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Aya Sengihr-Dahash and Megami Sengihr, candidates to Ryslen
Megami watched as her sister waited for the Flurry eggs to hatch, while her own green and white Rys-hathian grew at a tremendous rate.
Ghaoikirauk had the dramatic flair of her rider's sister, more than anything else, but she was always fairly obediant. Except when it came time for flying. Ghaoi insisted that Meg use a modified saddle, because the others designed for the four-leggers were very uncomfortable.
"But... I'm not going to be flying you into combat, Ghaoikirauk," Megami stated carefully.
I know, but you will be riding me, and I wish to arrive properly, not in pain.
Laughing, Megami agreed that style wasn't quite as important as comfort, but still had its place, after all. Zekirans were like that...
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"Usually, isn't Ryslen having more hatchings?" Aya asked.
Megami nodded, "yes, but I think everything is waiting for the Flurry to hatch."
"Half of it already did," Aya pointed out. She said so with a faint disappointment in her voice, because she'd stood there as a tiro and didn't bond at all. "So that leaves a little more space on the sands."
"Nope, you would think so, but the queens have spread themselves out over them again." Megami laughed.
Since Ghaoikirauk, or Kirauk, as Megami liked to call her, was becoming more adept at teleporting and using portals in general, she went back and forth to Zekira with Megami to update everyone on their progress. She was a bit of an oddity, there - but everyone recognized the Ryslen paws right off.
When she brought Megami back, it was early in the morning on the day that half the rest of the Flurry eggs chose to hatch. The deafening song coming from the red sands brought awake most of the tiro, including Aya. She threw on some functional clothing and the longer white vest showing her rank, and saw Megami up in the stands. Waving to her only briefly, Aya's attention was captured by the hatchling on the sands.
Several of them came and went, choosing their bonds. They were lovely - just like the first batch's hatchlings of course. But they had something that the first did not.
An egg hatched out a lovely indigo-twilight male, and his four wings showed off pretty flurry patterns! He strode right up to Aya.
Hmm, am I what you expected, Aya? I am Sorangiata. Perhaps we could wait and see what else hatches?
"Of course we can do that, Sorangiata!" Aya laughed - it was pure bliss listening to his dark voice. There was a faint breeze to it, he was so different than talking to anyone else with her mind! He was hungry too - but he was more intent on waiting and watching the sands for something.
Several lovely hatchlings broke their shells, and Aya wondered why they were still hanging around. The hunger gnawing at Soran's gut was threatening to creep into her own stomach... But right as she thought that, another egg broke up and a silver colored female stepped out. With care, she dusted herself off from the sands. Sorangiata rushed to her side. There was something odd about her wings, like he had four - she had the feathered nubs that said she was also a Ryslen crossbreed.
While they were busy sniffing at one another, Aya and almost everyone in the place stared at them. What was going on?
Before the answer to that question became apparent, however, another egg burst open and showed off a dark green, who bolted from his shell and ran loudly up to the stands. He was bellowing, angry, urgent.
Sorangiata carefully walked back to Aya with his silver friend in tow. I am Dziewedanth, Aya.
So surprised was she, that Aya didn't even have time to respond. There were still noises coming from the furry green.
Megami. He wants you. Ghaoikirauk thought to Megami, from the inner cliff above the sands.
Sharding right I do! shouted the male green. His mind was strong, sharp, demanding. He was furry. He had catlike eyes, which focused upon Megami as she made her way to his presence by the sands. He didn't seem too happy to be kept waiting. "I'm coming, Sonaeralta..."
Kirauk sighed, and mostly to herself, muttered, Back to classes...
