White Eyes was nervous. The time that it took to bring these eggs to hatch was much longer than Ainea indicated. But... Still. The people were less terrifying every day, and White Eyes was curious about some of them. They weren't human, they weren't elfin... What were they? Some had wings, and tails, some had other features.

But none of that mattered when he heard the call for the candidates. The nest was going to break, the eggs were hatching.

His patience paid off. White Eyes was hardly known as a boisterous elf, but he was quite excited. The same expression of joy could be found on everyone's faces, and he truly appreciated that. He hoped that the humans near Bald Mountain would understand, some day.

A silence came over everyone when the first of the eggs broke. A second one did the same, and its showed off a pearl colored dragonet. When another trio came, everyone didn't even know where to look first! Eventually, many of the candidates already had their bonds. But none left yet, and with good reason. One or two walked away with two dragons beside them!

A small aquamarine Lian carefully went through the egg shards, picked his way across the sands. He stopped at White Eyes. "My name is Enele, and I would like to see the spirits between the worlds, too." He said.

Impressed by this display, White Eyes nodded and smiled. "We will. When you're ready that is!"

Enele and White Eyes were brought back to Bald Mountain when the little Aquamarine was old enough to weather the trip through the Nexus. It turned out that they were the last of the big bunch to actually bond, and come back. It made him feel a little awkward, but Enele saved the day.

Brightly the Lian pranced around each of the elves, telling them his name and asking theirs. He commented to most, "White Eyes thinks very highly of you," or "my friend has told me much about your powers," or "I think we will get along well." All in all, he impressed the whole group.

Of course it exhausted both he and his elfin bond, rushing around the high dens.

And the colorful dens! White Eyes had no idea that they would be so ... full of dragons! And of every color! Pleased, grinning ear to ear, White Eyes and Enele sat back and watched everyone fly. The aquamarine wasn't big or strong enough yet to fly, but he would. Someday soon...

When that day finally came, Enele took to the sky with his large wings strongly moving. White Eyes was one of the smaller of the elves, and he was certainly smaller than any of the human bonds which normally rode dragons of any size. He could fit - carefully - upon Enele's back. So finally, on a bright day in LeafFall, with humans in the local village cheering (or was it screaming? White Eyes wasn't sure if Apogee had warned them about the new additions to their tribe) the whole band of dragons and elves flew across the Holt!

Bald Mountain would never be the same!