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Lanakirene smiled at H'dek as he talked about Bondyeth, and nodded. The arrogant little bronze was no doubt a handful indeed, but H'dek was capable of handling, she was certain. Keeping her eyes on the crowds, she gasped along with everyone else when the next egg hatched, watching with baited breath as the disdainful little blue stepped out. All the dragons that had hatched thus far were absolutely lovely, and the little blue was...

Oh! He was going toward the girls! La couldn't avoid a wash of relief and triumph at that sight. Perhaps there was hope after all for the future days when Isonth flew. Admittedly, she had been getting more and more concerned about that as her dragon grew. No matter how strong Flight emotions were, there were some things she was just not comfortable with...and constantly waking up next to men was one of them.

Lanamine? What is happening? Why so excited? Isonth was eager for the play-by-play, and La couldn't disappoint her. One brown and one green so far, found Theirs nice and quick, easy Impressions. Everybody's happy. Little blue going toward the girls, now, she relayed, leaning forward a bit to scan the crowd and wonder who it was that this little one was moving toward.

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As the lovely spotted egg shook and hatched a blue, Hanya breathed a disappointed sigh. She was hoping for another green, one that would not immediately move toward the boys. There was so little chance for the girls with so many gay boys and male-coloured dragons, and Hanya had to admit, she was jealous of the boy who acquired such a pretty green.

And then the blue's course changed, and his obviously disdainful movements took him to the girls, and Hanya's eyes went huge, her mouth forming a an 'o' of surprise. Blues Impressing girls? She supposed that if greens could Impress boys, then it all made sense, but...would that mean that whoever Impressed would have to like girls? How did that work? Standing stock-still on her tiptoes, she held her breath and waited.

What would happen next?

Davian was watching the little blue dragonet that tumbled from the egg with excitement. At first he felt his heart soar, he was heading towards the boys. Maybe it'd be him, but then the little dragon changed course going after the girls. Davian sighed quietly, but then grinned. Maybe his sister would Impress! His fingers were twitching as he stood, watching the blue, nervous energy coursing through him.

Kiriwar watched with anticipation as the little blue hatched and tottered towards the girl, eager to see who would Impress this time. There was a thrill in seeing what others were getting their dragons, who was reaching that goal, and a low-lying nervousness as he waited to see if his own turn would come around. Now, though, there was another egg hatching, another brown spilling forth, and he bit his bottom lip to see who would be honored with this one...

Nandeli looked quite surprised when a blue made his way over towards the girls, but decided not to question it. Stranger things had happened at hatchings, and a blue picking a girl wasn’t rare enough to warrant any raised eyebrows. Still, she would have to keep an eye on the rider. The blue didn’t seem at all interested in the front row, so she simply stepped aside and allowed him to continue onwards towards his bonded. It looked like it was one of the Healer girls, an older Candidate too. Good for her!

But oh! A brown dragon! Nan grinned as it hatched, watching to see where the little brown would go. Boys always had so much more choice for colours, and so it was always interesting to see which boy got what colour. Perhaps it would be for someone that she knew.

Riyin held her breath as the blue tottered around then headed to Zara, with an out burst of breath she smiled, at least he was sure to be happy.

As she turned back to the eggs yet another burst a brown, again her breath caught.

Kypak couldn't stop the way his stomach knotted when the blue hatched -- but the sensation faded just as swiftly as the dragonet made its preference for females obvious. So he was able to watch with relative ease of mind and impartiality as the fussy little creature picked his way across the sands. He recognized Zara, and grinned, making the mental note to congratulate her later. A fellow Healercraft apprentice, and all -- and she seemed a sensible sort, with a good head on her shoulders. A good match for a fussier dragon. And Faranth, he was handsome! Subtle markings, good color...

And then the brown hatched, and once again he couldn't think. Not as bad as a blue -- didn't browns usually go for straight men? He seemed to recall someone mentioning they tended that way -- but still. He shuffled a little in place, making sure he knew which direction to move, just in case the little brown shook off its apparent confusion and started moving in a hurry.

Most people were looking with evident surprise at the brown that had emerged. He had come from an egg that was relatively unnoticed, despite it's large size. People just hadn't remarked on it. It lacked the bright colors the others had, and seemed relatively put off to the side. This was the Black Neon Tetra Egg, though it now lay in shards surrounding a strapping young brown who looked incredibly grumpy.

He was quick on his feet though, glancing around at all the other dragons. No more had come out yet, but he was certain that their time was coming. They were going to steal his. No! HIs was his was his, and they couldn't have him.

It seemed a great distance for the brown to go. He had to traverse past the females first, determination set in his little brow, before he could finally reach the boys. But this still wasn't safe territory- another dragon could still swoop in and steal the Candidate who belonged to him. And this brown wasn't going to accept anything other than what he had firmly implanted in his mind.

He shouldered past a few of the Candidates in a way that was not exactly gentle, but again, lacked the true strength that would have seriously injured someone. He was more concerned with finding his rider than he was in unleashing his grumpy nature on all the others standing there. Where was his? His was... There he was! His rider was just hiding behind a few other Candidates. This wasn't a very fun game.

C'miel, Lurenith was looking for you. You were going to let another dragon take you and you're mine and that's not right. Lurenith sounded petulant, but his eyes were whirling a multitude of colors. Another Impression had been made!