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Laura and Gwen grumbled as they made their way to the Sands. They had to hurry, because they were falling behind everyone else. God knew they had to look good before they went anywhere. Gwen was yanking her robes up higher and higher the more steps she took. Laura was eyeing the guy in front of her. They arrived just in time to see the first egg hatch, but Laura's breath was suddenly taken away at the sight of the next. She was a gorgeous jade and emerald colour, the exact colour of a necklace she had seen in a magazine and wanted. The little dragon's wings were speckled with rosy tones. Laura was, for once in her life, speechless.

Laura... A whisper came into her mind, eerily, as if in consideration. It was a silky voice, appealing and musical. Then, the confirmation of whatever question it was asking came rushing into Laura's mind like a hurricane. She was suddenly overcome by a feeling of strength and intense emotion. A reassurance came into her mind, that she would never again be alone.

Laura, I am Kemalith, she projected. Those males will drop dead around us. But, for us to do anything, I first need food.

"Yes Kemalith," Laura whispered, and with a quick squeeze of Gwen's hand, the two were off.

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Gwen glanced up at the other eggs hatching. A gorgeous, regal dragonet stepped forward, dark and cloudy. A presence comes into Gwen's mind, confident and loving all at the same moment. As she stared into the black dragoness' eyes, a feeling that she couldn't quite pinpoint overcame her. It was the comfort of being held by her mother, the reassurance of confiding in an old, trusted friend. It came with the suggestion that the dragonet was all that and more.

I am Setadath, Gweneth, she projected to her. Gwen listened, silent and almost awestruck. Let's get some food, now, if you're ready. Oh...and roll that robe down. Gwen giggled and obeyed as they left.

Kemalith is a flirtacious creature, taking any opportunity to use men to her advantage. Give her the chance, and she'll have the males of the clutch doing her chores for her. This could allow her to get very lazy and out of shape if you don't stay on her. Threatening her figure is always a way to move her into action. She's very concious about her level of appeal. Of course, just because she flirts with males doesn't mean she wants anything to do with most of them. Any request for attentions with be met with a haughty laugh and You thought I was serious?. She can be a bit full of herself at times, but she's all sugar and honey towards you. Everyone else only sees that when she wants something. Kemalith's flights will be few and far betweens, however. She'll discover not too long after her first clutch that she hates being gravid and hates tending eggs. You won't be too fond of it either after three months of whining about these eggs ruining her appearance and having only one male to tease.

Setadath is the epitome of a well-brought up lady, and in that sense, some people might see her as the best thing that ever happened to Gwen. Rather than allowing her to make herself attractive by rolling up skirts and pulling down or tying up shirts, she'll teach her how to be attractive through being alluring, though being well-dressed and flaunting it well. Rather than short skirts and daisy dukes, it'll be tight pants and skirts with slits along the side. If this dragoness has her way, she'll make her into some semblance of a proper lady, and allow her to attract the boys' attention at the same time. But, that's up to Gwen. As controlling as she sounds, she'll only try to toy with her lifestyle because she sees it as being the best for Gwen. She cares about her rider more than life itself. Like Gwen, she is social, benevolent, and friendly, just less flirtacious. When it comes to flights, Setadath is highly selective, entertaining only the best of suitors. The rest will know early in the flight that they have no chance.

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See what happens next!