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Date Posted: 22:07:23 12/02/03 Tue
Author: Talla ~ Mylanith :|: T'gan ~ Chuth :|: D'rai ~ Sengaloth
Subject: *posts all the necessary chars together to save time, if not space*

((Envision R'ven, S'kar, P'rin, and Z'ni just going ahead and racing into the Lower Caverns, okay? Okay. Talla and Mylanith need a little convo *pats Mylanith* and the other two need to talk to people, so I'm gonna post these three here.))

Mylanith's hum intensifies to almost unbearable levels as the new young gold Hatches; the junior queen feels she's waited forever to see this moment. She's never seen another queen Hatch, after all. But as the hatchling queen leaves, the adult queen listens with growing worry to the chatter on the Sands. Everyone, including her own rider, is commenting how stong and beautiful the younger gold is. She waits until the Hatching is over to fuss more vocally, but as she lands on the Sands beside Talla, Mylanith looks down at her rider with anxious yellow tinting the rapid whirl of her eyes. People will still like me now that there's a new queen, right? Even though they say she's pretty?

Looking up at her dragon with astonishment, Talla quickly moves to assure the nervous young queen. Surprise softens into gentle affection as she reaches up to pat the dark gold hide. /Of course they will, my heart! How could they not?/ she exclaims fiercely. /You're a hundred times more beautiful than that youngster! The distance can't even be bridged to make a comparision,/ she says firmly, and to her, it's the truth. Nothing could come close to her beloved dragon.

Contented blue returning to her eyes, Mylanith croons softly in pleasure at the compliment. Bending down to let her rider mount, she then spreads her wings and leaps into the air, soaring towards the exit. She needs to get Talla to the Feast!

* * * * *

As the Hatching comes to an end, T'gan waves to the last girl to leave, though he knows she can't see him, and swipes a hand quickly over his face to get the tears out of his eyes. The whole event has brought back fond memories, not only of his own Impression of Chuth, but the only other Hatching he's actually seen and the weyrlings from that Hatching that he had helped train. Now those former weyrlings wander out as well, though there's not so many as there used to be, and he knows only one or two of the missing ones are actually alive after the storm. That sorrowful knowledge, however, has been mostly erased by this joyous occassion, and it's with a grin that he sends Chuth on out the exit. "Will you walk with me, Weyrlady, or will you leave on Shrineth and force me to make my own way to the Feast?" he asks with his customary mild grin and a bow towards the Weyrwoman.

* * * * *

As the Hatching ends, D'rai smiles at Emma. "That was just what we needed, after the storm," he says in a low rumble, nodding towards Talla, who appears to be communing with her dragon, and Z'ni, who is dashing towards the door with the speed usually attributed to between-capable dragons. "We should probably head to the Feast if we don't want Z'ni to eat everything before we get there." He stands and extends his arm a bit self-consciously to the greenrider, giving her a faintly awkward smile.

C'mon! Sengaloth urges the green beside him, spreading his wings and leaning forward. I want to nap on the heights.

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