Once upon a Time in
Age: 3 (human conversion: 21)
cat-form, Nadja is a pure-white, green-eyed beauty and she knows it. In
hman-form, she is a lithe blond-haired girl with delicate features.
Personality: Nadja is a real princess. She
likes to be adored and served. So the male attention from the
block-gentleman, Andrez, is more than welcome. And that he's cute doesn't
hurt. Spending their time together, Nadja has come to appreciate the more
active side of life but she still prefers to rest on a luxurious blanket
if the opportunity presents itself.
Short bio: Nadja is part of a new cat species
that is taking Verona by storm. Little do the humans know that the cats
are actually cat-shifters slowly infiltrating their world. The real cats
know of course, but usually don't care as long as the food and attention
Hobbies: Basking in luxury.
(Ket/Russian for "love"
Size, Colour & Type: 7', Pink Variant
Special Talents: Luvitbeth has a strong
teleportation ability in seeking out "safe" destinations.
Luvitbeth is a twin egg and will pass down genetic markers for this
From: Istabitha Weyr (Valentine 2021
White Ajandeykth Sire: Copper Birth
weather was cool and balmy, the sun high in the sky, and the afternoon
classes dragging on, the way classes do. When the dragons began to hum,
the candidates were more than ready to abandon their classes and head
straight to the hatching sands. Eggs were shaking in the hatching caverns
of Istabitha Weyr. More and larger eggs because of the appearance of
a second pair, Ajandeykth and her mate copper Birth. Both dams, Ajandeykth
and Tinoth, were situated nearer together than most dragon queens
typically liked. Ajandeykth was considerably smaller than Tinoth, but
neither was large.
Ronald and Veronique entered the sands after a few of the
other candidates had already entered. They were dressed in white robes,
their feline companions close by their side. It had taken time to
understand that the felines were more than just cats- and the Weyrwoman
had wondered of Tinoth’s decision to allow the pets so close to the
eggs. It was the quiet Ronald who led the way, his hand brushing
Veronique’s but not holding it outright.
There were some odd eggs out there. Not just in their random quantity, but
in their sizes and even their shapes. It wouldn’t be the last
questionable thing about them. The first of the eggs to show movement was
a very small, very round egg that didn’t crack, but started to roll.
Slowly, it shifted, making its way across the sands and landing with a
resounding crack into a much larger one. The top half of the egg was
pushed off by the hatchling inside with an angry, indignant screech. The
much larger egg the black hatchling had crashed into cracked open slowly,
two thirds falling away, as a rather large boned hatchling peeked out over
Two more eggs shifted, wiggling and jumping until they snapped open:
revealing not two hatchlings, but three. That elicited a gasp from the
stands, it was pretty rare wasn’t it? That there were twins within one
egg? That said, there were … large eggs? Maybe that meant there would be
more? With a vague number of visible eggs at any time before now, and
twenty solid real people at minimum standing
around, who knew which of these people might be walking away alone, or how
many would come as a surprise.
The twin hatchlings had complementary markings- both a subdued shade of
rose, the larger of the two with darker, maroon markings and the smaller
with shades of brown. It was the bulkier rose male who led the way,
stopping every so often to ensure his sister was following behind.
The brown stopped in front of Ronald,
letting out a creel as he rose on his hindlegs, placing two paws on the
young man’s knees.
Ronald fell to the ground, eyes wide as the hatchling continued to creel.
‘We will find a home for all of us, Ronald’
he stated. ‘A home where we can be happy, a new
Ronald cried out.
The female dragon continued to watch from behind her brother, and
Veronique took a step closer. “Are you-“
the young woman asked.
The female let out a chuff of amusement. ‘What
sort of happily ever after would that be? No, you are not for me.’
Her tone was bright and amused as she butted her head against her
brother’s hide. ‘Your One does not want to
show herself yet.’ It was clear even though the
conversation had been private, that Veronique was surprised at this. Of
course ‘private’ in a dragonry surrounded by telepathic dragons and telepathic people…
In the stands, people murmured, and Naeodin suppressed a smile when her
own dragon told her of the exchange. So this was why Tinoth had insisted
on their presence.
The dragon’s eyes were intent and changing colors rapidly, focusing on
the white feline with green eyes that started in surprise, and shifted
into the form of a lithe blonde girl. Soon enough the dragon’s whirling
eyes matched those of her chosen.
‘You are mine, Nadja.
I am yours, and we will make the most beautiful dragonrider pair’ Luvitbeth said
The Hatching continued, dragons came into view, impressed and ventured f
the sands, their lives just beginning. Veronique, Ronald, Nadja and Andrez
didn't realize, but dragons of unusual markings had hatched with some
regularity. The festivities began, Pernese and non-Pernese mingling
A turn later, the smudgy and chubby little
hatchlings of Istabitha’s most eclectic clutch caused an uproar.
Because they were changing color.
The valentines clutch of Istabitha’s Weyr had a second surprise- the
hatchlings began to enter their final adult shades as weyrlings, their
hides deepening (or brightening, in some cases), with markings coming into
full form at adulthood.
The record keepers of Istabitha’s decided, they were down as
“Variants” anyways. It would not make too much of a difference.
Besides, it wouldn’t be Pern’s problem for much longer, they thought
=> Adult story will be written after the others
STORY - [Veronique]
[Ronald] [Nadja] [Andrez]
Candidate page for Istabitha
Weyr's 2021 Valentine Clutch