Post by Yakura on Apr 24, 2008 8:17:22 GMT -5
The Sands were swiftly filling and Krii stood to one side, situated among the other Candidates, unable to hide the anxiety and excitement on her face. Prim had flown back down to land on her shoulder, the delicate green flitt trembling against Krii's neck. She knew that it wasn't out of cold or fear, but the contagious excitement that Krii felt. After all, this was the day when destinies were born out of eggs. Some would be left Standing, perhaps, but more would Impress. Already a third of the eggs had hatched, revealing two browns and a duo of greens, besides the blue who had hatched first. These dragons were quick to find Theirs, the Dusty Brown making his clumsy and stumbling way to his new bonded. Krii noted that his hide wasn't exactly the prettiest of shades, but decided to ignore that for the moment. There were more eggs, after all.
The Soot Egg had hatched to reveal a green, who had run hard into one of her companions, cracking the Mist Egg. While she went immediately to find Hers, just as round and full of baby fat as her brothers, the cracking egg breaking open just enough to reveal a tantalizing bit of hide. Despite all her squinting, Krii was unable to make out the hue of the dragonet within and turned her gaze back to the other eggs just in time to see a...black? dragonet burst out of the Vapor Egg. No, it was no brown, though it was close to being one. The dragon within was a very dark brown, not unlike the deepest of shadows. His awkward, stumbling walking was amusing and Krii hid a slight snort, her attention again diverted by more hatching eggs.
This time the Mist Egg finally hatched, spilling a green onto the Sands. She moved with a stunning grace, predatory and powerful, if not bulkier than her earlier sister. The other egg that hatched revealed a powerful bronze, who immediately began to flaunt himself for all to see, his powerful hide shimmering with the metallic color. Instead of backing down, though, as most would have done, the green stood her ground against the Ringed Bronze, her eyes whirling with a bright, defiant red. Krii felt a sudden surge of panic. Would there be confrontation on the Sands? She cast a hurried glance around, wondering if anyone dared to intervene. Although they were a good deal smaller than their adult counterparts, the dragonets were more than capable of dealing with any of the Candidates present, and each other for that matter.
Krii shifted nervously, one hand rising to pluck at her red-gold hair. No, a confrontation would be horrible. Her mind was already wandering away from the prospect of gore, though, back to what had occupied her mind for more than the past day. Would she Impress? She desperately wanted to, but she wasn't sure. What did dragons choose, anyways? No doubt her dragon - if she had one - would tell her, but she was sadly lacking such a companion. Prim let out a soft creel from her shoulder, the noise high and squeaking. The green flitt twisted lithely off into the air, her wide wings swiftly taking her higher, from where she could watch better, thoroughly leaving Krii alone to contemplate her thoughts.
The Soot Egg had hatched to reveal a green, who had run hard into one of her companions, cracking the Mist Egg. While she went immediately to find Hers, just as round and full of baby fat as her brothers, the cracking egg breaking open just enough to reveal a tantalizing bit of hide. Despite all her squinting, Krii was unable to make out the hue of the dragonet within and turned her gaze back to the other eggs just in time to see a...black? dragonet burst out of the Vapor Egg. No, it was no brown, though it was close to being one. The dragon within was a very dark brown, not unlike the deepest of shadows. His awkward, stumbling walking was amusing and Krii hid a slight snort, her attention again diverted by more hatching eggs.
This time the Mist Egg finally hatched, spilling a green onto the Sands. She moved with a stunning grace, predatory and powerful, if not bulkier than her earlier sister. The other egg that hatched revealed a powerful bronze, who immediately began to flaunt himself for all to see, his powerful hide shimmering with the metallic color. Instead of backing down, though, as most would have done, the green stood her ground against the Ringed Bronze, her eyes whirling with a bright, defiant red. Krii felt a sudden surge of panic. Would there be confrontation on the Sands? She cast a hurried glance around, wondering if anyone dared to intervene. Although they were a good deal smaller than their adult counterparts, the dragonets were more than capable of dealing with any of the Candidates present, and each other for that matter.
Krii shifted nervously, one hand rising to pluck at her red-gold hair. No, a confrontation would be horrible. Her mind was already wandering away from the prospect of gore, though, back to what had occupied her mind for more than the past day. Would she Impress? She desperately wanted to, but she wasn't sure. What did dragons choose, anyways? No doubt her dragon - if she had one - would tell her, but she was sadly lacking such a companion. Prim let out a soft creel from her shoulder, the noise high and squeaking. The green flitt twisted lithely off into the air, her wide wings swiftly taking her higher, from where she could watch better, thoroughly leaving Krii alone to contemplate her thoughts.