DIR Return Create A Forum - Home
---------------------------------------------------------
Winds of Change - Dragonriders of Pern RP
HTML https://windsofchangerp.createaforum.com
---------------------------------------------------------
*****************************************************
DIR Return to: Hatching Archives
*****************************************************
#Post#: 255--------------------------------------------------
[Hatching] A New Path Awaits Us
DIR By: Agenothree
Date: August 12, 2022, 5:50 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
The Jungle Guardian heaved so mightily that it almost lifted
itself from the sandy hollow it rested in, meeting the ground
with a thud and a crack. As the egg's shell fell away, allowing
the dragonet within to stride to freedom, squinting at the
Candidates warily.
[center]
HTML https://i.imgur.com/QjUwo9X.png[/center]
Another brown! Such a large and strong and handsome one too!
This brown was a brown with a purpose and a destination, though
he put on a show, as he ought. Snorting at each Candidate he
passed, he rejected them all... All but one.
Meiteon. The brown's voice was a low rumble, almost a natural
purr. We must do much before the day is done. We cannot
tarrrrry. Such an interesting tone to his speech, with a drawl
on the "r" sounds!
The last egg, the Dedicated Warrior, began to quake like an
earthshake, the cracks spiderwebbing across the egg masked
behind the dark shell.
[center]
HTML https://i.imgur.com/XnI8GDL.png[/center]
#Post#: 256--------------------------------------------------
Re: [Hatching] A New Path Awaits Us
DIR By: Haurchefant
Date: August 12, 2022, 6:22 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
WEYRLING Meteion of Brown Simbrath!!!! | Impression post
Meteion was terrified as the dragon came literally thundering
out of his egg... gods be good.. its was another BROWN... just
like the one earlier that maimed Zathrian. She was suddenly glad
her stomach was not very full because she might have thrown it
up in sheer terror. She was alone here, nothing to really stop
the brown if he wanted to eat her.
But then the strangest sensation filled her head, the warmly
rushing into her mind, and suddenly she knew his name...
Simbrath. Wait...why did she know that... wait.. what.. did he..
he said her name! It took her a moment to realize the dragon
before her was staring up at her and his eyes were a
kaleidoscope of color for a few moments.
Meiteon. We must do much before the day is done. We cannot
tarrrrry.
She heard him speak.. but in her head and noticed no one else
seemed to hear it.. that and the rainbows meant one thing...
this was her bonded... her dragon. Reaching her hand out, she
ran it over his snout then his head and the dragon leaned into
her touch, almost like a cat.
" Friend... are you.. my friend?" She said softly and the reply
to her mind was soft, firm and caused her to begin to cry.
" Always... was therrre any doubt?"
It took her a few minutes to gain her composure but she then
snapped to it and walked towards the feeding buckets with her
Simbrath. Never did she imagine this was actually happening. She
briefly wondered if her mother was in the stands today and seen
this.. she felt.. hope.. a purpose. It was intoxicating and her
heart was filled with so much emotion that it nearly overwhelmed
her.
#Post#: 257--------------------------------------------------
Re: [Hatching] A New Path Awaits Us
DIR By: Sesstria
Date: August 12, 2022, 6:45 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
Weyrleader Cora of Blue Astralath
Cora returned, clutching two steaming cups of tea provided by
T’ani, she had insisted that Cora drink one too in a tone that
brooked no argument. As a result, Cora had carried both cups
carefully and dutifully so as not to spill a drop, from the
infirmary to the hatching grounds. Waiting for a moment as the
crowd focused on a freshly hatched brown dragon, blessedly much
calmer than the last one she’d seen, Cora slipped back into the
room unnoticed.
Silently she padded up beside Haurchefant and placed her hand on
his upper arm. “Sir?” She said quietly, trying to attract his
attention without making a scene.
Blue Astralath - reaction to hatchings and impressions
As the newly hatched green Impressed upon her choice, Astralath
watched with satisfaction. Greens and bronzes, both equally
important. A full and healthy clutch, even if some were a little
more, brusque, then others. He rumbled softly with joy and
rubbed his snout against the side of Haloneth’s neck.
When the brown hatched, he tensed reflexively, ready to spring
into action and stop anything before it began. However upon
witnessing his new son’s gentle demeanor, he relaxed once more.
#Post#: 259--------------------------------------------------
Re: [Hatching] A New Path Awaits Us
DIR By: GonGold
Date: August 12, 2022, 7:31 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
Weyrling Anoirigan of Green Clariath - interaction with Meteion
Anoirigan felt his heart leap in his chest as he saw Meteion
bond with a handsome brown hatchling. His tears increased with
delight at the sight, for he'd seen it coming! He'd held onto
faith that she could do it, and she had! He was so thrilled for
her, that he could hear Clariath chortle with amusement at his
happiness.
You are smitten, my boy. The green mused. You told yourself that
this would never happen, did you not? You believed that you
would never find a girl who truly saw you, and yet what do I
see? Her tone was almost teasing to her bonded, she meant no
harm by it, but she did worry just a touch. Should that girl
hurt her boy... there would be a reckoning.
I can admit to being wrong every once in a while. Noir laughed,
a beaming smile bursting astride his face as Meteion approached
with her brown.
"Meteion!" He gushed. "I told you, did I not? Look at you, what
a handsome brown! Oh, he's perfect for you!"
#Post#: 260--------------------------------------------------
[Hatching] A New Path Awaits Us
DIR By: Agenothree
Date: August 12, 2022, 7:40 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
The Dedicated Warrior: the last egg. It trembled a moment before
it went still. A few stressful moments passed before the egg
gave a sudden lurch before cracking into fragments, allowing a
small form to tumble free. Getting to her feet with no haste,
the dragonet took a deep shuddering breath. It had taken quite
an effort to break to freedom! Recovering swiftly, the dragonet
strode to meet the Candidates, head high and stride sure.
[center]
HTML https://i.imgur.com/JICJ1Kh.png[/center]
What...in Faranth's name...was that?
A hide as pale as fresh snow, speckled with charcoal clouds...
Could it be?
The dragonet didn't seem to register the shocked whispers from
the crowd and Candidates as she moved closer. Perhaps she didn't
hear? Perhaps she didn't care. All she cared about was finding
her chosen. A quick sweep across the Candidates left Standing
yielded nothing. The dragonet snorted, but was not deterred.
Rather, she searched harder. At last, she sensed him. Striding
with great purpose to where most dragonets did not dare go while
not Impressed, she waited patiently for the on-hand Healers to
slather numbweed across the gaping wound in a Candidate's arm
before pressing her choice.
Zathrian, I thought I'd find you here. The dragonet's voice was
smooth and rich, like molten metal flowing. Dutiful. Unwavering,
even at your lowest. I like that about you. I'm here, so don't
even think about giving up. I know you were considering it,
before I came along. Florenth. Nice to meet you.
That was it. The last egg. The last dragonet, but what a
dragonet she was. Gold Haloneth's first clutch, with blue
Astralath as sire, was a roaring success for Westwind Weyr. With
these revelations, who knew what lay beyond the horizon?
#Post#: 262--------------------------------------------------
Re: [Hatching] A New Path Awaits Us
DIR By: Sesstria
Date: August 12, 2022, 8:03 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
Celia of Green Ragnath - reaction to Impression(s), mauling
Celia stood quietly, watching Ragnath gulp down the buckets of
meat, and occasionally reaching out to gently stroke the young
dragon, as if in disbelief or perhaps unsure if this dragon
before her was even real.
I can assure you I am very much real, Celia. Ragnath turned her
head and licked her chops for a moment before returning to her
meal.
Suddenly, chaos broke loose on the sands, and the candidates
screamed and scattered as a large brown pounced on Zathrian,
ripping his arm apart, before turning on Melora. Celia froze in
fear, she'd known that dragons were large and dangerous beasts,
but Ragnath's small stature and gentle demeanor had momentarily
made her forget.
Sensing her bonded's terror, Ragnath swiftly moved to stand
between her and the vicious brown, ready to defend her if need
be. Fear not Celia, I won't let any harm come to you.[i] As
the dust settled, and the Impressed dragon began dragging his
new Bonded away, Zathrian was led off to the healers. Ragnath
relaxed her pose and looked back at Celia. [i]You must
understand, dragons are not necessarily vicious by nature. She
explained. Much like you humans were are all unique, my brother
he... He has a difficult personality. Please do not think ill
of him or my brethren.
Celia unclenched her body and released a breath she hadn't
realized she'd been holding in. She watched as Zathrian was
tended to by the healers and felt a small pang of guilt.
Perhaps if she'd not been present, Ragnath would have bonded to
Zathrian instead, and he wouldn't have been present when the
brown dragon hatched. Ragnath snorted into the meat at that
thought but said nothing.
#Post#: 263--------------------------------------------------
Re: [Hatching] A New Path Awaits Us
DIR By: Haurchefant
Date: August 12, 2022, 8:12 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
Weyrling Zathrian of White Florenth | Impression post
Zathrian had stopped staring at the sands several eggs ago, his
attention fully on trying not to scream as his arm was amputated
at the elbow. The tears that escaped he could not stop, for
tough as he was, the pain was absolutely blinding. He was
basking in the numbing feeling of the medicine rubbed on his arm
before it was bandaged.
He heard the crowd gasp and a weird silence fell over the crowd
and the sands alike. Not sure what they were gawking at and
assuming a queen had hatched, he paid no mind and closed his
eyes for a moment and sighed. He opened his eyes a moment later
and his eyes were locked with ones that were shimmering with
rainbows.
Zathrian, I thought I'd find you here. Dutiful. Unwavering, even
at your lowest. I like that about you. I'm here, so don't even
think about giving up. I know you were considering it, before I
came along. Florenth. Nice to meet you.
This was not a gold... it was a forsking WHITE. But how? Whites
were thought to have died out with Ruth being the last.. yet..
here was Florenth.. [i]his Florenth. Never would he have
imagined.. this was forsking insane.. why him? He wanted to
leave.. this had to be a mistake right?
[i] " Its not. Rise my Zathrian. No one can take you from me,
nor I from you."
That broke him, between the numbweed lowing his threshold and
the fact that he had a very unique dragon that chose him.. so
many years.. so many standings.. such pain and disappointment...
it all flooded from him at once and he wept.. and wept. Years of
pent up pain, isolation and sadness, it all came to the surface.
He stumbled to his feet and moved over to the furthest bucket of
meat and fed his dragon. Today... was one hell of a day.
---------------------------------------------------------
Haurchefant of Gold Haloneth | DID A WHITE JUST HATCH?!?!
Haurchefant was relieved... the last egg was hatching and as
long as it impressed smoothly, he would be able to congratulate
the new class of weyrlings.. and maybe get a bloody nap in his
own bed for a change. He accepted the tea from Cora with a
grateful smile and sipped part of it... until that egg
hatched... and it was not a bronze.. or even a gold.. but.. WHAT
WAS THAT?!
His gasp was audible and he dropped his mug in shock. A white...
an actual.. white! Thought to have vanished after Ruth.. yet..
here one was.. and it came from Haloneth! As if she had to top
TWO SETS OF TWINS... and yet.. she upped the ante and dropped a
white. He looked to see the white having none of those left on
the sands and walking towards the healer's area. Instantly he
started to move to defend the already wounded candidate from a
second attack when he was blocked by a large golden tail. Why
was Haloneth stopping him.... oh... OH.
He looked up at Haloneth then chuckled. "Trying to give me
early gray hair are we?" He teased and if dragons could smirk..
his would be. Haloneth was a blessing and a miracle in her own
right and nothing could change his mind. He was sure that news
of this hatching was going to spread like wildfire... let them
see what a wonderful queen his gold was.. she deserved the
respect.
" Congratulations all our new weyrlings. Take a much needed
break from the hot sands and our Weyrling master E'tria will
show you to your new quarters. Remember, you are the future of
Westwind and learn, grow and bond with your new dragons.. they
are relying on you." He replied with a smile, trying to hide the
fatigue in his own body... he was soo ready for that nap!
#Post#: 265--------------------------------------------------
Re: [Hatching] A New Path Awaits Us
DIR By: Sesstria
Date: August 12, 2022, 9:24 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
Blue Astralath - final reactions to hatching
Astralath looked at all his new children and wriggled with
pride. He'd dreamed of this moment for weeks now, seeing his
offspring in the sands with their bonded. He turned to Haloneth
My Radiant Dawn! Our children are strong, beautiful, and fierce.
He watched the white dragonet stride purposefully over to the
healers tents and impress on the injured candidate. They are
perfect in every way. Astralath leaned over and nibbled the
ridge on Haloneth's neck playfully.
Weyrleader Cora of Blue Astralath - final reactions to hatchings
Cora handed the cup to Haurchefant and gripped her own tightly
with both hands and took a drink. This gave her the added
benefit of having a sure grip on the cup so that when the white
dragon hatched and Haurchefant dropped his cup in shock, Cora
held her own securely. After everything she'd witnessed, or
been told of, after what she'd slept through, two sets of twins
and a mauling, the appearance of a white was a step too far and
she simply couldn't handle it. Her mind decided that she would
just Not be surprised by it and instead nodded mutely. Of
course Haloneth would hatch a white. It simply Made Sense.
Astralath bent his head towards her as Cora took another large
swig of tea. Now that my and Haloneth's children have hatched,
when will Haurchefant and your children hatch? he asked. Cora
choked on the tea, a large spurt of the hot liquid shooting out
of her nose as she gagged from his question. Is that a "No"
then? Astralath watched as Cora coughed and bent over double,
tea and tears streaming down her face as she struggled to regain
her composure.
*****************************************************
Page 5 of 5
DIR Previous Page