A week or two had passed since Mezireth vacated the sands, and now the black-winged white also longed for escape � and as midday came upon Ryslen, she had her chance. Sixteen candidates and a large number of spectators came to see her children emerge, a fact that pleased her greatly.
The first of her eggs to split wide open was clearly Alimach�s son, a vibrant red beast with blue wings! He looked over the candidates � one and only one would do. Blythe, I chose you. I am Baeloryth. Blythe stepped towards the dragon and his brother Rokan might have scowled, but a voice spoke to him. Patience, Rokan. A brown dragon, brothership to the red obvious buy his blue wings, pushed out of his shell. �I don�t feel like being patient, Banaitanth.� The hatchling laughed. You wait no more, Rokan. I am here.
Another egg rocked over onto its side, and then burst, spilling Duskay�s daughter, a Night Green, onto the hot red sands. She hurried to right herself, then rushed to the girls. We�ll make it right, Melody! she promised. Melody murmured the dragon�s name softly � Zelphenth.
The fourth dragon was also Alimach�s son, a brown-winged bronze. He lounged lazily on the sands. �Go get your rider!� Someone urged the dozing bronze. I think you should get him for me. the bronze drawled. Someone laughed under his breath, �You tell them, Kazatith.� I have, and now I tell you, Avatar. We�ll have whatever we like, without any effort whatsoever�
The fifth egg split open and the sixth as well, revealing a Night Purple and a Night Cream in turn. There was no hesitation in either of their steps as they approached the candidates. Kaishia � you sought long and did what is right the purple said, putting her paw on the girl�s leg. �Celvieth.� The cream waited, and approached her choice. �Alaloth, right?� Sevalinna asked, and the dragon nodded her head.
Three females from Duskay, three males from Alimach. All fabulous. Multiple mates sure make life interesting.