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Date Posted: 18:54:44 04/27/01 Fri
Author: Evelene and Palirth
Subject: ~The green dragon wobbles in, egg-heavy and seriously unaccustomed to the weight....~

~Later, a rather pale girl with a flit's tail wrapped around her wrist enters. Gold Myrr chitters at the rider to hurry up and tugs at the girl's arm, still fluttering in the air. Evelene suddenly shakes out of her trance at Palirth's trumpeting bugle of triumph and pride and joy to see her rider's face. Myrr lets out a trill of happiness. Eve, no longer in shock, shakes herself literally and flings back her hair defiantly. She knows the Weyrwomen and Weyrleaders are angry with her. But they didn't teach Palirth to chew stone! Palirth bugles again and her rider's pale green eyes are drawn to the small -but healthy!- clutch on the sands. "Eleven! My love you did wonderfully!" It was a long flight, and Kuvoth is a strong brown, the green replies smugly. Evelene carefully goes to each egg, testing it. "All healthy, as far as one can see now! None empty. There might be a few deformities.." she trails off. Myrr chitters in disagreement of her human's thoughts. Eve grins and holds up an arm, and the gold flit settles down and hops to her padded shoulder. Eve suddenly notices the burning hot sand 'neath her feet and yelps, dancing from one foot to another. She races back to the tiers, hopping up onto the lowest one. Grinning impishly and with her green regarding her eggs, Eve swings her legs and waits for Candidates to come.~

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