Hatching 5
White-Winged Green Kyrenath and Blue Aseth and Bronze Ithtyruith

Laedrys Trix watched as she saw the candidates enter the sands. Oddly all worthy that had been found were girls this time. Of course the mother of the clutch, Kyrenath might have had a say in that. Like her rider she stayed well away from long-lasting relationships, only finding pleasure in the occasional fling now and again.
The two fathers of the clutch were waiting patiently at the edge of the hatching sands. They had been fetching food for the pregnant/guarding dragoness and were now dismissed of their duties. Kyrenath had announced her eggs were moving.
Trix could feel the expectation as electricity in the air. She had at times tried to count the eggs, but Kyrenath had kept them close to her, burying several for days. She had counted as many as 15 and as little as 6. 
Trix shifted her attention to the candidates. The 8 girls stood in a oblong form around the mother and her eggs, smiling at each other and crossing fingers. Trix let her eyes pass each one, the eggs seemed to be in no hurry to hatch.
Pechance, a ropedancer from a far away place , had been the first to sign her name on the form. She had been here for Hydrath's clutch intentionally. She stood confident, legs slightly apart and her hands rested on her thighs. 
Next to Pechance stood Kehss and Mihve. They were both part feline, though completely different at that. Mihve was a shapeshifter with an almost unbelievable ability to change. Above that she was a telepath too. Kehss was more of a down-to-earth cat-woman with a love for boats and the sea. She had often sailed down the small canal between Tri-Peak Isle and the main land of Syl'Neriss. 
A little further the Pernese thief Satordi stood in the orange-yellow light of the evening lanterns. Her dark tanned skin drawing the light toward her. Trix wondered why dragons seemed to enjoy to save the sinners. Satordi wouldn't be the first to impress.
Further, almost at the back of the cavern stood Draca in the shadows. Trix smiled. She still didn't like to come into the light, even now the frantic changing of her tattoo had been reduced to a small wavering of the lines. It was still a mystery to her what could have caused such a violent reaction to the Isle. But then Trix had never seen a changing tattoo on anyone before.
Away from the shadows, also in the light of the lanterns stood Myrcka, a girl who Sovyl had found wandering around in the high north of a previously uncharted world. Trix got chills when she saw the girl, tall, blond and blue-eyed in a mere cotton dress so close to autumn. Maybe the pleasant warmth of Tri-Peak was getting to her after all.
Only a few metres apart stood Angeli. She was busy untangling her firelizard and her Ceadra. She had just appeared at Lantessama one day early in the morning. No-one knew how she had gotten here, but she had made clear she wanted a dragon as soon as she had seen them around the Isle.
And last but not least, Trix stopped for a moment at Menygma. The girl stood patiently, watching the eggs like her eyes could somehow make them hatch faster.
Trix turned to the opening of the cavern, the dark night sky on the outside full of stars. Cyan appeared and waved when she saw her sister.
"I got the message." she said.
"Good, what do you think of all the girls?" Trix asked.
"I love it!" Cyan said, "Girl Power!" giggling as she made the silly gesture that went with the shout.
"And what does Lucas think about that?" Trix asked and winked.
"He doesn't mind it... without me he wouldn't have his holiday cavern to play around in." Cyan said grinning malicious.
A sigh went through the audience and both the Laedrysses eyes whirled to the eggs. Kyrenath had moved a bit to the back, revealing an egg that was clearly rocking. The candidates took a step closer and watched. 
A soft crack echoed through the cavern, but the egg did not yet hatch. In stead one of the others, a small egg with red splotches jumped up and exploded a few inches above the ground. When the pieces of eggshell had rained down a soft orange form appeared. The dragoness -for what else could the first have been than female in this clutch- rose to her haunches and allowed the public in the stands a view of her beautifully snow-crystal patterned self. She was a flame after all. But not just any flame, a duotoned flame with wings like a rayant's. 
"Pechance," she said as she approached the young woman slowly, "Shall we bond and blend our colours? My name is Valiance and I would be honoured to do so."
Going along with the rather formal way of speaking, Pechance answered: 
"Why, that would be most to my liking." 
She then smiled and bend down to caress her new friend behind the eyeridges.
"Don't stop..." Valiance begged when Pechance lifted her fingers, eyes whirling a blue almost purple from delight.
"But you are hungry, I can feel it." Pechance said.
"Oh... ok, I guess I am." Valiance said, "I was lucky to find one so considerate." she continued and bowed to the crowd watching the hatching before she followed her bond out.
The next egg to hatch came from the other small mound of eggs. The one Kyrenath said were Aseth's eggs. This dragonet had fallen out, almost unnoticed. But she couldn't remain unnoticed long since the tone of her skin was a black marbled with blue, no colours that fit in the background of the hatching cavern. The dragoness sat down and let her dark blue wings catch the light, sending it back in a wave of water. 
"Mihve." she said, choosing the least likely of the two felines that had been watching her. "My name is Izrell."
When the dragoness moved into the light she too displayed some snow markings, but not as obvious as the ones on Valiance. They were more subtle and blue, almost like icewater.
The reply of Mihve was muffled by the crash of two more eggs. One from each pile of eggs. Two dragons, a male and a female emerged. Both of them looked alike, whirling with colours. Only after close examinations it became obvious that the female was a sunset with Spectral wings and the male a Spectral with Sunset wings. Both were heavily patterned with the snowy sheen of their mother. As of one mind they ignored the candidates and turned toward each other.
"Arayath." the male spoke first, "Will you go away with me?"
"I'd love to Naryen." said the female, "But where will we go?"
"Does it matter when we are together?"
The female sunset pondered, frightened to make her first walk in the world a solitary one. 
"You're not alone! I'll watch out for you." the spectral said.
Arayath smiled and let herself be led out by her bond and half brother. Everything would turn out right. It had always done for her colourful and optimistic kind.
After these two dragons had left Trix made a note of them in her records. The first sponsored dragons at Lantessama. She'd need to find a home for them, someone to take care for them. But soon these thoughts left her mind as yet another pair of eggs broke. A rather strange looking silver  with creamy wings, horned and large patterns on his soft skin arose and beside him a small spectral winged rain, the most heavily patterned one of the bunch so far.
To Trix's relief they only glanced at each other before they made there way to the remaining candidates. The moon strolled to the feline sailor Kehss while the rain darted to the former thief.
"Kehss, my name is Demicth. We will find your people together if you'll have me.." the dawn-moon said silently, almost a whisper against the enthusiast shouting of the rain, but what it lacked in strength it made up for in passion. This strange dragon of night and sadness couldn't deny the hope it's wings already hoped, but he remained careful, waiting for the reply of his chosen one. Ready for rejection.
"We will Demicth, sooner or later." Kehhs said smiling through rather moist eyes... or was it the light making them shine? Trix wasn't sure.
Meanwhile, the Spectral-Rain was still shouting at Satordi. She had blabbed out so much information not even her bond could follow what she was saying.
"Dieveggeth, calm down." she tried.
When speaking to her didn't have any effect, Satordi kneeled beside her and grabbed the dragon's head, holding it right in front of her, looking into the expressive eyes. She thought of silence with all of her being, wanting to be back on Pern away from the noise.
"Don't you want me?" the voice inside her head finally asked and grew silent.
"Of course I want you... you do need to sleep right?"
As to prove this Dieveggeth eyelids started to draw close, her knees growing faint as she lend against Satordi. "Sleep is nice..." she said and followed Satordi out to feed and take a well deserved nap.
The next dragon to hatch was a small male foliage. He calmly went to the woman he wanted and only told her his name.
"Erayken."
"Erayken, do you mind pets?" Angeli asked.
Erayken thought for a second looking at the two little critters. He slowly bend down next to Lorindal the gold firelizard. Erayken sniffed her belly, tickling her. The firelizard fell down and made a happy squeak.
"I like them." Erayken said and followed Angeli out to eat his first meal.
Shortly after an egg from Ithtyruith's mound broke away, tossing out another sunset. The male flapped his wings at the edge of the nest and squeaked in fear as he rolled down the small sloped nest. When he finally came to a halt at the back of the cavern his wings were tangled, his head turned up, gazing into the eyes of the person who had stopped him.
"Draca." he whispered, captivated by the blue in her eyes that whirled almost like in his own eyes, mirroring them perfectly.
"Yes Ryuen?" she asked.
"I didn't expect us to be so alike."
"Normally we wouldn't, but we're special." Draca answered smiling down on the heap of dragon.
"Oh... does this mean we can't get food?"
"No, not special like that." Draca said foolishly as she helped her bond understand gravity.
The eggs laid silent. A short pause announced itself and almost immediately a few whispered words were said among the audience. There were still 3 eggs. Two in Aseth's pile and one in Ithtyruith's. But only two candidates were standing. Trix saw Kyrenath looking around now and again, but she wasn't worried. Apparently she was a modern dragon who understood that some hatchlings lingered.
Ithtyruith's egg hatched and suddenly two more dragons walked on the sands. Maybe Kyrenath had know this rather unusual event. What she probably hadn't foreseen was the fact that the two hatchlings hobbled as one to the same girl.
"Menygma!" the obsydian with moon coloured wings said, "You're mine!"
"No!" the gold winged female said, "I need you!"
Neither of the hatchlings wanted to give way for the other. It looked like it might end in a fight between the twin brother and sister when Menygma put her head between the two.
"Do you both like me?" she asked.
"Yes!" they said back.
"Do you promise to help me take care of you?"
"Maybe." the male said.
"I don't know..." the female hesitated.
"Then I can't help you both." Menygma said.
"I will help!" the female quickly changed her mind, "I'm Mavysle."
"I'm Kirdoek and I'll help too." the male said, shoving his sister a little to the side.
"Then it is settled." Menygma said and sighed at the knowledge of what she had just done.
Two eggs remained, but only one candidate. Even Kyrenath know seemed to scuttle around a bit worried. She looked at her eggs though she couldn't change basic math just by wishing it. A soft fog flowed into the cavern. Trix looked outside assuming the fog originated there. But outside the view was clear. Trix looked back and suddenly a small shiver lifted the fog. A girl -what else?- lay on the ground, her arms clutched around an egg.
"Finally!" Kyrenath exclaimed, "I had expected you sooner."
But the girl only had eye for the egg in her arms. The violently rocking egg. She lifted the egg slightly from the ground. The bottom of the shell gave in and a small dawn dragon fell through.
"Lana?" he asked.
"Is it really you?" she asked looking dazzled.
"It is me... Zirxon." the dragon said.
Shaking the girl was led out by a very helpful Cyan and Maira who tried to explain hours of classes in one single conversation to let her know what had happened.
Only one egg remained, almost forgotten by the spectacular entrance of Lana. Almost forgotten for the last candidate, the pale Myrcka was still looking at it. She squinted and finally gasped as a speck of grey caught her eye. A tail! The girl leapt forward and helped the last dragon, her dragon surely, hatch.
"Myrcka." a voice said.
"Yes?" she asked not entirely sure what would happen next.
"This is where I state my name." the dragoness said helpfully.
"Yes?"
"It's Crystalliss." the Winter dragon said, "Do you like it?"
"It's beautiful."

Riders:
Kyrenath and Aseth
Mihve and Rain-Obsydian Snow-Horned Izrell (f)
Satordi and Spectral-Rain Snow-Horned Dieveggeth (f)
Sunset-Spectral Snow-Horned Naryen (m)
Myrcka and Winter Horned Crystalliss (f)
Lana and Dawn Snow-Horned Zirxon (m)
Angeli and Sunshine Foliage Erayken (m)

Kyrenath and Ithtyruith
Pechance and Rayant-Flame Snow-Horned Valiance (f)
Kehss and Dawn-Moon Snow-Horned Demicth (m)
Draca and Flame-Sunset Horned Ryuen (m)
Spectral-Sunset Snow-Horned Arayath (f)
Menygma and Moon-Obsydian Snow Mavysle (f)
and Sun-Obsydian Snow-Horned Kirdoek (m)