All is dark. In the still, a dragoness sleeps, guarding her clutch. Several other dragons cluster round almost like a guard. All is well, and the clutch of eggs are set to hatch soon. Suddenly the silence is broken. An intense flash broghtens the open cavern, accompanied by a rumbling roar. A shriek rings out, a dragon by the sounds of it. All returns to dark just as the skies open and the rains begin. A hastily erected shiels protects those in the cavern from the rain, and a scuffle is in the process of being calmed. But where has the clutch mother gone? She is not with her eggs any more!

Panic ensues, dragons scatter in search of her, barring the four sentries that watch the eggs. Another roar, followed by another incandescent flash reveals the position of the dragoness. She is hiding under the guards, who are too shocked by the speed in which she moved to alert anyone. A 1200 foot long dragon shouldn't move THAT fast!

This is the clutch of Diamond Srrmaie and Sapphire Mrlarr, and the doting mother is scared of thunder and lightning! Pity really, as the eggs she has guarded, both hers and a few other mixed eggs that have been entrusted to her, are about to hatch. In the silence between rumbles of thunder a small *chink* noise is heard, and the hastily erected light charm casts a glow on the eggs. All appears to be normal until the eggs are inspected closely. One of the struggling occupants has broken a small chip from the egg which enfolds it.

A rumble of pro-*test*-('") sounds as Srrmaie is pushed from under her guard and towards the eggs, quickly stifled as she realises she needs to call in candidates. With a sigh and a flinch as another roar sounds from above, the great diamond queen sends out her mesaage.

*Any and all are welcome. There are 24 eggs, though not all are mine. And please hurry, this storm...* The transmission tapers off with an audiable mental screech that cuts through the recipiant's heads for a second. Clearly, the storm is worsening.


OOC: 1200 foot long and scared of a little lightning! Silly girl!

OOC: I know its been a while since you first posted this. I was wondering if you wanted to continue with it. I definately want to take part

*Dies of shock*
Hell! Someone noticed after people all said they wanted a hatching!

I am more than willing to continue this, but it will likely be a little slow, inspiration is sooooo lacking these days!

*Any and all are welcome. There are 24 eggs, though not all are mine. And please hurry, this storm...*

Cinnamin had been waiting outside with other potential candidates; when she heard the call, she entered the cavern. She bowed to the clutch mother and took her place before the eggs; thankful for the shield protecting them from the rain.

OOC: lol...count me in...I got a cat just like your dragon, she hides in the cubbard every time it starts thundering.

**Had parakeets named Thunder and Storm and a couple others. Of those the only one still alive is Thunder... And Thunder came from Virginia to California with me***

Purpura eeped at the mental message. She found where she was to go, and took thermals and then teleported the rest of the way in...

"Hello?"

Won't be holding this any more.
Might hold it by invitstion only at my new forum
Sorry but circumstances are as they are.