Cinnamin was giggleing in spite of herself at the hatchlings' comments. Even Datan couldn't suppress a small chuckle. With smiles on their faces, the fairy and the dark elf sent happy and welcoming thoughts to the so confused hatchling.

Feeling reassured by Jresishia's words Drodan slowly made his way over to her. Once at her side he nuzzled her affectionately, he didn't care what the others thought. After greeting his mate he decided to get introductions done and over with, *I'm Drodan a Triiallan Consort, I'm honored to meet all of you.* Not knowing just what else the other Striirecean would want to know about/from him he just waited patiently and watched his first dragonet making contact with one of the candidates.

"may i join this hatching?" Rose asked, leaving her dragon a fair distance away " My dragon will not harm your clutch."

Drodan looked quickly in the direction of the female voice. He'd been waiting for Jresishia to answer him but he was sure she wouldn't mind if he greeted somebody first. "Of course you are welcome Rose. Just go on over with the rest of the candidates and wait for the eggs to hatch," he said to her with his gravelly voice. Normally he tried not to speak while in dragon form but she had mentioned she had a dragon and he didn't want to annoy her dragon by speaking directly into her mind. That just wouldn't be polite.

"Thank you" Rose replied to Drodan, bowing before she walked across and joined the other candidates waiting for the eggs to hatch.

OCC. Sorry about the MIA everyone, but there was an icestorm five days ago that have wipped out power in nearly all of wichita, kansas. This is the first day we have had power and I will try to get the hatching back up and running. Sorry for abonding every one but now Im back. It has been horrible with out a way to get on to a computer.

The dragonet peered at Quinta with one eye, pondering. *Perhaps ignorant you may be, but the only way to cure that is to experience more and to learn more. However, the most ignorant is hard to believe, because there are those who do not try to fix their ignorance.* The dragon drew in a deep breath and looked Quinta over. *But any ways, dragons are not reptiles and I do believe you know the diffrence, now if you have not before. I have never seen anything like you before either, but of course this is my first time using my eyes on anything that isn't my own shell. You say you are a sorceress, well, what kind of sorcery do you practice. I have my own magic, however it would be diffrent than yours.*

"So....what does that mean, if I might ask? Do you want to come with me?" Quinta looked over the hatchling, trying to wonder the meaning. No matter what it seemed, she really had no clue what to do. Everything was new to her, like it or not. "Umm...do you have a name or anything? I'm sorry, it's probably a stupid question and all, but this is new and I really do not know what to do." She shrunk back, crossing her arms across her chest and looking around at the others present. She probably looked like an idiot, Quinta thought, but it wasn't her position to make judgements on the others. "Well, I guess now that you have told me I do know, don't I?"

The dragon snorted and made a noise that sounded much like laughter. *Yes. I see that you are an impatient person, so I will make you haste. I will go with you and allow you to bond to me.* As he spoke, the dragonet closed the gap between him and Quinta. His muzle touched the right hand of the woman and with his touch, a maze of thin lines traced their way up her arm, Silver, green and yellow highlighted by black. *There now. That is my mark, the mark of a Striirecean dragon, but I know that I am not full Striirecean now so who knows if the mark will last. As for a name, I do not have one. That is for you to decide.*

A large egg walbled at the center of the clutch and soon showed signs of a struggle hatchling. Having broken a good sized hole in the thick shell, the trapped dragonling peered out to the world with one sparkling eye. The glimps of what lies out side caused the egg to rock more violently at the eagerness of the ocupant. A wing protruded were the eye once was just before the egg burst from the forces. Deposited on her back and dripping with the moister from inside the egg, a large female lay stunded. She took after her mother in size and appearance in all ways except for her lack of a second pair of wings. Her silvery blue hid gleemed in the suns rays and was of set by a few patches of stone grey and white. If looked at closely, thin green streaks could be seen on her scales like her father. The female did not struggle to right herself, but just remained where she fell and stretched her neck out to peer at all of her sroundings.

Torique and Sora watched as yet another egg hatched. Sora gasped at the beauty of the hatchling. Torique could tell her daughter hoped she would bond to one of these dragonlings, Torique herself would like too. As the mother of Sora, Torique knew that her daughter would feel bad if her mother bonded and she did not. Torique could anytime ask for a ride from her mate's dragon, but Sora did not have that privelage. Torique turned her thoughts back to the hatching and inspite of herself, smiled.

Quinta looked down at her arm, stunned at the colors tracing her arm. "Alright...." she said, turning her attention from her arm back down to the hatchling. "I'm sorry, but I have no clue what a Striirecean dragon is, so I guess that it doesn't matter. As for a name, I'm pretty bad at coming up with names - someone asked me for input on naming their child before, and I suggesting Plant because it was the only thing on my mind. Luckily the child was not named Plant. I would have hated that. What about Zivier? Do you like that? I think it is a pretty name. It is the name of a tree on my homeworld, a subspecies of oak. Very pretty." Realizing that she was babbling, Quinta closed her mouth and forced a smile. "Are you hungry or anything? I don't know what you eat, but I am sure there is something of the sorts around here...."

Cinnamin and Datan both saw the plight of the back stranded hatchling, but it was Datan who reacted first. Not knowing the proper protocol in regards to an unknown hybrid, he nevertheless rushed to the hatchlings side.

"Will you let me help you little one?" he asked in a soft voice, "I can use a magic spell to set you on your feet and it won't hurt a bit."

Datan was not known for being soft or softhearted, but seeing the beautiful silver/blue hatchling stuck like that was something he just couldn't NOT react to.

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*Zivier will do just fine.* The male hatchling muttered, *I am hungry, so if you do manage to fine somefood I will be quite happy. After eating then perhaps me and you can learn more about my heritage and absolve our ignorance.*


The female looked wide eyed at the man that approched her with the offer of turning her upright. Blinking from the sun, the hatchling accepted his help. *That would be great. Even though looking at the world from this angle is interesting, my head is starting to hurt. I am the dragon of the mountains, that for sure I know. I do not know the full capatity of my powers but I know I am linked with the vast ranges of mountains of stone. Would you be in need of a dragon that brought such connection?*

Torique jumped when she heard her daughter sigh. Sora seemed to be worried about something, but Torique knew her daughter wouldn't appreciate her asking. Torique turned her attention back to the eggs, and watched as Datan helped a hatchling to her feet.

Sora had been thinking, what was the use of her even trying to bond to one of these special dragons. No dragon would want her, especially not a special one! She sighed audibly and saw her mother look at her, shrug, then turn her attention back the the eggs. Sora decided that perhaps she too should watch what happened at this hatching, even if she didn't think she stood a chance at bonding.

The female looked wide eyed at the man that approched her with the offer of turning her upright. Blinking from the sun, the hatchling accepted his help. *That would be great. Even though looking at the world from this angle is interesting, my head is starting to hurt. I am the dragon of the mountains, that for sure I know. I do not know the full capatity of my powers but I know I am linked with the vast ranges of mountains of stone. Would you be in need of a dragon that brought such connection?*

With a smile, Datan cast a simple levitation spell to raise the hatchling from the sands. Then he reached out and turned her upright, straightened her wings and sorted out her little legs, before gently lowering her back to the sands.

"That fixes that" he said with a chuckle, "A dragon with power over the stone of the mountains would be very useful to me. My home has a vast range of mountains called the Dimension Peaks; they are very tall, very rugged and filled with many different types of magic and creatures."

Boldly, he reached out and gently caressed the hatchling's head, "My name is Datan and I would be honored if you would accept me as your bondmate. I think you are very special and very beautiful."

Datan