Post by wyren on Feb 1, 2011 17:24:10 GMT -6
[/color] Schwarzth ordered, laying on his belly and folding his wings.Jerking awake, Filonna was suddenly on her feet and moving as quickly as she could. The eggs were hatching!!! How could she even remotely sleep through something like that!
Quickly, she threw on her Whites, doing her best to straighten them out and look as presentable as she could. Hoping from foot to foot to put on her sandals, she did her best to make it to the Sands without falling. It happened only once, where she cut her chin a bit from the hitting ground. As she looked up from her pron position, she found herself at the feet of a Black dragonet that looked way to old to be from the current clutch. "Schwarzth," she whispered, feeling someone lift her up rather quickly. "Take her to the Sands, now," she heard, barely having time to turn and see Wy'ren, standing with one hand on his hip, the other lightly petting his Imp.
"Thank you, Wy'ren!!" she called back to the Black Weyrling knowing it would be hard for him to be so far from his Black so soon after they had walked off the Sands. That thought brought her back to the current situation at hand, finding herself in sight of the Sands. It seemed several dragonets had already Impressed when Schwarzth landed and she slid from his back. "Thank you, Schwarzth. Thank you so much," she called out, already running toward the Sands and the gathered females.
As she arrived, she couldn't help but look around, trying to find Brette, wanting to Stand beside the girl, but found that she was no where to be seen. As it turned out, she found Brette off to the side with a dragonet, a Grey dragonet at that. Seeing this, she couldn't help herself as a large grin broke out. They made a good pair, even from so far away.
Turning to the eggs, she found that several had already hatched, giving the Weyr two new Browns, a Green, two Blues, and a White. None had gone between and all seemed healthy, which was a great sign to the beginning of the Hatchling. Having satisfied her mind with the well being of the current Hatchlings, she turned her focus on the eggs, watching and waiting to see what came out next._________
After being left behind by Schwarzth, Wy'ren and Imp made their way to the Hatching Sands, wanting to see the newly arriving dragonets as they hatched. When Wy'ren finally arrived, he found his young Black easily and went to Stand beside him. Are you alright? I'm a little tired . . . but other than that, I am fine. Watch,
These would be the next generation at Western Weyr. Ones that would one day rule the Weyr, but not before Schwarzth had his chance. The Black watched with keen swirling orbs, while His stood beside him, hand resting on his hide, while the little Tunnelcat settled between Schwarzth's head knobs.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]