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Date Posted: 21:50:53 12/19/01 Wed
Author: Maisath
Subject: *As Weyrlady, Candidates, observers, and dragons look on, the hum coming from the Igen queen intensifies, and her eyes whirl faster as an egg begins to rock!*

*The egg is one of the smaller ones, admittedly, and nestled in a warm mound of sand, it seems content to let cracks meander across its surface, tracing intricate designs without revealing the young one within. After a moment, however, Kylith lets loose a brassy bugle, startling her rider, and apparently meant to encourage the dragonet from its dark home. It works, the egg rocking a bit more, before a talon pokes through, wet but definitely green. The small beauty stumbles out of her confinement, eyes whirling rapidly, a dazzling shade of blue and green as she sights her lifemate. She stumbles to the group of Candidates, butting them away to reach Caen. The little green croons softly, nudging her chosen's hand with a wet muzzle. You Impress me, Caen. My name is Maisath, I am here with you, and you are with me. Her mental tone is light, and hunger tinges her faceted eyes red. I am hungry. I want food! Her voice takes on an imperial tone, and she brushes against Caen's hand again, waiting. Kylith lets out another deep blast of sound, approving this match, and her own rider has tears in her eyes at the wonder of the first Impression.*

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