"The eggs are hatching!" The word ran fast throughout the weyr. Resule stood with a start. How long had this been going on that he didnt know about? Quicky he threw on the white robe worn traditionally for impression and rushed to the sands. The golden queen was there, near the rocking eggs, looking at the line of assembled candidates warily. These were her eggs, only the finest would be chosen.
    Resule looked at them hopfully as the first egg hatched. A brown. Perhaps his brown? but no, the brown went to a joyous Mardel. Next was a green, and then a blue. The green raced towards a girl gracefully, but the blue...The blue eyed each of the candidates, then started Resule by tackling him.
    Haha R'sule, hello. I am Talimath. Talimath. What a lovely name for such a lovely blue, and not just any blue, his blue, his lifemate, his protector, his best friend. R'sule was a much more fitting name, a new name for his new life at the Weyr.