| Morning Star Weyr: Main Hatching Grounds |
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| Lokath crooned happily as her mate, Demetrith, nuzzled her lovingly. They admired her clutch as Rita and An'die strolled onto the sands, arm in arm. Rita smiled sweetly at her gold. "Have you finished, love?" Rita asked. Just about, Lokath sighed. There may still be a few left. "How many are there, Lokath?" An'die asked. Fourteen on the sands, Demetrith crooned to his lifemate. Maybe fifteen or sixteen when she finishes. You have so little faith in me, Deme, Lokath sighed. I thought there would be at least five more. No, love, Demetrith sighed. Nowhere near five. Three maybe. "Well, you two can go on and argue, but I need to know how many candidates," Rita sighed. Sixteen, Lokath sighed. There will be at least that many. Rita nodded as she turned to An'die, smiling deeply at him, "Tell F'gan we'll need sixteen candidates for Lokath's clutch, and hurry, love. I don't want to be away from you for too long." As An'die walked away, Lokath turned to her rider, When are you going to tell him about your clutch, love? "When the excitement about yours has died down," Rita sighed. "I wouldn't want to steal any of your glory," Rita sighed as she caressed Lokath's muzzle. Rita? Are you saying... Demetrith rumbled as Lokath slapped him with her tail. Yes, and you best keep your muzzle shut until after our clutch hatches, Lokath rumbled. Rules Back to Entrance |
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| Candidates - at least 16 needed Sandra - Visit Her Alys and Senna - Visit Them Byonce - Visit Her |