Ankou's tufted tail twitched impatiently as she watched the eggs rocking back and forth. The first egg wobbled and cracked open. The dragon crawled out of the egg, white hindquarters first. Then the hatchling's light purple head appeared, and the light purple trotted to the candidates, choosing her rider.
Two night creams were the next to hatch, followed by a night brown who chose a shapeshifting werewolf as his rider.
A slightly smaller egg rocked by Ankou's right paw, and she looked down at it curiously. The sphinx sat down, tapping at the egg delicately with one clawed paw. The answering tap, however, was anything but delicate. A dark purple claw punched through the shell. Oops...
Ankou heard a soft voice speak in her head, sheepishly.
The sphinx laughed, pulling at the hard shell to help her bond escape. "Come out, come out, my precious Nafuloth..." The night purple tumbled into Ankou's arms, gazing up at her with rainbow eyes.
Hello, Ankou! I'm hungry, can we eat now?
Ankou giggled. "Of course we can, Nafuloth. Come on, then." And the sphinx led her purple and black bond off the sands, while the rest of the eggs hatched.
