House Rh'thaou: Lantessama Isle

the continuing stories of the Taratus Clan
by Neishai

Lantessama Isle | Halloween Clutch | True Chaos Clutch

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Cyan, who was now in charge of the fragile peace in the cave, looked around at the last candidates, the one more evil than the other.
Cyan's eye fell on a tiger who was sitting patiently, waiting to impress. The gold-like fur of the tiger shined softly in the pail light of candles. Normally Cyan would have wondered how a tiger could have become a candidate, but it was Halloween after all...
The tiger slapped her strong tail against the warm sands of the cave. No doubt was in her eyes. She was just looking at one single movement. The egg cracked and small pieces flew off. Cyan could see the top of a wing sticking out, soft red spots on a dark black wing.
The tiger stood up and her blue intelligent eyes were focussed on the now cracked egg.
When a dark dragon with a deadly silver mask and ripped wings emerged form its egg, the tiger sat again. The phantom dragon lifted his head and a terrible growl made the cave tremble. Then it looked at the tiger.

'Let me see your human form Caoiloch, To see you are worthy.'
The tiger changed slowly in a long legged woman with long blond wavy hair. She looked teasingly at the dragon. 'I'm more than worthy for you Zangre.' She told the phantom dragon.
'I'll agree if you let me torture those who crossed the line.'
Caoiloch waited long enough for Cyan to get a heart attack and recover from it. Cyan just hoped the two would impress and leave everything untouched.. Then Caoiloch smiled.
'I think we will get along great.'
Together they left the hatching grounds and Cyan couldn't stop herself from sighing. Lucas saw her and smiled apologising. Cyan looked angry, but then smiled back.

~ Exerpt from Lantessama's Halloween 2003 hatching

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Next to them two shifter-males stood talking. Corvis, the raven-shifter, had spoken before. But Erloch had not. The young leader of the Taratus clan was here to bond as had his sister, his co-leader, in the Halloween clutch. He was young and easy to irritate, which mostly had deadly consequences as a certain venus fly trap had noticed when he had lost half his tail-leaves. But Evilness wouldn't have been Evilness if he too had taken revenge. Pidazzi smiled as she remembered the scream from Erloch's room after he had woken to find the snake-dragon wrangled around his neck. A very pleased Evilness had then slithered through the Isle, scarred badly from Erloch's claws, but still feeling his victory....

Three eggs broke, the hatchlings finding power in their mother's anger. Three males crept out, one horned, two others without, but all with the red eyes that glowed in the dark. They were ready to feed. The three wasted no time going over the candidates. They seemed to have already picked their chosen bonds....

...Meanwhile the other little ball of malignant fur had moved closer to the tiger-shifter Erloch.
"Erlochk." it said, swallowing the last sound of the name.
"Yes, Uzscem?"
"I am tempted to come with you... to taste the thrill of hunt and kill."
"Only tempted?" Erloch asked showing a rather graphic memory of a most satisfying prey.

"More than tempted..." the hatchling said, his eyes pulsating with lust.
"Come quickly then, we are expected."
The new couple also left the sands, eager to return home. Pidazzi thought there was a good chance the Finders would be exhausted by the end of the hatching. The three of them escorted the new hatchlings to were they wanted to go, making sure none of them got any ideas about killing of the transport dragon.

~ Exerpts from Trix' True Chaos clutch

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