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Date Posted: 21:56:45 12/01/04 Wed
Author: Gisella, Ren, Tev
Subject: >Hatching Feast?<

By now, news of the green clutch has made its way through the grapevine, and Headwoman Gisella is far from the last to know - Candidates need the white robes, after all, and handing them out is her duty. Adjusting a robe on a young woman who seems to have no clue how to wear it, Gisella ponders the unexpected Hatching. Should we put on a Hatching Feast? she wonders, patting the girl on the shoulder and ushering her off to the Sands. This isn't a gold clutch, and everyone seems to be trying to keep things low-key. Then again, Gisella's also heard about the arrangements for the irritable green, and personally instructed all the drudges and kitchen workers not to bring her any food themselves or wander onto the Sands for any other reason. And not all of the dragonriders seem to be pleased about a green clutch, from the muttering she's heard over klah in the dining cavern. The Headwoman's lips thin, and her grey-green eyes spark with determination. Green clutch or not, those children deserve a Feast. They're just as much new dragonriders as any of the others we've had here! Straightening, Gisella looks fiercely regal as she sweeps through the kitchens and back rooms, giving out orders. The workers scramble to do her bidding, and the everpresent noise of the kitchen intensifies as the cooks mobilize to prepare a Hatching Feast in a few hours. Others dash to the Bowl to begin chopping herdbeast for the dragonets. When the newly-Impressed arrive, they won't find themselves lacking for anything.

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