Two more eggs had hatched, leaving a male and female dragonet on the sands. The female was another undead green, this one a yellow-green, almost acidic shade. The male was dark blue with silvering over his hide, gazing around him cheerfully.
As one, both dragonets stood up, walking slowly to the candidates. Ironically, they both stopped at the same candidate-Poison. The female green looked up at him coolly. Lorahn...I am called Serta. My brother is-
My name's Retanel! The blue said, cheerful as he bounced hyperly around Poison's, (or Lorahn's, as they called him) feet. Me and my sister both like you, Lorahn, so we're gonna hang around with you, okay?
Serta was glaring at him, a low growl slowly building in her throat. She moved to stand beside her rider protectively. Yes, well, if you really want to come along with us, I suppose Lorahn will not mind.
She continued to stare hatefully at her oblivious brother as they all walked out together.
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It wasn't long after the pair graduated from weyrling classes that Retanel decided that he'd like to chase. Luckily, he'd chosen a dragoness at Darkling Dawn, so it wasn't too much of a hassel. When Lorahn asked Serta what she thought about it, her reply was, rather predicably, Let Retanel flitter about in such coporeal forms of entertainment. I have no such needs.