Hatching 29

Lanthun looked excitedly at his eggs. 
"They're mine." Terloth, his white-coloured mate corrected.
"Well, without me you wouldn't have had them." the brown dragon of Lantessaman descent said proudly.
Terloth, who was just as excited as her mate, refrained from continuing the petty squabble. Although both of them resided on Pern, she had let her mate convince her to clutch here, on an entirely different world. His birthplace to be exact. It did give them privacy and nobody seemed to care that they were pretty small dragons. Although she'd seen plenty who'd been smaller than her. Some with odd builds, missing limbs or wings and even some who seemed to be rooted in place. 
"Treasure?" Lanthun drew her attention with the pet name he used for her.
"Yes?"
"Aren't our eggs shaking?"
Terloth gazed at the eggs. They seemed as usual... and then there it was, a slight tremor. Barely there but it was soon followed by another and like a ripple, the other eggs took over. 
"Our babies are hatching!" Terloth called.
Next to her, Lanthun was just as elated. He rose up and bugled, calling all to come and see this happy occasion. People rushed from all over the isle, some hitching rides on dragonback or carts. The candidates that had signed up for this clutch were close by and made it in a matter of minutes. Terloth watched as 3 humans, a dragon and someone very different approached. The delicate, pale spider-like Zhizu had been a sight she'd never seen before, but the woman called Ashera was captivating and warm, enjoying to study more than creeping around. The dragon, a dashing sunset-winged Beige female had come from a place where she'd apparently been herding sheep. Something Terloth never thought about doing. One of the locals, Kimry, was social and outdoorsy and had spent many hours with the eggs. Likewise, Fynnont, a Pernese young man, had been found early on and when he hadn't been close to the dragon eggs, he'd been at the dunes, talking with Astrid about the resident breed of firelizards. Lastly, there was a runic warrior from days long past. Though far out of his comfort zone, the man remained calm and responsible for his men, some of which had already impressed at previous clutches. 
About an hour or two after the original cry had gone out, the eggs were rocking in earnest and cracks had appeared on all five of them. Terloth felt mighty proud that her babies were doing so well. She knew it wouldn't be long now, and indeed, just then, one of the eggs toppled over and shattered. A brightly purple dragonet rolled out and stopped right at Fynnont's feet. 
"My aim was pretty good, wasn't it, F'ont?" the female dragon asked, looking smug and accomplished.
"It sure was." F'ont told her, "You are just right for me, aren't you Zermanath?" 
Zermanath dropped down close to her bond and relaxed, a content rumble coming from her throat as she wholeheartedly agreed. 
Not much later another egg cracked neatly in two. The dragon inside popped his head up, pieces of shell still stuck to his head and neck. His colour was a bright red and he was just about as excited and energetic as his parents. He jumped lithely out of the broken shards and wasted no time to head for his bond.
"Kimry!" he said, "I want to go hiking!"
A loud grumble came from his stomach, "Okay, maybe I need to eat first."
Kimry smiled, her Iolite Gem-Glenn dragon bond, hovering beside her. "I think you'd be too tired after eating though, Orideth." 
"I can help with that." Auralia offered, the gem dragon possessing some powers akin to a stimulant. 
"Better not, we can go hiking tomorrow anyway." Kimry decided.
The middle egg of the clutch, the one that had started this all, shattered and a bright green dragon fell out. A male looking by his size and build. He got up, flexed his wings and gave a tiny happy roar before he bounced off toward Pyriel, the feathery dragoness.
"I want to see all these sheep!" he told her, "And I want to party and meet your friends..."
Pyriel chuckled as her little chatterbox of a bond talked on and on about how exciting this all was. Somewhere in all the chatter she did manage to catch his name and she interrupted:
"I'll take you as soon as you can travel, Ralbuith, but first you must eat and grow."
 The second to last egg cracked rather low in it's shape and the hatchling got pulled along by the top part of the shell. Ashera was quick to react and cushioned the mad roll with her webs and body. 
"Thank you." a tiny voice told her.
Just a fraction later, a brightly coloured teal-blue head poked out. Her head was still spinning from the ride but she did manage to lock eyes with her saviour.
"My name is Chiristh." the aquamarine hatchling sighed and closed her eyes to adjust.
"Focus on a single point, that works better. Wait until you get sucked to a rift." Ashera told the hatchling jokingly, "You learn a lot from that experience." 
That left the last egg. The hatchling inside took it's time, but finally it too had chipped away enough of the shell to break through. A dragon almost the same colour as it's shell appeared, white with just a tint of blue. Teiwaz went to meet the diamond male, believing his fate had finally arrived. In the back of his mind a small voice warned him that the dragon could still choose someone else, but once the leader lookd into the radiant eyes of the hatchling all doubts fell away.
"My name is Lemkath." the dragon introduced himself.
"Teiwaz." the warrior returned, "Do you mind that I also have a duty to my men?"
"No." Lemkath responded instantly, "They are yours to protect and I shall help you accomplish that."
With the hatching over, people cheered on the new dragonriders and their bonds and made their way to the waiting banquet that had hastily been prepared. 

Beige-Sunset Pyriel (f) and Peridot Ralbuith (m)
Ashera (f) and Aquamarine Chiristh (f)
F'ont (Fynnont) and Amethyst Zermanath (f)
Kimry (f) and Spinel Orideth (m)
Teiwaz (m) and Diamond Lemkath (m)

**People who do not wish to use the -th ending can add Lanth(un)'s -un to the end of their dragon's name

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