Rose looked at the two new hatchlings *You both look amazing* she thought to them, thinking how much she would like to have one and hoping one chose her.

*Young one, I am from the Depths of the oceans and while most of my people do not frequent the sandy beaches of Above I thrive on them. They are the place where my two worlds meet.* With a smile Sihrdon pointed to Elianna who was still standing near Ryalla and thought to the little male, *My mate is from Above and I am from Below, what better place for us to live than where they meet. We've been hesitant to build a home of our own but with one such as you to protect us, if you wish it, how could we not?*

Drodan watched thoughtfully as the strange man spoke with his small son. It wasn't until the man turned and Drodan caught sight of the man's ears that he had a vague idea of just what the man was. Unable to resist the urge to get a closer look Drodan nuzzled at Jresishia and then with a mumbled *yes my love, they are beautiful,* slowly made his way towards the man and his son. The closer he got to the man, the more excited he became for as he approached he realized he could see vague shapes through the man that should have been hidden by a regular humanoid body. As he approached closer yet he saw that the man's skin and hair were both tinted green! Unable to hold his excitement any longer Drodan shifted to his form to that of something long lost to the Triiallan Dragons and ran to the man. His form and his coloring matched that of the kneeling man and except for his obvious lack of a see-through body he could have been the man's brother. Not wanting to interfere in the bonding of his child to this man Drodan stopped himself just short of the pair and waited. He'd never thought to meet one of the Creators, let alone have one wish to bond one of his offspring!

Elianna watched warily as the sire of the clutch made his way towards Sihrdon and the hatchling and it wasn't until he shifted form and took that of an Ellfin could she see the awe and wonder on his face. With a small laugh, shared by Ryalla, Elianna's worries drifted away. Then, noticing that the sire dragon had shifted in front of a crowd full of onlookers Elianna gave a slight jump and rumaged through her travel pack attached to Ryalla's flying straps.

Finding what she'd been searching so frantically for she ran out onto the sands towards the sire dragon and handed him a wrap. At the funny look she recieved from him Eli just said, "Put it around your waist or you'll be having to save the women here from your mate's wrath." Yet another confused look was answered by, "I doubt the mother of this clutch would fancy other females, be them human or dragon, staring at you," and with a quick gesture, "like this." Looking down Drodan saw what the strange woman meant and as discretely as possible, which wasn't very, wrapped his lower body in the offered garment. Once he was covered properly Eli made her way back quickly to Ryalla and in an accusing tone asked, "Are all your kind so blatantly ingorant of proper clothing?" Although she couldn't hear the dragoness laughing at her Eli sure felt it.

Seph:
The twilight female beemed with happiness and practically giggled out loud. *I love the name Tiliai. It's me and that it shall be. Now lets go play* A groumble interupted the dragonet and she looked down at her stomach. *Well after we get something to eat, we can play.*

Lady Cin:
*Yes I am quiet dark, am I. The name Mor fits me very well indeed and I like it. Now can we please go over to the food table.*

Lady of the Weyr:
The male was too buisy talking to another man to notice the woman's complement, but the larger female did. *Thank you, fair lady.* The hatchling creeped forward to obtain a better look at Rose. She snifed at the woman with just a bare touch of her noise in the most ticklish way. *So, what's your name? Your beautiful like me too.*

Maira:
The little male dragonet sat with a slight awe to his dragon face as he listen with intensity at Sihrdon. He grinned in a dragonic way when the man finished. *That is such a wonderful story and I would be honored to help you build for your mate. Some day I wish I could have such ambitions, but of course I am still far to young to think about such things left for the future. I would love to protect you and your mate any where you wish to build.* The little dragon's attention was attracted by another man standing of to the side. He was a little surprised but the little dragonet soon picked up on the familar smell and mental signature. *Hello, father.* The hatchling reached foward to greet his sire with a nudge on the hand. He wasn't sure what his father wanted with his new bond, but nothing was wrong so he was happy to be surrounded by those he loved.

Jresishia started at the rash action of her mate and a slight sound of surprise came from her. She watched as he changed and was fully aware of the state of the man, who did not regard his nudness at all. *Dradon, what in the stars are you doing? Your going to catch a chill and be sick if you dont cover yourself and no dragon should ever have a cool. Plus if you dont listen to your sister's partner then she will be right about my wrath.* She turned to Ryalla with a sigh. *Uh, men!*

Sora smiled at Tiliai."I'm glad you like it. Yes we best get you something to eat."Sora led the hatchling over to find some food."Then we will play."

OOC: sorry for the short post, but I've been sick for the last 3 days and I still don't feel too good.

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Cin just laughed and led Mor over to the feeding area. She was very happy, she loved mixed breed and sport dragons, they were special because they were different.

In the mist of excitment three more eggs cracked. One large dragonet stood in the center of the clutch. He appeared much like a prince of the Triiallan with his pale yellow hide with black streaks. The hatchling will be large when he grows because he was already larger that a normal Triiallan hatchling, but still in the right range for a Striirecean. Parts of his yellow hide was broken by patches of a orangish-red that swirled together with some thin lines of black. *I am the dragon of fire. Who would need of someone like me?* The dragonet announced. The other two were females. One looking almost like a normal justice Triiallan hatchling. Her completly black hide had streaks of a lighter purple and the only thing that would distinquished her from any ather Triiallan was her two pairs of wings. The other female was another purple princess that was more in the middle of a Striirecean sized hatchling and a Triiallan hatchling. Her hide was a faint blue purple but she had no streaks and just a tiny hint of jade green and some light brown.

9 hatched: 8 remaining

Torique sent feelings of welcome to the black and purple hatchling. Oh but wasn't she beautiful! Torique wondered what her power was. It really wouldn't matter as Torique could use any power and would just love to bond to one of these lovely crossbreeds!

*Thank you * Rose thought, smiling at the compliment * My name is Rider Rose of Oceana Hold. Have you got a name?* she asked the dragon kindly.

Sihrdon smiled warmly at the little hatchling, he couldn't believe he'd found a soulmate so quickly. It wasn't until the hatchling looked at something standing just behind him that Sihrdon was able to pull his gaze away. The shock he got was nearly as much as that that poor Drodan had recieved and Sihrdon, where he had been kneeling before, landed flat on his butt as he looked up at the near mirror image of himself.

Clothed only in a leather wrap around his waist Drodan didn't have time to react to Jresishia before the man he'd raced across the sands to investigate turned around to face him. Before he could say anything to the man a soft voice came into Drodan's mind, *Hello, father,* it said. Smiling he turned his gaze from the obviously startled man to his son and sent back warmly, *Hello young one, do you know who it is you have chosen for yours?* He couldn't help but wonder if the inherent recognition all Triiallans had for their creators was lost in his son's mixed heritage.

Lady of the Weyr:
*Why no, I do not have a name.* The dragonet sound almost surprised at the fact, but instead desided to concentrate more on landing a wet lick on Rose's cheek. *I would like it if you gave me one, Rose. Would you do that for me?*

Seph:
The justice female looked towards Torique as she felt the mind touch hers by thinking of her. *Hello, I can feel that you are thinking of me. May I ask why you are thinking of me?* The Triiallan mix hatchling lowered her head as if to invit the woman to her. The lovely purple that told of her emphathy powers had a slight shimmer to them as she moved her hide.

Maira:
The little male looked a little confused at his fathers question and looked squent eyed at him and then at his choosen and back again. With the need to examine Sihrdon the hatchling climbed up on to his legs and peered in to his eyes, his snout nearly touching the mans nose. *I dont know who he is quite yet. Yes I know his name, but there is something more to him. Something special that I cannot name, but I know it there. He is my choosen after all so he must be special.* Then he looked to Drodan with a slight smile as if to please him by his intellegence, his tail swishing to and for. *You look like him. He is your father and mine in a way... but I dont quite understand.*

Torique was surprised at the hatchlings response. As she walked over she sent.*Why not think of you? You are a most beautiful hatchling. May I inquire as to whether or not you mind me thinking of you?*

"Of course I would, she smiled as she felt the hatchling lick her cheek, I'll call you silver streak." "Thank you for choosing me, she turned to her host, T hank you for allowing me to come." she said, before stroking and feeding her new bond.

Seph:
*Why would I mind? Being thought of is something good as long as the thought was good. And I did not since any thing uncomvertable with your thought patterns so I am not worried. In fact I quite like being thought so highly. Thank you. Is that your daughter over there with my sister. She has your features and her companion has mine so I figured the relation. What is your name, fair lady? I would like to know. I do not know mine, could you find it?*

OOC
Bonded
Consort/King m
Mountain dragon f
Beach Dragon m
black and pewter m
Twighly Dragon f
black with purple striped Justice f
mahogany brown and silver streaks f

In the process of bonding
Citizen/Air Dragon m

Unbonded
Fire Dragon m
Red and gold queen f
Blue/Sliver and Black Justice m
princess-blue purple with jade and brown f

Torique smiled at the hatchling."Yes, that is my daughter Sora. My name is Torique little one. I can certainly find your name if you wish me too."Torique was overjoyed that this hatchling would even consider her. She glanced at Sora and saw the girl smile, so Torique turned her attention back to the hatchling.