He ignored the fuming dragonknight in the corner, and instead focused on the rocking eggs as the first of them hatched. A dark blue hatchling emerged, and bonded a young man. The dragonknight told them to go and get food for the others as the next two eggs cracked, revealing a purple and a large bronze draognet.
Cilan watched the bronze with interest, they were supposed to be one of the highest ranking colors, aren't they? but the bronze ignored him, and moved instead towards one fo the other boys.
Many more dragons hatched, some of them rather normal, others far from it. Finally, another bronze appeared, this one marked with a cloud-like pattern on his hide. The clouded bronze strode to the male candidates, inspecting them before stopping and looking up at Cilan.
The centaur looked down at the large bronze in surprise, but the bronze was ignoring his questioning look, and seemed to be studying him from head to hoof.
Yes, He said finally, I think that I'll be able to carry you when I learn how to fly. Definitely.
Cilan smiled and reached down to stroke the dragonet's head. "That's good, Thryor." He laughed.
