Malaracyth's clutch hatching

[Bookworm]

Once again, Maylina was relieved to see a Green impress a girl, meaning less competition for her. Her attention snapped back to the eggs as the biggest one began to hatch. Although she was most interested in the Gold, she had to admit, that big black egg had her intrigued. Her eyes widened in rare admiration at the large black hatchling. She was beautiful! And even bigger than a Gold. She headed for the candidates with pure confidence, and Maylina gasped softly as the hatchling stopped before her. Ah, Mine, Aren't I the best thing that happened to Pern since dragons were made? Now can we just get a little food for this great dragon. My name is Renth by the way, if you wanted to know.[/color]

Maylina smiled, a smile of pure joy, untainted by the usual malice. She reached out and lifted Renth's head, looking right into her rainbow whirling eyes. Yes, Renth, you are the best. Together, we shall make history.

Renth nodded once, then turned and pranced off towards the food. Maylina followed, her head held high and proud. She was happy to be the first Ebonyrider of Pern.

[Zen]

Zenniel sighed with longing as the two greens Impressed. She was happy for their riders, really. And another girl had Impressed! That was perfect, which meant that Zenniel either had more chances of Impressing herself... or she would be one of the few that would be 'unImpressed' and left on the sands. Zenniel would rather have the first choice, but the second wouldn't have been bad, seeing as she was already an outcast.

Then the large egg shook. Then the large egg cracked. Then the large egg broke, shattered in a million pieces. The hatchling inside the large egg was a very... 'obsessive' black. Obsessive because she pranced to the female candidate lines, her head held high. Instantly Zenniel felt fear. What would Zenniel do with a dragon like her? Zenniel would surely die, if her dragon's manner was anything like that one's was. But Zenniel, dutifully remembering everything anyone ever said, remembered that the Candidatemaster had said that once you Impress your fears and worries melt away.

Would that work with Zenniel, too?

Zenniel, being naturally shy, naturally apt to be the last one picked, and naturally apt to not be picked at all, was not one of the ones to believe that. She was fairly intelligent, and knew that nothing could happen so fast as to melt your heart. Even that girl, that cold girl, Maylina, hadn't ... no wait, she had. Zenniel stared, transfixed, as she watched Maylina smile a pure smile of joy. This was not her normal smile, but the smile was held for only a moment, a fleeting second in time, before the girl once again grew haughty and cold.

An 'obsessive' dragon for a cold, anger-filled girl. The perfect match.

Was Zenniel's match in those eggs? The girl felt nausia begin to grip her stomach, coming in waves so fast that she barely got over the previous before the next would come. She clenched her stomach with one hand. Oh, get the Hatching over with! Zenniel would die if she had to have all these eyes on her, all these prying, searching dragons. It felt as if every single one knew what she was thinking at any given amount of time. It felt like they weren't choosing her because she was shy! What was she going to do?

Leave the sands?

But she couldn't do that! If she left the sands... then if her dragon was in this clutch... it would surely go between! The girl groaned, both inwardly and out, and tried to stay standing. She started to shake, though. She couldn't help it. Everyone, it seemed, was staring at her...

Willing her to do something stupid...

[Yamamoto]

Bamre watched as the large black hatched form the egg. He then watch its demeanor as it walked to the girls side. She was very haughty. He thought to himself Oh great. He then watched as the black dragon walked right up to Maylina and impress her. This made him fume he knew this was not going to turn out well with that dragon acting just like Maylina. That girl would just turn into a worse jerk then she already was. Purth then looked up at him and said What is it Mine? Barme then got to were he was eye level with Purth and pointed at Maylina and said You see that girl Purth. Her name is Maylina well she is not a nice person. She is very mean and a bully and if I am right her dragon is the same way. We can only hope the gold gets a good rider to control that ebony. Purth then looked at him and said questioningly Mine I understand that if you have met Maylina that you could know if she is mean, but why are you judging my sister when you do not know her. Barme smiled at Purth and said to him Well my little friend you know how we are the same. I believe that your sister is the same as the girl she as chosen. Purth did not say anything for a few seconds then he replied You might be right Mine, but I would like us to see for ourselves. Bamre nodded and replied to Purth Ok my little friend I will wait, but I still think that she will turn out mean. I also promise you I will not let them say anything about you. Purth then replied happily and began to rub his head against Bamre's arm Thank you Mine for listing. I knew I picked right when I chose you Mine.

[shadowreine]

Three eggs left, including the gold. Faranth, what if she -did- Impress her? Tirlynna didn't -want- the gold. Or a dragon like that big black, clearly a new kind of dragon...and clearly an arrogant so and so. So was her rider, for that matter.

Maybe the normal looking remaining egg was a green, maybe it would...and then her eyes fell on Zenniel. The other girl's face was slowly changing towards that precise color. Without even thinking, she walked over towards her.

"Zenniel...are you alright?"

She wasn't even watching the rest of the eggs any more...

[Minnow]

As the ruby egg burst, Andicher's breath caught. This was his best chance, or so he guessed. What if the dragonet- The negative thought was interrupted by the large brown he found approaching him. Recalling what F'mar had said about being careful not to get run over, the boy shuffled a half-step to the side, but the brown kept on, halting before him. Not worthy of Impressing? That is silly, A'cher. You are more than worthy of your Halsningath.

The boy saw spots for a second, before sinking to his knees, throwing his arms around Halsningath's stout neck, and bending his head in disbelief. This strong, proud, brown was his? A'cher-mine, why doubt your Halsningath's choice? Are you not glad? The hatchling gently butted his impressed to a standing position. Then, Andicher smiled, for the first time in the whole hatching. I couldn't be happier. Come, let's get you fed! The pair escorted each other across the Sands, following the others who were now too complete.

[Franny]

Then another of the strange eggs started to shake, the teal one with silver stripes and all eyes focussed on it. Nobody noticed under the shards of other eggs that there was a blue egg with white stripes that looked to hold a blue shaking. That is, until a dainty, but muscular brown popped out of the egg, scattering shards from its egg and others everywhere. With this, the brown moved toward the boys, stopped, sniffed, and then struck out at the boy like he wasn't worthy of it. Then the brown came toward the girls. The brown struck at any that got to close for its liking, and Getrara was running around, trying to avoid the dragon while bandaging people up.

Meanwhile the teal egg with silver stripes came apart in four quartes showing a silver dragon that was smaller than the ebony but bigger than a gold would be. At this time, the gold egg and the small eg began to shake.

Getrara accidentally got to close to the brown dragon and stopped as she heard, Ah, Mine, I have found you and can protect you from these mean people now. Can we have some food. Your Copper Puroth is hungry and she is afraid that not getting food might mar her beautiful looks.

Meanwhile the silver took it's time slowly walking to all through all the male candidates. Suddenly it stopped at Eldan and said, Ah, there you are mine, it never hurts to take awhile though. Nope, it doesn't hurt, but hasty actions can hurt.

In the meantime, the gold egg burst open, showing a bright, yellowish gold dragon that was just slightly smaller than the silver and seemed to have "Dust patches" here and there on her hide. She walked over and stood guard over the tiny egg that was shaking, as if to make sure none tried to harm this would be clutch sibling.

egg 5: It had fancy silver stripes on top of a teal colored egg.
Rider: E'dan
Name: Zuiveth
Came From: Zuiver is pure in Dutch
Color: You could say that Zuiveth was a silver with tarnished swirls on his body. He is biger than a queen, with a winglength of about that will equal about 125 feet when he is a full adult dragon. His body shines in the sun and you can't even tell that he has tarnished swirls. He could be considered handsome, in a dragon way. He is built for strength and speed, with his big wings and narrow, not very balky body.
Personality: He often catching the lady dragon eyes', but they don't often catch his, except on a rare occasion when he might fly them. He always flies when ebony flies though. Unlike E'dan, he is often very lazy because he doesn't like to move his huge body when he doesn't have to. He would rather sit around and have stuff brought to him. When needed he will move though. His goal in life he claims is to make E'dan a calmer person.
Color Code: Silver


egg 14: It has white veins over top of a blue color. This egg's color looks like the mineral we know of as sodalite.
rider: Getrara
Dragon name: Puroth
Came from: Puro means pure in Itallian
Color: Now this color can boggle people minds. This girl is a pretty brown dragon that seems to sparkle. This girl is a metallic brown, called a copper. She is very small and dainty for a brown, being about the size of a blue dragon. She seems to be very well muscled though and strong. To look dainty and well muscled is a feet most can't accomplish except this pretty copper.
Personality: She is very vain and hates to have even a speck of mud showing on her hide. She is also very strong and doesn't mind carrying semi-heavy loads, as long as they don't mar her beauty. She could be considered kind to her rider and yet snappy to all others, not caring about anyone except her and her rider. She would never be able to be a searchrider, candidate master, or weyrling master. This totally goes against her poor rider whotries to heal, but she keeps getting in the way.
Color Code: 663300

[Franny]

Finally, the rainbow colored strange egg burst apart to reveal a dragon that seemed a mix of the five original colors. With this, a young dragon stumbled her way toward the candidates, making sure to stay away from the ones that had already impressed, and stumbled up to Tirlynna saying,Mine, Please feed me and protect me from evil black clutch sister that is huge.

As soon as the rainbow impressed, the gold looked around, making sure that all her clutch siblings had hatches. Then, She looked toward the candidates, as if trying to decide who to pick.


egg 6: It seemed to be a rainbow in color though and some say it might hold a white dragon.
rider: Tirlynna
Dragon Name: Reinth
Came From: Rein is German for Pure
Color: This girl is called a rainbow because of the five original colors that she carries. Her head is a golden colored head with a blue blaze down the center of the front of her face. Her neck is blue in color with a bronze body. She has green swirls all over her body. Her tail is a rich, earthy brown, and her wingsails are gold with green swirls. She is about the size of a white, though she will rise when needed but she can only clutch other rainbows.
Personality: She could be called queenly and protective at moments and other times she could be called sweet and docile. She can be flirty just like greens or aloof, like some golds. Her moods change depending on how she feels that day. Her main downfall? She is afraid of her ebony clutch sister because of how big she is. Lets admit it, who wouldn't be when your her size?
Color Codes:GoldBronzeBrownBlueGreen

[shadowreine]

Tirynna had, indeed, been paying little attention to the remaining eggs.

She did, however, notice what was going on. Two browns, one of which chose a girl...that had never been heard of, but then, whites were all but, so... The gold was out, and a silver dragon from the other large egg that made her catch her breath...he chose one of the boys.

Then the last egg, the small, strange egg, hatched right next to the gold. She'd never seen a dragon like that, patched with all five dragon colors. As if they'd all gotten mixed together, somehow. She turned to say something to Zenniel, whom she was now next to, but then came a draconic voice in her mind. Delicate and female. She turned, and the rainbow colored dragon...she could think of no better term, was at her feet. "Sorry, Zen," she said and then dropped to one knee, reaching out to her. "There's food somewhere, Reinth..."

The voice was an electric shock. Touching the dragon was another one. This was her dragon, and she didn't care at all that she was different. Small, too. About the same size as the white, although -she- had had no problems hatching. "Come on." She made sure, though, that she was between Reinth and the huge ebony as they went to the food. She couldn't even really blame her....that dragon gave her -vibes-.

[Dragonmage]

Eldan had had his eyes fixed on the silver-striped teal egg so when it started to shake, he took a few steps back to get out of the way of possible flying shards. The egg cracked neatly into four pieces and a grey, no, it was too shiny to be grey; it had to be a silver, dragonet stepped dignifiedly out.

Meanwhile the silver took its time slowly walking to all through all the male candidates. Suddenly it stopped at Eldan and said, Ah, there you are mine, it never hurts to take awhile though. Nope, it doesn't hurt, but hasty actions can hurt.

Eldan stared at the dragonet, "You are really mine?"

Of course I am your Zuiveth, E'dan. Now can we please feed me?

He called out, "His name is Zuiveth," more because that was what you did when you Impressed than for any other reason. E'dan hustled the silver over to the food despite the dragonet's complaints.

"You're too big to carry anyway and you'll only get bigger. The sooner we get there, the sooner you can eat." Zuiveth aquiesced to his rider, more out of a desire to be fed than anything else. The Silverrider walked proudly over to Bamre with a pleased smile. E'dan grabbed a bowl and started to feed his dragon.

"Chew, my Handsome Zuiveth."

[Franny]

The gold stared at all the candidates. She seemed to be looking for a person that needed taking care of. She was a good sized gold dragon and seemed very confident as she started walking toward the candidates. She then stopped Zenniel and stared before gently rubbing her muzzle against Zenniel's leg and saying, Mine, your Haith is here to protect you and defend you from all those that might hurt you. Come, your great and powerful defender needs food.

egg 3:It had a shiny golden hue to it.
Rider: Zenniel
Dragon Name: Haith
Came From: Hai is Norwegian for hello.
Color: She is a bright sunny gold with "dust spots" on her hide weyr her hide is a darker gold. She is on the large side of gold, being just slightly smaller than the silver. She seems dignified in her stance and looks strong, yet she also looks to be "refined". She has a look about her that makes her seem like she might be smart.
Personality: She is very caring and "motherly", trying to make sure everyone is alright and that no one needs protection. She hates it when others are mean or bossy, and she then bosses them back but they have to listen to her. She doesn't like to be bossy unless she has to be and is a very gentle dragon. She is also a very social type and tries to push hers to be more social and better among people, like a mother. In fact, you could say that she was a mother to Zenniel instead of just a bonded, but this combination works to hold each to better standards.
Color Code: Gold

[Yamamoto]

Bamre looked at Eldan and smiled and said to him " He is a beautiful dragon my friend you are really lucky." He then watched as the gold went up to Zenniel this made him smile he knew she needed a dragon more than some of the others. Purth then said to Bamre Don't worry Mine my sister will take care of her. Bamre watched the manner in which the gold acted and he knew he liked that dragon. He then got eye level with Purth and said to him Well it looks likes I don't need to worry about you so much any more. Purth then looked at him with a confused look and said Mine why do you worry about me? It is your Purth who worries about you. Bamre looked at Purth and asked Why is that Purth? Purth then reached out and bit Bamre's sleeve and pulled it up revealing all the scars. Then he looked at Bamre with blues and greens of worry running through his eyes. Bamre just stared at Purth stunned and asked Purth how did you know? Purth looked at him and said Because you are Mine and I know you. Bamre was on his knees just looking at the little white then a tear fell form his eye. Then two. Then four. Then eight. It soon turned into a river and Bamre just reached out put his arms around Purth and said through his tears Oh Purth I love you so much. Please don't ever leave me. Purth replied in a soft caring voice as he rubbed his head against Bamre scared arm Don't Mine I will never leave you. I will always be with you.

[Zen]

Zenniel’s eyes were still focused on the retreating figures of Maylina and her ebony. She barely heard a girl next to her inquire if she was okay. Zenniel’s stomach twisted. She felt nausea swarm up into her stomach, up through her throat. She felt bile in her throat and she forced it back down. It was a hard battle, but it could be done, and was done. But she could not stop her shaking, and she could not listen. If she broke her concentration she would surely lose. Because of that, she did not hear what Tirlynna said, and she forgot everything. She watched Maylina until the girl left the Sands. Then she was forced to look back at the eggs.

Her dragon had to be in this clutch. Her dragon was in this clutch. She didn’t know what would happen if it wasn’t! She continued to focus with a single-minded intensity on the remaining eggs. They were all shaking now. Zenniel knew hers was in there somewhere. It had to be! If one could go outside one’s body, this is what Zenniel did. Her body was still shaking. She could dimly feel the shaking, but she was not connected to her body. Suddenly the eggs burst. Not all at the same time, Zenniel knew, but her eyes saw the remaining eggs burst. Suddenly there was a rainbow, a brown, and a blue. But her eyes just glanced over them, as did, she was guessing, most of the people’s in the stands. The real beauty, the dragonet that stole the scene…

Was the Gold.

Zenniel knew as soon as she laid eyes on it, that the Gold was not hers. The way the Gold walked was simply outstanding, the way the Gold held her head was simply beautiful. Zenniel averted her eyes, aware that the shaking that had once only been in her legs (mainly her knees) was getting worse. The rainbow was nice. It was one of the lowest colors. The rainbow was for her. She deserved that much, and she was ready. But no… as the two other colors Impressed, Zenniel’s hope failed. Then the rainbow Impressed, but not to her… to the girl who had asked if she were okay. Zenniel’s hope crumbled. She was going to be a candidate until the next clutch.

Zenniel forgot all about the Gold until its head butted into her knees. Zenniel looked down and a voice entered her mind. The girl felt her knees, and consequently her legs, crumble below her. She felt tears spring to her eyes and drip onto her white robe. Haith butted into her chest. Zenniel, you’re crying! Zenniel smiled, tears still streaming down her face. “Oh Haith! You’re—you are-n’t – m-m-mine!”

The Gold drew away, her eyes briefly shining the color of fear, but instead of keening she crooned, But you are mine and I am yours. Zenniel’s fear peaked. “I-I-I am not w-w-w-worth you! I’m just en-n-nough for a-a-a green!” Haith nuzzled into Zenniel’s chest and Zenniel hugged Haith’s head. I chose you, so you are enough for me. Zenniel remembered what the Candidatemaster had said, ‘a dragon chooses the one who it wants to soend the rest of its life with. A dragon’s choice is always a good one.’ Zenniel watched as Haith pulled away and studied Hers. The girl smiled, “Haith, I am yours, forever and for always.”

The two stood together. And, Mine? I am hungry.