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Post by FaizahPandora on Sept 27, 2010 19:12:48 GMT -5
IC Date = Week of July 3rd, 2011
Time = About 3:30 p.m.
The green/gold and very pregnant form of Isath was sunning in the weyrbowl when she felt the first waves of pain. Instincts took over and she knew that her time to clutch had come. Isath got to her feet, spread her wings, and was flying towards the hatching sands before anyone knew what was happening. As she landed, away from the green Raynith's clutch, she called out to Nakia.
Nakia was oiling her four flitters when she heard Isath's summons. The flitters, led by green Missy, betweened to the sands. Nakia smiled and ran towards the the sands. Her precious Isath was clutching! That was cause for celebration.
When Nakia reached the hatching grounds Isath had already layed one egg and was curently burying it in the scorching hot sands. Nakia approached Isath and calmly stroked her foreleg. The clutching pains were intense, but Nakia breathed through them. Isath had moved on to lay her second egg. At the same time she called out for Brynath.
Brynath! I am clutching! Come see our eggs.
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Post by PhazonDragon on Sept 30, 2010 1:45:51 GMT -5
In the heat of the summer day, Brynath was content to spend a good few hours inside the weyr. The sunlight was being soaked up by his darker hide, making it uncomfortable to stay outside for too long. As long as he was distracted, he was fine, but sunbathing for a long time was out of the question. The blue snorted as he felt something tug at his mind. Standing up, he stuck his snout into Hy’ka’s side of the weyr, and tilted his head, as if asking the rider if he had called him. Brynath made a soft noise, like he was going to talk, when he was interrupted.
Brynath! I am clutching! Come see our eggs.
With an amused bugle, Brynath pulled out of Hy’ka’s room, much to the confusion of the half-dressed rider. Isath is clutching! I am going to see my children, he told the bluerider, nimbly turning and exiting his weyr with a flare of his wings. He turned on an angle, towards the hatching sands, where the glorious green-gold was waiting for him. Eyes swirling in an excited blue-green, Brynath hardly gave his rider time to react.
“Bwaah...?” was all Hy’ka was able to get out before Brynath was out of the weyr. But Isath was clutching? Understandable, the proud father-to-be wanted to see his children... I suppose I should come as well? Hy’ka questioned the blue. He did have a good time with Nakia all those months ago... But they didn’t talk much outside of that, so the situation between the two wasn’t what it could have been.
Yes, come. And please get dressed properly. Even though he was excited for the clutching, the blue still found time to scold Hy’ka. Purring lightly, Brynath circled the air above the hatching sands, seeing the pained female dragon crouching in the sands. Isath, dear, I am here. Spiraling down, Brynath landed a few paces away from the green-gold, unsure if the young dragon would allow him so near to the eggs just yet.
Looking down at himself, Hy'ka didn't find any fault in having no shirt on. After all, it was summer, and with the cloud-less skies, and the sun beating down on them all day, it could get rather toasty in the weyr. He had only taken his shirt off to make himself more comfortable... Still, he obliged the dragon, picking out a clean shirt, and pulling the clothing over his head. When that was finished, the rider left his room and took the many hallways leading to the hatching sands.
When he arrived, he spotted Raynith's clutch first, and was alert enough to not step close to it while making his way to the other dragons. The green-shimmering form of Brynath was just ahead, with Isath right behind him. Like a good rider, Nakia was already at Isath's side, and comforting her dragon as she laid her eggs.
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Post by FaizahPandora on Oct 4, 2010 18:24:02 GMT -5
As Brynath landed, Isath stretched her head out to him at the same time she unfurled one of her wings to welcome him closer to the clutch. It was obvious the gold, and much more mellow, side of Isath was currently in control. Before Brynath could approach, however, Isath laid the second egg and promptly buried it in the sands. She moved over to make room for the thrid.
Nakia noticed Hy'ka enter the sands. He careful side-stepped Raynith's clutch on his way to his dragon. He was fully dressed; idiotically in Nakia's opinion. The heat of the summer heat was enough, but they were also standing on hot sands warmed by lava. Nakia herself was wearing a bikini top and short shorts. There was no way she was going to sweat her behind off...
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Post by PhazonDragon on Oct 6, 2010 17:40:19 GMT -5
Crooning softly, Brynath inched towards Isath. She was fairly calm, and the blue wasn’t sure how to react on that. This was the first of his offspring that she was laying... Though he wanted to see them, he couldn’t until the green-gold gave him permission. Isath...? he softly asked, hanging back to give the clutching female more room. What do I do, Hy'ka? Should I get closer? I would like to see... the blue whined to his rider, his head swinging around to look at Hy’ka as opposed to Isath.
As the bluerider circled around to where a space behind where Nakia was standing, he turned to face his dragon. “Brynath...” he started, though he caught himself. The conversation probably would be better suited for a private mental talk. Brynath, just be patient. Though I know I would love to see them if I were you! Hah! Well, give her space and time. You’ll have plenty of chances to see them yourself, my silly blue. With that finished, though Brynath was a bit disappointed, Hy’ka raised an eyebrow as he hung around on the sidelines.
[ooc: Fail post is fail.]
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