The Skies Above [12.11.1164] ANY!

[goldenauthanth]

The night was clear, the skies cloudless as the star and moons of Pern were reflected beautifully in the gentle sway of the waves that lapped up around the stony beach of Isuko’s welcoming Island. It was the most advanced part of the colony where buildings were slowly starting to be erected and a small harbour-like area starting to take form. This was the first place people saw when they came to Izuko, it was the home of all guests and candidates.

With Authanth’s last clutch on the sands and the hatching very near the candidates were currently staying up at the main complex, which resulted in very few people currently living around the Island. It was at this moment that the peace was broken by the ‘woosh’ of dragons appearing from between, a flight of 13 dragons adorning the skies in the simple ‘V’ formation that most wings flew in. The wing consisted of dragons of various colours, sizes and ages but it was the last dragon that caught ones attention, for he carried something in his talons. The unmistakeable form of a dragons egg silhouetted in the moonlight. The rider at the point of the ‘V’ turned around – obviously the leader of the group to survey his wing, checking that everyone was present.

A young rider on a small dragon – possibly green, glanced over at other one of the rider when she caught sight of the Wingleader looking back. She made a slight motion with her head that she hoped her fellow rider – possibly a brown rider, would notice. He did, pulling a face but then quickly turning his attention back to the front. There was no sense in giving the Wingleader a reason to get suspicioius not when they had come so far and the Egg was clearly held between the Skith’s talons.

The Wingleader, M’riel, narrowed his eyes a bit, his goggles made it hard to tell in the limited night light. But he could tell something was amiss with the riders at the back. Just what was happening up there, he thought to himself, but knowing he couldn’t do anything until they landed, he made the signal for the wing to land, and land they did, descending as one to the ground below. Upon the floor, M’riel looked around him again, taking in the sight of the welcoming Island as he did; It appeared quite inviting, quite...pleasant, perhaps their stay here wouldn’t be so bad afterall. Looking back, he appeared that the last two riders, and stiffened. Getting off his dragon, the Wingleader stalked towards the back anger rising inside him as he got closer to the two dragons only one of which was suppost to be here. He front in his tracks however when his eyes rested on the egg.. too large to be hidden effectively. “What in Faranth’s name have you done?!” He exclaimed looking at them with daggers in his eyes. Now they would never be able to go back home.. “Skith, move aside!” He demanded of the brown wanting to get a closer looking at this stolen egg...

Zalleah shrank slightly against her green when she heard the anger in M’riel’s voice. When her and T’rain had talked about this it had sounded like an excellent idea, but it sounded like something had gone terribly wrong. Eliath shifted closer to the brown as she lowered her head. “We’ve done nothing that they didn’t deserve,” she said softly, still upset that the Weyrleaders had been planning on splitting her and T’rain up. The young rider started to say more until she looked over at T’rain and her eyes widened a bit. “T’rain,” she whispered, her voice shaking. Now what had they done? She started to tremble a bit. They were in deep trouble now.

Even T’rain’s confidence faltered as he looked at what M’riel’s eyes had settled on. The egg had a golden sheen to it.. They’d taken the gold egg from the gold in the future. He could only start to imagine the pandemonium back at Home in High Reaches. M’riel’s face had turned stone cold as the Weyrleader stared at the egg and T’rain couldn’t even start to imagine what was going through his Weyrleaders head, at least, not until M’riel lunged forward and grabbed his shirt.

“Have you both lost your minds!?” M’riel shouted looking between each of them, never mind the fact that T’rain shouldn’t even have been here – they’d stolen the egg! “Cold kills eggs, how do you know that you havn’t killed that little gold?!” He hissed. “Now we’ll never be able to go home..” He growled. “You’ve just stuck us here..for good..” There was silence as his words were captured and understood by the others in the wing. “...and YOU!” He said turning back to T’rain. “You are not even meant to be here at all!”

“Gold?” Zalleah asked. How had they gotten a gold? They didn’t want to do that. They had only meant to make the Weyr regret their decision, not take a gold. Her face paled slightly. They had done everything they could to make sure the egg stayed safe. It wasn’t like they wanted to kill the little dragonet. It hadn’t done anything to them. They’d never be able to go home now? Were they ever going to be allowed to anyhow? It wouldn’t have been safe to try to get back to where they had come from. “It’s my fault,” she said, sitting straighter. “I convinced him to come with me. I wasn’t leaving him. It wasn’t right that I was forced to in the first place!” She was upset now. This wasn’t all their fault.

“Forced to?!” M’riel repeated looking at her as if she were totally stupid. “You were not forced to do anything, did you even bother speaking up?!” He asked her with a shake of the head, he could see that T’rain was getting agitated with him for how he was speaking to the green rider, this was precisely the reason as to why these two needed to be separated in the wings. “Enough.” He added, this was not the time or the place to get into arguments. “I’ll deal with you both later, someone’s coming.”

[Mik]

Sani was busy gnawing on a chunk of meat that Sanrev had left out for her after Sanresk's last meal. The long gold was stretched out on the sands of the beach, water lapping the end of her long tail while the rest of her stayed dry lying up the beach. She knew that Sanrev, Sanresk, and Neek were nearby, but she was not worried. Suddenly, a disturbance in the half-wild gold caught her senses and her head shot upward, short wings flared as every muscle tensed in ready for flight. Sani never fought unless she had to, but she was always on edge. Nostrils flaring, she looked everywhere about her and finally skyward. What she saw, startled her far more than anything had in her lifespan. With a growling hiss, the lithe little gold was abandoning her meal to track down Sanresk and his Bonded. Cousins! Not know Cousins! 13 Cousins and one Eggling! she told the brown when she spotted him, thanks to the bright blue firelizard flitting about nearby.

Sanresk turned his gaunt head to his Bonded and relayed the gold's worried message. Sani not know Cousins. 13 and Eggling. the dark brown relayed in his calm manner.

Sanrev looked for the gold wher and started toward her, giving her the small berth that she demanded of humankind. "Where they at, Sani?" he asked, wondering how she would not know 13 dragons and...an egg.

The lithe gold bobbed her frantic head and hurried off toward where the wing had landed, her quick steps slowing upon nearing the vicinity of them.

Sanrev followed quickly, Sanresk and Neek right next to him at the other wher's anxiousness. Upon seeing the group and hearing the agitation in the leader's, Sanrev assumed, voice, the Journeyman Guard sent Neek to wake the others on the island and to summon M'cleod and Shayna to deal with this situation. "State your names!" Sanrev demanded from where he approached the unfamiliar dragons after Neek had darted off to carry out his tasks, Sani slinking anxiously back and forth behind him and Sanresk, casting wary looks at the dragons and their riders on each appearance from behind one of her many "handlers". Sanresk positioned himself beside his Bonded, gaunt head low in warning at the new folk on their Island.

[Katlyn]

A small green floated over the main island, circling it as they stood their watch for the night. Just as there needed to be a watch on the ground, so they maintained one in the sky, to keep an eye out for ships and other sea-going craft that might be headed their way. Never did it once cross their eye to actually keep an eye on the sky. After all, Pern's only dragons where there at the weyr. Or so the pair thought.

That was before Cheyenth veered suddenly to land on the Island when she spotted the wing of thirteen. ((Who's there?!)) the green demanded, a soft growl rumbling up. Seleti saw them then too. The green landed nearby and her rider dismounted, walking up behind Sanrev as he demanded the riders names. She didn't speak yet, but even as the flit disappeared to summon the leadership, Cheyenth passed on the simple word ((Guests...)) to the golds, weyrleader's brown, and the two junior weyrleaders' bronzes.

[goldenauthanth]

OOC: Feel free to pick out individuals to 'play' for now from the wing if you would like.

It was the leader of the group that spoke up when asked on behalf of his wing. M'riel was an experienced Wingleader and that was the reason as to why he had found himself on this... expedition. "I am Wingleader M'riel, from High Reaches Weyr.. 200 turns into the future." That was ALL he was permitted to say about the future, they had all taken a vow not to mention anything about what was to happen here soon.. well all but T'rain who had not had ANY training, something that worried the rider a lot.. T'rain's... reputation.. was well know at home for his.. fun loving.. attitude. His bronze dragon, Oraeth looked upon the little green, and little green she was to him - Oraeth was huge, in fact all the dragons from the future were.

T'rain and Zalleah remained quiet in the back of the formation, the gold egg heavily protected now that they knew the treasure that they had taken. That egg would be well looked after, M'riel would make sure of that.


------ (Sorra's post) -----

Josiath looked up when her rider's presence was asked. This sounded quite important to her. The gold didn't waste any time in getting her rider's attention despite how busy Shayna was at the moment. The gold rider groaned as she hurried up to her weyr. She wasn't looking forward to a straight flight. One didn't realize how much they missed betweening til they couldn't do it. She quickly got Josiath harnessed up and swung on, trusting that her dragon knew where they were going.

Shayna's eyes widened when Josiath reached the island and landed by the mysterious dragons. They were huge! Even compared to Josiath, the bronze was quite big. Shayna slid down her dragon's shoulder and hurried up to where the others were. "What is going on?" she asked.

[Mik]

Sanrev listened as he heard the pattering of Sani behind him, knowing her unease with new arrivals. The fact that these new arrivals were dragons that no one knew existed was another problem that needed immediate resolve. "You don't sound like you're here by accident. Why are you here?" Sanrev inquired after the Leader stated his name and where they came from. He stepped toward the new Riders when he was certain who else was there. Seleti had good experience to back him if he so needed it. The biggest thing in his mind was about the egg that Sani had sensed.

Duncanth was woken by Neek just as the message from Cheyenth came urgently. Dark head snapping to attention, he roused his rider from his slumber just as easily. M'cleod jumped awake, uncertain as to whether or not he had startled Taenia in the process as a flood of images came from Neek, Duncanth's smooth voice adding information simultaneously. Cheyenth says that Guests are at the Island. Looking at his mate, M'cleod gave her cheek a kiss just in case she was somewhat awake. "I'll be back, Love. Duty calls." The Weyrleader quickly got up, shoving his boots on, then grabbing his flight jacket and his emergency harness that had the bare minimal to secure himself for a flight Between. After that, his leap atop Duncanth was done skillfully to wrap the harness about his brown and secure it, securing himself as Duncanth readied for flight. Thirteen dragons that they did not know and an egg were not something to be leisure about. Duncanth notified Rislockith as he moved off for flight, Rislockith, Guests await at the Island. 13 dragons and an egg. The nearly black brown was airborne two wingbeats before he blinked Between to the Island, swooping down next to Cheyenth like a shadow, his landing smooth enough that M'cleod's dismount was in the same fluid motion. "Seleti, thanks fer the call. Sanrev, any problems?" the brownrider said as he stepped toward the wherhandler since he was closer to the company than the greenrider. He did not look at Sanrev, but rather at the new dragons, trying to see this egg that Neek was talking about.

Tsunath was already awake, her rider caring for an itchy patch of healing hide. Neither of the two had slept much since the mating flight chaos that Tsunath had ultimately caused. Sure it had only been a couple of seven days, but Tsunath was crankier than ever and not a dragon within several lengths got much more than a hiss and a growl from her. At the news that new dragons were on HER island, there was no telling the large gold ‘no’. Intruders are not GUESTS, she suddenly rumbled at her rider. Mine, we go to my wallow now, she proceeded, stepping away from her rider and over to her flight straps. “Tsunath, you can’t fly there for another sevenday. You’ll hamper the healing process,” Kolteya tried to argue in her tired state, but Tsunath would hear nothing of it. WE GO NOW!!! the bossy dragon shouted at Hers, probably waking several nearby dragons in her upset. Kolteya reluctantly threw the harness on, knowing that several patches of healing tissue would be damaged by the straps. Maybe going to the Island would calm her temperamental dragon down enough to finish her healing process. She was hardly on as Tsunath leapt into the skies, lighter swirling hide almost glowing in the moonlight. It took all she could to refrain the large gold from Betweening there and so the straight flight was fast and strenuous, Tsunath touching down nearby Josiath with a hiss of upset. Who DARES come to MY ISLAND??!! Tsunath growled angrily at the newcomers, practically shrugging her rider down to the ground before she moved forward. “Tsunath! Stop!” Kolteya growled back at her gold, managing to at least stop her dragon from advancing on the new dragons. “I am so sorry, sir,” she directed toward M’cleod, laying a hand on her dragon’s wide chest as the whirling red eyes stared down each of the new dragons. At least she did not know of the egg just yet.

Cantath sleepily replied to Cheyenth’s call. I will get Mine. Standing and stretching, the bronze stirred his rider from his slumber. Mine, we are needed on the Island. There are guests there, he told his rider. N’nes worked on getting ready for this impromptu flight.

Rislockith roused his rider from his slumber at Duncanth’s call. As soon as L’ret heard of why the wake up call, the young rider was quickly dressing to answer his Weyrleader’s call. The pair was underway and arriving at the Welcoming Island mere seconds before Josiath’s landing. The big bronze landing behind the others and letting his rider down before working his way toward the little gold Sani in concern.

“Wingleader M’riel from 200 turns in the future at High Reaches Weyr, sir,” Sanrev answered his Weyrleader’s inquiry, Neek returning to land on his shoulder moments later.

M’cleod stepped toward the new strangers at Sanrev’s information. “Forgive our caution, but why are you here? Ya’ll don’t look like this is accidental,” he asked, blue eyes taking in the dragons and riders that he could see, finally settling his attention on the Leader. Tsunath would be dealt with once this matter was resolved.

[Katlyn]

Cheyenth winced at Tsunath's response to the news. Perhaps she shouldn't have informed the entire leadership spectrum, but there was no going back. The best she could do was tell the rest, minus the volatile gold, about the egg as well. Seleti walked up to Sanrev, but stuck a few steps behind, to keep an eye on the group. Once Mac got there, she stepped back again. "No problem," she replied to him.

Fraith jolted awake at the message from the green dragon, and from Tsunath's outburst. Mine, Tsunath goes to the Island. There are others there, Cheyenth says. You should go, the gold said, knowing full well it would be out of the question for her to as well, with Tsunath already in flight there. Ardalae sighed, and got out of bed pulling on some clothes and not really caring how she looked before nudging little Copper awake and heading to T'jas's weyr.

Hirazeth awoke at Cheyenth's message. Mine, the green says there are guests at the Island, he told his rider. T'jas sighed and got dressed. Fraith's is on the way for a ride there, the bronze added. He was dressed and his bronze ready to go with Ardalae arrived and the pair headed to the Island, landing a bit behind where their other dragons were.

T'jas led her to where everyone else had gathered, the pair bent on working together for the weyr, even if they weren't entirely friends. She heard the explinations, or at least the introduction for who this was before them. Copper offered the images. They were huge. Fraith, her golden one, was smaller than some of them there. Then again, some of their own time's bronzes outsized her gold. That didn't stop her from speaking though. "Mac, the egg...It should be taken to the sands before the winter gets it," she mumbled softly. Fraith had passed that much onto her once they'd gotten there.

[sorra]

It was hard not to notice the angry gold as she arrived and M'riel was alarmed by this golds temper. They were lucky not to have golds at home like this, most of theirs were mellow or kind.. or okay a little bit on the angry side but not in the same way that this one appeared to be! The records of the past had not mentioned anything about a pysco dragon!!

Oraeth was a little intimidated by the golden form of Tsunath but he, like his rider, would not show their uneasiness here, they were the leaders of this little party and would act as such. "Thread has started falling in the future after a long interval.. we are here to remember how to fight it" M'riel had explained.

------Sorra's Post-------

Josiath turned her head toward Tsunath and growled warningly. She wasn't at all pleased with the younger gold. They didn't know yet what these new riders wanted and that was no way to act. They were all dragons and riders after all. Tsunath, step down, the gold roared warningly. They are not our enemies and will not be treated like ones. The gold was not going to let these new ones be intimidated by Tsunath.

Shayna inwardly cringed when her dragon basically told Tsunath off. Josiath was usually level headed but apparently Tsunath had really managed to tick her off this time. The acting Weyrwoman turned her attention back to the new riders as M'cleod asked them why they were there. The gold rider wrinkled her nose a bit at M'riel's answer. "Thread? We have not had Thread here in recent history," she answered.

M'riel looked confused for a moment and peered back as his wing as the gold rider explained. "We must have mis-calcuated the turns" he said with a worried face. This was turning out to be a difficult trip, and it wasn't like they could re-calculate and go forward with that egg now.. one between trip had been risky enough, he was not about to try two, and neither would he leave it here behind.. they were trruely stuck.

T'rain had over heard the reason as to why they had come here, it was the first he had known about it - why had they only sent back a small wing to learn to fight thread, and why his Zalleah who had only just finished graduation and wasn't exactly the strongest of riders yet - not that he'd ever tell her that thought! "So, what turn is this?" He asked.

Zalleah glanced over at T'rain as M'riel explained why they were there. Her face paled drastically. She had purposely not told him why they were coming back. She knew he would worry and she hadn't wanted to throw that on him as well. She just hoped that he wouldn't be too angry with her. Eliath moved closer to Skith as Tsunath showed up. The poor little green didn't know how to react to such a mean and huge gold dragon. They weren't like that at home.
Skith turned his head to nuzzle Eliath in comfort for a moment, his movement accidently making the egg more visible to the onlookers and Tsunath.

----goldenauthanths post ----

Awaked in the middle of the night by Mac's departure Taenia wondered what on Pern was happening that would have taken her partner from her in the dead of the night that wouldn't require her and Authanth's presence as senior pair. Getting herself out of bed in her half awake state Taenia had momentarily forgotten that Authanth was no more.. until she saw the empty ledge and remembered her beautiful pale queen.. with a heavy heart Taenia put herself back into her furs and sighed waiting sadly for Mac to return and the comfort she would recieve from him. He wouldnt be long, she thought, afterall, what COULD go wrong on this Island bar a death and no dragon had keened.

[Mik]

N'nes and Cantath finally arrived, completing the Leadership spectrum of Izuko Island's dragons. The bronzerider remained quiet as he stood nearby T'jas and Ardalae. Tsunath looked to be in a nasty mood and so he gave her a wide berth. His poor bronze had been having a hard time with his affections for the temperamental gold.

Tsunath hissed at Josiath's scolding, snaking her wide head toward the senior gold, but obeying with another menacing growl as she eyes up the newcomers again. It did not help that her rider stood in front of her to stop her from advancing on these strangers. Kolteya sighed when she felt her lifemate's anger drop a notch or two. She was going to ask about staying at the island tonight. It would give her some shut eye that she really had not had in several days.

M'cleod nodded to Seleti's response, the darkness masking his concern at the news of a group of dragons Timing back to their quiet little time. He heard Ardalae's words about the egg and knew that he had to act fast if that little life was to be spared. Dunc, wake Lluvaith and tell her we'll have an egg for her in a few moments. The dark brown carried out the task silently, waking the tiny green that mothered the abandoned clutch on the Sands. Listening to M'riel's words, the brownriding Weyrleader had to smile slightly. Thread would return. They had guessed correctly and so their attempts at expanding the dragon population were not lost. "This is Month Eleven of Turn 1164. What Turn are you from and what of this egg I'm told about? Our current weather is not helping its incubation time," he replied to the questions and information he had been given so far, evading the Thread comment for the moment. The egg was of far more importance.

Tsunath suddenly bellowed when she caught sight of that hidden egg the brown was protecting, shoving past her rider to get as close to that egg as she could. THAT is a GOLD ONE!! she bellowed at the nearest dragons angrily. "Tsunath! Don't hurt them!" Kolteya demanded of her dragon. But Mine?! It's a Gold! the wide gold shot back, her head snapping to look at her rider before snaking back to keep that egg in sight. She pressured the brown to allow her closer, telling him, Give me that egg! her tone still aggressive, but not so life threatening.

[Katlyn]

Obviouus relief spread over Seleti's face when she heard the new bronze rider speak of Thread. Finally they had a reason to try and reason with the holders again. Hopefully it wouldn't come for a bit, though, so they could build up more. ((Mine suggests we have the golden ones ground them here at the Island until we know more about them,)) Cheyenth passed on to Duncath. Seleti was still raider through and through, like many of their numbers, and didn't trust these new arrivals, at least not yet.

Ardalae saw Tsunaths temper start to return and said, "Soon, Mac..." Very soon. They didn't need Tsunath getting completely riled up over the egg and upsetting everyone there. Not to mention they needed it on the heat of the sands to make sure it survived. Fraith was worried about it too, which is why her attention was primarily on the egg. Nevermind they had no way of knowing where, or when, these people really were from.

[sorra]

Josiath was NOT impressed by Tsunath's attitude, especially with everything that was going on at the moment. She flicked her tail angrily as Shayna touched the gold's shoulder. It was the last straw though when Tsunath started to demand that Skith give her the egg. TSUNATH! You will back down now or else take yourself back to the Weyr right NOW! Josiath growled, warning in her tone as she was not messing around. Normally Josiath was quite even tempered but at the moment she wasn't standing for it.

Shayna was shocked by her dragon's reaction. She had never seen her dragon get so upset before. Jo, settle. It's alright. She turned to M'riel and the others, letting M'cleod talk at the moment. "So Thread is coming soon apparently then," she said softly, looking over at the golden egg between Skith's feet. They really needed to get that egg taken care of. "M'cleod, I think Ardalae and Seleti are right. We need to get that egg somewhere warm and then we can figure out what to do with the riders," she said, turning to M'riel. "I hope you don't mind staying here a bit longer Wingleader M'riel while we get things sorted out."

Zalleah gasped in surprise as Tsunath's temper and looked over at T'rain in worry and fear. Eliath nearly whimpered as her eyes whirled in worry and she shrank against Skith's side. This gold was insane and she didn't like her at all! "We really didn't mean any harm," Zalleah said softly, sitting up a bit better. They had never meant to take the golden egg. They had only thought they had grabbed maybe a blue or green egg. Of course it had been dark when they had made the steal.

Even Skith blanched at Tsunaths temper and certainly wasn't even going to comtemplate upsetting the monster of a gold any further. He was happy to hand over the egg, especially when his T'rain said it was okay. T'rain was always right, and if he said it was okay, than it was okay. Moving away from the egg he allowed which ever dragon to get closer to the egg to take it somewhere warm.

M'riel frowned a bit. It didn't seem like they had miscalulated too badly, but it still wasn't good. Now what were they going to do? "Two hundred Turns in the future," he answered M'cleod. He glanced back at T'rain and Zalleah. "It appears that two of my riders have chosen to bring an egg with them without my knowledge." He nodded. "I would appreciate it if you could take the egg somewhere safe."

[Mik]

Tsunath tromped forward, ignoring Josiath's order until her forepaws clutched protectively around the lone egg. Once she had pulled it close to her chest, she plopped down to give it the heat of her own hide, head snaking back to the senior gold. I am sorry, Josiath, but she needs heat after her journey, she said to the older gold, craning her head down to nose at the egg, surprisingly gently, her insane anger dropped several notches to just agitation. I want to take it back to the Sands with Authanth's Littles. Kolteya-Mine, let's go. Kolteya paused in her tracks in bewilderment as she felt the anger drop to a mere simmer so quickly. She could only imagine what her behemoth of a dragon would do with her own clutch on the Sands.

M'cleod nodded to the words spoken, inwardly amused at Tsunath's effect on the new dragons. "Kolteya, if Tsunath ain't too stressed, can ya' take the egg to Lluvaith. Dunc a'ready woke 'er." Turning to Shayna, the brownrider said, "Carry out a groundin' for 'is wing here. Sanrev'll show 'em a place to sleep for the night in the Barracks." Turning to N'nes, he added, "Can ya' 'ccompany Kolteya back and make sure the egg is settled in Lluvaith's care." Turning to Ardalae and T'jas, he said, "Arda, you an' T'jas can stay while we sort this out." Finally turning back to M'riel and his wing, the Weyrleader gave them a smile that bordered on sympathetic. "Now if yer from the future, ya' know why we don't take visitors lightly and I 'pologize. We're always happy to see more dragons. Obviously, the egg wasn't part of yer plan, but there's no changing 'at fact now."

Sani slinked her way cautiously toward Tsunath and the egg clutched against the golden one's hide.

[Katlyn]

Ardalae nodded. If they were still needed here, then she had no intention of having T'jas take her back quite yet. That didn't stop herr from being surprised with how quickly Tsunath seemed to simmer down as soon as she had the egg. Perhaps they had finally found the way to keep her calm...just give her eggs.

Seleti was also surprised by the gold's sudden temperment change. Shaking her head, she said, "Sir, Cheyenth and I are going to continue our Watch, if that is alright with you." Best to get back in the air to ensure they didn't have any other unexpected guests.

[sorra]

Josiath's temper easily disappeared once Tsunath settled down. That is fine. Be careful with the egg and don't snap at anyone who tries to help, she warned. The senior gold settled back down and turned her attention to the new riders again.

Shayna was relieved to see that her gold had settled again. Although Tsunath's change of attitude was also quite shocking. She didn't know the younger gold actually had a calm bone in her body. At least it seemed like she would take good care of the egg and that's what mattered. She nodded in response to M'cleod. "That is a good idea," she agreed. Just until they knew more about these riders.

[Mik]

Tsunath hissed at the approaching wher, but did not lash out at her. She had the egg safely in her claws. I will behave, the gold replied to Josiath before turning back to Hers. Mine, let's go. This one needs more heat. Kolteya's shocked look echoed a few others at her lifemate's change in attitude. Maybe having a clutch was what her dragon really needed to be a little easier to work with. Mounting her wide gold, she settled much easier than she had when they had left the Main Weyr earlier that night. Several short moments later, the young gold was airborne with the egg clutched carefully between her fore claws.

N'nes and Cantath followed Tsunath's straight flight back to the Main Weyr. Cantath was even feeling good vibes from his golden mate which meant that things might smooth out a little easier around their small Weyr.

M'cleod had a look of surprise on his face at the change in temper in their youngest gold dragon. A few moments after she left competently, he finally turned back to the matter at hand, still trying to wrap his own thoughts about what he had just seen take place. Taking a calming breath, the brownrider gave M'riel his attention. "I'm sorry for Tsunath, but even I ain't sure what just happened with 'er. We've never seen that attitude before." Of course, his comment was open for various interpretations, but only those that were in the current time of Izuko Island knew that he meant the sudden mellowness of her temper. "Let's all move to the Barracks and get things settled, please," he said, motioning for the new riders to follow them.

Sani had hunkered back from Tsunath, but after the dragon had taken the egg away, she slipped away from the folk gathered to have her space while Sanresk and Sanrev moved to take up the back of the group. "Your dragons can stay at the beach when we get there. Just a few dragonlengths from here," he told them, waiting for all of the riders to precede him before following the group to the Barracks, Neek flitting back to the scene to see what all was going on.

[Katlyn]

Seleti returned to her green and the pair took back to the sky, keeping a very watchful eye on the thirteen dragons, and the rest of the island.

Ardalae had to try very hard to keep from laughing some over the comment about Tsunath. She, like all who called Izuko their home, knew that it was in reference to the volatile gold's sudden chill-out. But she knew that these new riders probably wouldn't think that. T'jas managed to keep any expression off his features and when the group moved out, led Ardalae towards the barracks where they would continue their conversation.