Wild Clutch 3

Night had fallen and stars twinkled in the sky when one of the donated nekrat eggs in the bay started to vibrate. This early bird solicited replies from his four fellow eggs and together they started to shake and wobble. The stirring of the water grew until even the air dragons could not deny the awakening of new life. They started to hum a slow, submerged tune that was different from the sounds they made during a hatching, but not that different to the ears of humans.
The five candidates walked to the bay. Most had retired for the night, but not all had been asleep. Ira, the black-skinned silver-haired orca shifter for instance had been reading poetry in his room. The jolly Furase had been enjoying a quiet drink in good company and Hanari had been dancing, practicing despite herself since it was all she'd ever known. The two others, Gejuisu and Uwasa had been asleep. Both of them were more morning persons than nighthawks. Together, the five of them waited around the bay, standing at the edge of the water, ready to get in when the nekrats started hatching.
The first egg to hatch was the egg that had first started rocking. The hatchling inside was impatient for sure. He had not wanted to wait for dawn and he would not let others hatch before him. With rising strength he scratched, bit and kicked the shell around him and soon he managed to wiggle free. His dark skin was nearly invisible in the dim light Syl'Neriss' twin moons provided. But the lightning-like patterns on his fins seemed to shine all the more bright. Like a very local thunderstorm the storm nekrat moved across the bay, searching for the spot where Ira stood alone.
"You have quite the rage inside you." he noted, "I'm Jeroan. We shall be together for a long time."
As if they'd waited for the storm to bond the four remaining eggs all hatched at once. Little explosions of air made fountains of water as tails, heads and fins dove into air and water. A bright sand female looking pale in the moonlight, a female rock with a blue colour that seemed to blur the edge between water and night sky, a male green well with dark skin and green fins and lastly, a sapphire deep sea female that shone like a precious water gem whenever she jumped up from the water all swam to their chosen humans.
"Furase! Furase!" the sand called, "My name is Foertun!"
"Aren't you a happy little girl." the former assassin smiled.
"Uwasa!" the blue rock whispered, "You are mine, you are Serise's."
"You're pretty Serise." Uwasa whispered back, lost in the eyes of her new bond.
"Hanari!" the deep sea said, as she swirled around the girl's legs, "Look! I can dance as good as you!"
"You are quite good, Mazorun." the dancer laughed.
"Gejuisu." the male well spoke, "I hope you like green. In fact, I hope you don't mind dressing to match me."
"You'd love that, wouldn't you, Chunyon?" Gejuisu smirked not intending to ever wear green again.
All nekrats and bonds visited the feeding tables which had been hastily prepared and only the nekrats got more sleep that night. With all eggs hatched, the shards drifted away to sea or fell to the bottom where they'd serve as soil for the eggs of the next clutch.

Ira and Storm Jeroan (m)
Uwasa and Blue Rock Serise (f)
Hanari and Sapphire Deep Sea Mazorun (f)
Furase and Sand Foertun (m)
Gejuisu and Green Well Chunyon (m)