were also many small eggs, eggs about the size of a green or blue, perhaps even a rare white.
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Post by Feline Protector on Mar 29, 2004 16:48:39 GMT -5
She smiled and watcher her move about the eggs. She remebered, long ago, when she did the same. She was never serched for the Queen's eggs, no, she was serched for a green, perhaps a blue if she was lucky.
You where better than all of them, just willing to show that you could Impress[, not caring what color. I valued that.
Ruvna smiled at Fannith's words.
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Post by K'roi-A'den-Devyn on Mar 29, 2004 16:48:56 GMT -5
K'roi returned the hug, then turned back to again watch the candidates and eggs.
Devyn moved about the eggs, and a smaller one caught his attention. It was just a bit darker of color than some of those around it, and it seemed to stand out, atleast to him. Moving, he knelt next to the egg, and placed both hands upon the smooth surface, wondering at the warmth the eggs possessed.
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Taylun|J'tan|Crow
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Taylun, Weyrling of Green Anuth/ Jertan, Weyrling of Brown Memoroth/ Crow, Harper, Candidate
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Post by Taylun|J'tan|Crow on Mar 29, 2004 20:28:02 GMT -5
Crow, the newest addition to the ever growing candidates list, stepped onto the scortching sand. It was warm even through her tough boots. This was just a touching nothing to be worried about. Even so, her brow furrowed with the flood of axitious thoughts.But al,most as suddenly as it had come, her face was wiped of all emotion, and her features were stoic. She made her way to the Sr. Weyrwoman, the Jr. Weyrwoman, and the Jr. Weyrleader; presenting a small bow to each of them in turn. "Exuse me, my good Weyrwoman Ruvna, I ask of your and Fannith's permissiom to join the other candidates in the touching." Her voice sounded like a spring breeze through the golden medow, but her black hair and bule eyes gave her an aura of command.
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Post by Feline Protector on Mar 30, 2004 16:57:14 GMT -5
Ruvna smiled and nodded. "Yes, do touch them. All the better, eh?"
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Post by Feline Protector on Apr 2, 2004 12:49:43 GMT -5
Junni slipped in, as if she was afraid to be seen there. She was older than the Jr. Weyrwoman, but that was fine with her. She gave a slight bow and walked out, her face void of any emotions as she glanced at the eggs. She made towards the smallest one, an odd clearish sheel. Everyone seemed to ignore it, so why not touch it? No one though it would hatch, so it wouldn't hurt. Oddly, it seemed that Fannith was watching that one egg intently.
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Post by Neou and Korint on Apr 5, 2004 9:51:40 GMT -5
Korint, still obviously thinking greatly of himself, proceeded to touch not only the largest egg in Finnath's clutch, but the one which was most elaboretly decorated. He knew, as every other Candidate knew, that an egg such as this most likely held a bronze, or something of a new hue that would be masculine and large. Or so Korint thought. His logic made strange sense, even to those who knew him well, which was not many. Korint was a horrible human being, to put it simply. He sought onlyl revenge and death upon Neou, and a few others. His jealousy knew no bonds, and he seemed to radiate bad feelings upon the eggs. He was not the sort to have about the Hatching Grounds, yet they could not deny a Candidate his right to touch the eggs. Not at all, and Korint knew this well enough.
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Post by Feline Protector on Apr 5, 2004 10:14:12 GMT -5
Junni ganced at the boy moving around to touch the best looking and largest eggs. She was happy with the little one that she had, though she knew in her heart that only a green would come out of that. There was one other egg the caught her eye, and unfortunitly, it was the one closest to Fannith. She smiled at the silver queen and bowed, moving towards the. The shell was a soft white, almost transparent, and yet, not. She lay a hand on the large egg, before seeing the boy make his was towards it. She withdrew her hand and scampered over towards the green, where she could think in peace.
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Post by Luna on Apr 5, 2004 19:21:54 GMT -5
Luna sheepishly bowed to the jr. Wyerwoman and the Weyrwoman, stuttering a hello. She watched the others touch the eggs, and was drawn to one of them. she placed a gentle hand on it, careful not to push too hard. she wondered if she was going to impress, like so few of her family did. (Like a dragon would like me.) She thought bitterly, turning away with a slump. Hatoko chirped in protest, along with Chii and Ohjiro. Misaki mewed in her arm, reaching up to lick her impressed's cheek.
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Teryl
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Post by Teryl on Apr 17, 2004 18:16:12 GMT -5
Teryl had walked the corridor between the Hatching Sands and the candidate barracks five times. The first three times had been to memorize the route, but by the fifth, she was just stalling.
She peered out onto the hatching grounds, reminding herself this was only a Touching. Better to make mistakes now then at the hatching.
Her nervousness abated somewhat after the first step onto the Sands. She was now commited and did not have the option of turning back.
As she got closer to the eggs, she froze for a second at the fantastic sight of them, drinking in every detail of the patterned shells. Then she remembered her manners and took a few paces forward, almost tripping, to stand in front of the magnificent silver Queen and her rider. She bowed as deeply as she could manage without falling, then spoke the carefully rehearsed words; "May I request your permission to touch the eggs?" She was proud to detect only the slightest sqeak in her voice.
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