Morning Star Weyr
Zearia sighed as she stood on the sands of the FGPC. She watched as the dragons hatched around her. She'd seen dragons like this before. Morning Star was always producing usual dragons. As a black dragon Impressed a young boy, a two tone hatched. It was a gold and bronze female who was hesitant about her choices. She walked first to the girls, then the boys, then the girls again. As she walked she kept looking back at Zearia. The gold-bronze stopped in front of her and stretched her neck out up to the Zearia's nose.
  Why doesn't a Weyrwoman not have a dragon? she asked.
  "I don’t," Zearia said, unsure if this was the dragon that wanted her. The gold tilted her head and sat back down on her haunches as if studying the Weyrwoman.
  Now you do. My name is Nivrosth . And when I grow up I’ll be a Senior Queen right?
  "As long as I stay Weyrwoman!" Zearia laughed and hugged her dragon.
  Zearia thought back to the picture she had ripped to shread only a few years before. She had never thought that he dragon would be so beautiful, and a gold had only been a pipe dream for her, but now it was all true.
She had a beautiful gold - no, gold/bronze - who was small enough to be flown by her mate's dragon.

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