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Post by Kathryn Hawk-Bond on Mar 12, 2012 23:51:26 GMT -5
2 male's treaded water in the middle of the dragon hatching lake; they were waiting as their dragons tended to hiding the eggs of the clutch that was laid a few weeks prior, it was getting close for the clutch to be ready to hatch and so the eggs needed to be hid for the candidates to find. |
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Post by letial on Mar 13, 2012 0:04:05 GMT -5
An Aurum-Pyropus landed at the edge of the lake, closely followed by seven flitts, all of whom started chittering angrily at Loryrth's rider. "O stop it, I'm asking," Letial told the flitts angrily, wondering why her dragon and flitts were pushing her into this. She had enough on her plate with them, and wasn't sure if she'd be able to handle another dragon. She swam over to the two males, and smiled shyly at them, "hi, I'm Letial, I just trasnferred from Waterfall Weyr. This is Loryrth," she gestured towards Loryrth who was now ducking her head under the water to watch the two dragons, "who is apparently curious and is now making me doubt what she wants me to ask even more..." Letial trailed off, watching her dragon with a slightly worried look on her face, until a very tiny White and a very tiny bronze landed on either shoulder and bit her earlobes. "Ow! Trinket, Tranor!" she snapped at them, glaring at the pair as they fluttered out of her reach.
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Post by Kathryn Hawk-Bond on Mar 13, 2012 0:15:32 GMT -5
Sephiro Swam Closer To The Edge When Someone Landed And He Smiles And Says, “Ah You’re Letial We Were Told You’d Be Coming Soon. I Am Cavernleader Sephiro And That,” He Pauses And Indicates The Male Who Was Still In The Middle And Says, “Is My Weyrmate Helios. Our Dragons Are Of Course Under Water Tending To Settling The Eggs For The Searchers.” He Nods His Head At The Dragon Politely, He Chuckles And Says, “Most Dragons Can Be. What Would You Like To Ask?” He Chuckles Softly At The 2 Flitts.
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Post by letial on Mar 13, 2012 0:24:20 GMT -5
"I'm begining to wonder if it's actually a good idea, Loryrth and the seven chittering nutsos," she gestured towards the flitts, "all wanted me to ask if I may be a seeker for your dragons clutch. I'm begining to think that Loryrth is actually getting ready to mate and this might be her version of mothering instinct kicking in by wanting a little dragon with us."
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