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Date Posted: 11:41:56 11/25/04 Thu
Author: G'rein and Grenith / Rinali and Lilith
Subject: ARGH!!!!!! HELP!!

G’rein…G’rein…Golgith…

Grenith lay limply on the hot sand, her throat straining as she panted for breath in the warm air that surrounded her. Her energy was ebbing as she called to her rider and her mate, desperate. She had managed somehow to fly to the grounds after some instinct kicked in, but her strength was going.

G’rein came at a run, skimming over the sands until he reached her, wrapping his arms around her soft green neck to calm her. She was upset! “Dear heart, what’s wrong? Why are you here?”

I…I don’t know. I just had to come here…and it feels strange…

“Is it painful?” He stroked her nose gently, looking into one eye that whirled with frightened orange. He had to calm her down. A nervous dragon would go between

No. More…uncomfortable.

But as the words had left her, she convulsed, and it was all G’rein could do now to stay calm as she did. He stared, brown eyes wide. “What is THAT?”

A large, oval object emerged from his dragon. G’rein and Grenith stared with equal expressions of surprise. The dragon recovered first, seeking one she knew would know what was happening. Grenith’s cry was probably heard by all in the Weyr.
LILITH!

In a few seconds, the golden dragon and her rider emerged from between, circling once and coming to rest beside the terrified green. Calm down, Grenith. Lilith soothed, looking at her with faint concern as her rider slid from her neck. Do you know what’s happening?

“G’rein, she’s clutching.” Never one to beat about the bush, Rinali told him straight. “How did this happen? And Lilith, call the father, will you? Maybe he can shed some light on the subject.”

“Grenith just had a flight.” G’rein began, calmed by the presence of authority. “And she’s been getting fatter recently. We both just assumed that it was a change in her metabolism, you know? That and she’s been eating far more. But how can she clutch?”

“If only I knew.” Rinali muttered, patting Grenith’s eye ridge. “Calm down, lass. It’ll be over soon. Now, Lil, how many eggs are in a green fire-lizard clutch?”

Ten, Rinali. Possibly less.

“So we soon may have a clutch of up to ten eggs on the Sands. That means limited candidates, and provision for a mother. Lil?”

The queen knew her duties. I have alerted Shrineth.

“Good. G’rein, how is she doing?”

Grenith was struggling to understand. She had never expected this! And now she had to lay up to ten eggs! She was green! She was too small! It didn’t happen! But it was.
The first five eggs were easy, but then she had to start pushing slightly. Six. Seven. Eight. Just one more…

There.

There they were, nine eggs, looking normal enough apart from being smaller than those laid by a queen. Grenith looked at them with momentary doubt.

I have them! She called, her maternal instincts welling up as she curled around the small pile and spread a wing over them. G’rein smothered her head with kisses, comforting, petting, whispering compliments into her ear.

For the first time in New isle, a green had clutched.

((This WAS agreed OOC-ly. Check the board you’ll see Pup’s post about a plot. I e-mailed her, and she suggested a green clutch. Since Grenith had just flown, we decided it would be good for her to be the mother. So here it is!))

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