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Date Posted: 22:56:56 12/19/01 Wed
Author: Laffranth
Subject: *A third egg begins shuddering, cracks forming rapidly, drawing Kylith's maternal attention.*

*This mottled shell seems darker, and farther away from the congregrations of Candidates. A loud snap is heard as a green snout is thrust through the thick shell, shattering it. Thrashing, the dragonet breaks her way from her egg, staggering and tripping over herself as she tries to walk forward. Muzzle buried in sand, she lets out a plaintive cry, which is echoed by a tender croon from the Igen queen. The green's hide is several shades darker than her sister, and seems to enhance the nearly-glowing effects of her whirling eyes. Almost entirely red with hunger, she stumbles a few paces forward, her wings half-raised uncertainly. A voice drifts across the sands to her, and she raises a delicate muzzle. Her gaze falls on one who seems, in her faceted regard, perfect in every way. She hurries to her, weaving unsteadily around several eggs, and only a meter from her chosen, trips again and sprawls, wings beating vainly. Akema! Akema! she cries, before righting herself and stumbling forward into her lifemate. My name is Laffranth. You are mine. Her tone seems gentle, though hunger is an obvious factor as she adds, Please, get me food! I'm starving! Shakily, the little green leans against Akema's legs for support, panting at her run across the vibrant sands.*

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