A'lar and
Cadyn
Through some sort of freak
miracle, Acelar and Cadyn managed to completely avoid each other until the
Hatching. Therefore, they had no idea that the other was standing, or even at
the weyr...
Acelar smiled smugly as he stroked Castor's smooth fur. He was
quite enjoying it at the weyr, it was much better here than it had ever been at
home. Sure, the candidates were still required to do chores, plus extra lessons
on how to take care of their dragons when they hatched, but that really was no
different from his old home.
At least this way, he was free to do what he
wanted, the rest of the time. And no Cadyn around, either.
Castor's ears
perked as a low, droning hum penetrated the room, and Acelar looked up. Wasn't
that sound supposed to mean...? The clutch was hatching!
Quickly, he told
Castor to stay, and pulled on the white candidacy robe as he rushed out. He
pushed his way through the growing crowds to get to the Sands.
Suddenly, he
slammed into someone, and a soft, feminine voice cried out in surprise. He
quickly glanced back at the person he'd knocked over, glimpsing a small,
dark-haired girl glaring at him. "Sorry!" He called over his shoulder as he
raced into the hatching sands.
Something about her tugged at the back of his
memory, but he swiftly put it out of his mind as the eggs began to
crack.
Cadyn walked into the hatching sands, rubbing her shoulder where
the boy had run into her. Stupid oaf could have watched where he was going...She
shook her head, joining the rest of the candidates, and concentrated instead on
the rocking eggs as the first egg cracked.
A large egg rocked, hitting
another egg, which cracked open. That only reminded her of the boy earlier. He'd
been wearing a white robe, perhaps he was a candidate too?
She turned her
attention back to the hatching as two spinning eggs slammed into each other,
spilling two slightly dizzy-looking browns onto the sands. The dragons quickly
Impressed, and their riders helped them off the sands as a blue dragon creeled
amidst the male candidates.
A familiar boy with strawberry-blond hair rushed
to the dragon's side. Help! The little blue pleaded to his chosen.
Cadyn stared
at the boy. She realized he was the one who had ran into her earlier, but that
was not why she stared.
"It's alright, Rduith, they're not going to hurt
you." Acelar said as he stroked the young blue's neck.
Rduith crooned.
I know, but I wanted you to come to
me.
Acelar looked up, and his eyes widened in shock when
he saw Cadyn. He looked back down at his dragon, and wordlessly left to
get the blue dragon some food as the hatching went on.
The rest of the
hatching seemed to pass in a daze for Cadyn. She'd never thought she would have
met Acelar at the weyr! And how long had he been here? How could they have
missed each other?
By now she had pretty much decided to give up on Acelar.
She had figured that even if she did find him, he'd never like her, at least,
not the same way she felt...
A soft, delicate voice in her mind brought Cadyn
back to the present. Tell them my name, Cadyn. Cadyn jumped, looking up to meet
the swirling eyes of a delicate green dragon. She hadn't even noticed the green
had hatched, and apparently, neither had anyone else. The green dragon cocked
her head. Ridermine, tell them my name, please? I'm rather
hungry...I know there's food, so don't try to fool me into thinking
otherwise.
The dragon's matter-of-fact tone caused Cadyn to
grin. "I wouldn't dare try to hide anything from you. You are my Hyacinth, for
now and forever."
Hyacinth crooned happily, leading her new rider to the
food, where Acelar-no, A'lar-would be waiting...
