The eggs were long overdue, and Ashv was starting to get impatiant. She lay on a rock, enjoying the sun's warm rays. She flicked her tail lazily, glancing at the cavern where the eggs lay.
The gryphon was startled by a loud bugle as the parents announced that the eggs were hatching. Sitting up, she spread her golden wings, making her way quickly to the black sands.
The eggs were all rocking furiously, and the crowd fell silent as the first egg cracked. It was a large one, and it was not entirely surprising when it turned out to hold twins. The two looked around as the candidates stared in shock. The green dragons, if green they could be called, were covered in lighter patterns that looked much like a nebula.
The first of the beryl-nebulas, as they were called, strode up to the girls and chose her rider.
The second paused, appearing frightened, and then rushed to her bond. Ashv stood, startled, as the hatchling buried her head in the gryphon's smooth fur and feathers. "You'll take care of me, won't you, Ashv?" The dragon surprised everyone again by speaking aloud. Ashv just looked amused by the crowd's shock. Didn't most dragons speak aloud?
She nuzzled the hatchling affectionately with her beak. "Kviyath." She said, and she and the hatchling both laughed at the confused look of the crowds as they left together.
