Halloween 2004 Dragons
Grinning pumpkins lighted the small heart of the
holiday cave. Their moving light made more shadow than it illuminated the
grey walls, but a large gathering of eggs could be easily seen around the
center fire. Outside the cave laughter sounded and more than once the
small rapid patter of children's feet could be heard outside.
A soft slither was barely noticeable, but two round yellow eyes were
all the more visible as a soft green plant dragon entered the special
sands area. Wickedness had carefully made her way via the top of the
regular hatching sands, avoiding the light of Purelith's mate Einzelth.
Fading into the background, seemingly just another lantern hanging from
the wall, Wickedness watched as Donriven and Lucas entered the caves. They
couldn't see her, if she was thrown out now all would have been for
"I don't like it one bit." Donriven said to Lucas, "Why do
I have to give out weapons?"
"You aren't using these anymore." Lucas said absentmindedly,
still putting up the last decorations - late as usual. "Trix told me
they haven't been used in years.
"They're collector's items." Donriven said glowering.
"They'll probably be returned as the hatchlings grow. It's not my
fault the 'Bring your own Weapon' part wasn't included on the
"Not mine either. I was busy with the shadows." Donriven said.
"Well I had to make half the female population happy by installing
that espresso machine. Really, it could have ended up in riots if I
"Just go call the candidates." Donriven shrugged as one of the
eggs started to show signs of hatching. "It's too late to change
now." looking at his collection of weapons, stalled aesthetically
against the back wall, he sighed. He'd better get these back eventually.
The Candidates entered the cavern, The flames inside
the pumpkin lanterns casting light and shadow on their faces, obscuring
them until Wickedness could not make out their features. She did however
see two equally interested eyes on the opposite wall of the cave. So daddy
had made his way into the holiday cave as well. This could get
The eggs in the center of the cave started wobbling and silence descended
onto the candidates. It seemed as if everyone was holding their breath.
Wickedness herself arched forward. It was always uncertain what would
hatch from these genetically altered eggs. That had been clear to her from
the moment she had heard about this clutch. She could barely be called
adult, but that wouldn't stop her from trying to bond.
The first of the eggs suddenly burst open, causing a rain of dust and ash
to fly from the burning fire. Where the egg had been Wickedness now saw a
small beige dragon on the sands. Getting to his knees and hands he looked
oddly like a human toddler, crawling with equal grace - knocking over eggs
wherever he passed them - toward Donriven's weapon stand.
"What are you going to take from me?"
Donriven asked, being elbowed by Lucas to be nice.
The hatchling chose, bonded and the hatching continued.
Lucas and Donriven could start arguing, 4 more eggs broke in the circle,
some of them cracking even others. As dragonets spilled on the heated
sands, the candidates arched forward, all of them trying to get a good
look at the different babies. But the hatchlings ran through and over each
other, making it hard to follow them.
of them eventually headed for the back wall. The first to reach the Mecca
of all Halloween dragons was a dark brown female, with dark red wings that
surprised even Lucas. With her bright orange-red hair the hatchling could
be followed around the cave well. She went to the weapons stand and took
one of several knives laying on the table.
stead of moving to the candidates after she had gotten her weapon, the
baby female headed for the secret stairs out of the special sands. Trix
was only barely quick enough to stop her and pointed her to play with her
bondless sister saying they would find any home she wanted later.
asked as the hatchling passed her.
turned to Trix and asked: "How
do you think you spell that?"
don't think she cares." Trix
make it look cool."
after the other five eggs hatched, stirring the sand up into clouds of
dust by their force. The five hatchlings were obscured for a while, but
Wickedness' eyes were used to bad conditions. The
orange female shook her head at all the weapons Lucas presented her with.
Finally she sighed, headed for the food tables, guarding the punch bowl
like she was paranoid.
she going to drink that?" Lucas
just put it there for drama's sake." and
indeed no-one had gone near it, the bowl shuddered, hissed and fumed,
looking not at all drinkable.
think she wants someone else to drink it." Cyan
luck for whoever catches that one." Lucas
shall not be caught." the
female called back, "I'm Merix and
I stand alone... after all, no-one could survive long in my
to poison our drinks while we're not watching. Just what we need around
more eggs broke shell. Two male dragons fell to the sands. One was dark
grey, the other brown. Wickedness noted that all dragons hatching this
Halloween were not very brightly coloured. As the pair made their way to
the back, one of them -the brown one- tripped and could only stay erect by
clinging to a dark blue table cloth. Staying panting for a while the
hatchling suddenly threw the table cloth around him and grinned.
Wickedness also noted these group of hatchling's fondness of capes.
Apparently only the insane hatched on Halloween - what was so fun about a
grey male had already chosen his mace, the point on the orb gleaming with
malicious light before the brown one even got close, hindered by the cape
he wore as a poncho.
grey one waited for his brother to make a choice, some daggers and a stout
metal axe left Donriven's table, before he tugged Trix' shirt.
"I'm Klahren." the
grey one said, "I
won't be going until I'm adult."
"Add me too," the
grey one said, "I'm Jonjas."
eggs, wobbling since Evilness had passed them, broke open one shortly
after the other. A slightly yellowish male and a brown female rolled out
of the eggs, getting caught up in each other. In a large ball of tail and
limbs they stopped when they hit the wall and where helped by Cyan and
Lucas, and directed toward Donriven. The male looked up with wonder-filled
eyes and finally tried to grab a double-bladed sword. The female looked
over the weapons and sighed. She did not like any of them. Joining her
sisters on the decoration tables she soon found another left over pole
that she hugged close. Not much after she found the fake feathers and was
in heaven when she found out they stuck to her stick. When asked her name
she mumbled 'Heirast'
barely slow enough to be understood.
The third last egg broke and a yellowish male wandered from the broken
shell, his movements quick and minimalist. When he reached Donriven he
just pointed to the Samurai sword hanging from the wall. After that he
opened his mouth only to say, "Omoimori." then
he bowed slightly and left for the feeding tables, not even bothering to
look at the other unbonded, though he did glance over the blond female
The second last egg broke when Omoimori had just left the hatching cave, a
beige female stepping out. She stepped to Donriven, looking at the table,
but finally turning to Trix.
"Are you going unbonded too?" the Laedrys asked, stopping
the record for a second.
To her surprise the hatchling grabbed her pen and began furiously writing
with it on the paper.
"Can you speak?" Trix asked.
"Of course. Writing is just more fun."
"Figures." Donriven said before Trix gave him an irritated
"Will you bond, Pennae?" she asked the dragoness.
"Can't I just stay here with you?" the
dragoness asked, "I
can record too." she
"Maybe you can give out a paper later." Cyan
smiled, "I don't see why she couldn't stay."
"Maybe we can even get her to stalk Evilness and Wickedness for
practice... writing up what they do can surely fill more than a few
Knives Ykhamodred (f)
Feathered Amazon Heirast (f)
Student Pennae (f)
Poison Merix (f)
Mace Jonjas (m)
All Dragons adopted at Lantessama