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 Desert Souls, Savannah Hearts, Gold Dansk Wher Hatching
Dana
 Posted: Apr 15 2017, 02:21 AM
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The first careful scratching sounds woke Dansk from her partial doze. Tilting her head at the rocking eggs the wher listened carefully to see if it came again. It did, this time accompanied by a strong shake. Giving the egg a sideways look at then a gentle nose bump Dansk huffed at the young creature inside. There was nobody here for it yet, it needed to wait.

Standing on her long legs the queen slowly stretched one leg at a time before shaking herself and moving to deconstruct her makeshift Den so the clutch could be seen. While she did so she let her mind stretch out featherlight across the minds of those she knew and any who had shown interest in being present. They hatch, come come. Hurry now.

Glancing up from where she had idly been repairing a piece of harness Dana blinked slightly before putting it aside with her tools. Leaning over to peer down at the wher's activity curiously a moment the woman smiled. Dansk was rather proud of this clutch and rightfully so.

Smoothing the loose pants she had taken to wearing when she spent time with the queen Dana turned and headed down towards the kitchens to warn the cooks. Supplies had been set aside thankfully for this occurrence but the stuff still needed to be heated so it was ready.

That task complete she returned to her quarters and collected a box of new, sterile belt knives made for this occasion. For now the bindings on the were uniform and undyed, perfect for tinting the color of whatever new companion chose the hopeful.

(OOC: Dansk's first hatching! Come let your feet feel the misery a dragon candidate's feet do! (No you don't have to wear the sandals) In the interest of keeping this moving and getting handlers out there with their new charges as well opening the adoptables up faster I'm stealing an idea from elsewhere. Every 3ish posts I will try to get a new set of bonds up.

Feel free to toss your characters in whenever and as a reminder, Dansk is an inconvenient desert dweller who clutched on the hatching sands. Enjoy your toasty feet.
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Khennadi had been waiting, somewhat more patiently than Khennask had been. With each day, the over-eager brown was increasingly excited to meet his pups, and spent every waking (and sleeping) moment with Dansk in the Hatching Cavern. Personally, Khennadi thought it was a good idea to have the whers be clutched and hatched there; it saved the trouble of trying to keep them warm and monitor them to make sure they were warm enough, and it was certainly big enough for all of the spectators and participants.

Of course, wher hatchings were a significantly less flamboyant event than a dragons' hatching, which Khennadi was personally grateful for. It was stressful, even as someone largely uninvolved with the big hatchings, to attend-- especially as dragons boasted a far higher rate of fatalities than their smaller cousins. Wher pups were just too small to inflict the same amount of damage, fortunately.

The dark-haired handler looked up from her work as finally the call she was waiting for was relayed through Khennask, who had been hunting for Dansk; instead, he came bounding down into the 'bowl on graceful legs like his mate's, greenish tongue lolling out of his mouth as he panted and loped down the passage to join the gold and their eggs.

Enri sat across from her, working on another part of the commission she'd received. He was a journeyman now, something she knew to be long overdue; he'd waited for Turns longer than his peers when she had taken those Turns to grieve the loss of one of her own parents.

"C'mon, kid. Dansk's clutch is hatching. Leave yer stuff here, we can worry 'bout it afterward."

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The last wher hatching, Kalesk's, had been demoralizing. Enri did not like to admit it, but he had been utterly disappointed; he had wanted to Bond to a wher ever since he was a small boy, and be like his hard-working mother. He thought that after growing up with a wher, knowing a lot about them, and just wanting one as strongly as he did, he was sure to be chosen by one. Yet, he had walked away by himself, and he wasn't quite sure why.

Of course, he knew that he wasn't entitled or guaranteed to be chosen by any wher, and his mother told him that it may simply be that his perfect soulmate had not yet hatched. Logically, he knew that, but it was hard, and waiting sucked.

During the Turn's End Gather, he had gotten a trio of wherraptors; two had been his mother and sister's, and they'd given them to him because they were too busy for them. The third was his own, and it had hatched into a fine obsidian with golden spots and plumage, and that distracted him for a time.

The niggling worry that he wasn't destined for a wher returned, however, when Dansk ran and later clutched. On one hand, he was nearly giddy with excitement for the event, but wondered simultaneously if he was actually fit for a wher. Was there something wrong with him that made those of Kalesk pass him up? Or was Khennadi right, and maybe it was somehow fated that he should Bond to a wher from Dansk's clutch? After all, it would be so meaningful for them all if he could. To have a wher produced by his mother and aunt's whers would be wonderful.

Khennadi's words snapped him out of his reverie, and his eyes widened as he looked up at her. She offered him an encouraging smile, and then he fumbled with the tools in his hands and the leather on which he'd been working. He composed himself before he stood, but there was a fine tremble of excitement in his hands as he waited for his mom to stand and make her way toward the door.

Dahlia, who had been tucked under the table with Orchid and Lilac, rose to her feet and strutted after them, squawking at her packmates to come along-- but Enri turned and shushed her, kneeling and giving her a quiet command to stay and watch the shop. Irked, she gave him a rumbling of dissatisfaction, but turned to go sit under the table once more. This time, three pairs of alert eyes watched the pair of humans leave.

"You don't need to be nervous," Khennadi reassured him, laying a hand on his shoulder. He was much taller than her, a spitting image of his father but with skin darker like hers. "I'm sure that if you get a wher anywhere, it'll be from Dansk. S'family, yeah? And even if you don't, it'll come in time."

"Wher candidates do have all the time in the world," he mused, though he was not pacified by the thought. Lagoon-blue eyes moved to meet his mother's dark brown, and he sighed and faced forward once more.

"Quit bein' so anxious." It didn't really help, even made him bristle a little bit to have his feelings dismissed so quickly. He knew that his mother simply thought he was overdramatic, and impatient. Yet, he was still infinitely more patient than Hana, and a little more empathetic-- if she hadn't been so prone to losing her temper, maybe she wouldn't have gone out and Impressed to a murderous dragon out of spite.

When finally they arrived on the scorching sands, dressed more comfortably and appropriately than typical dragon candidates. For that, he was grateful; he really didn't want to come onto these sands in a pair of flimsy sandals and burn his feet. Then again, at least the dragon candidates didn't get sweaty feet.

"Dansk," he greeted the gold softly, bowing to the sandy-colored queen respectfully. He was always extra respectful to Dansk, even though he'd practically grown up with her as much as he'd done so for Khennask.

"Hey, pretty lady. How have you been? This big ol' lug been treatin' you good?" Khennadi asked, moving to crouch next to Khennask who was sprawled out on his belly with his chin on his paws. His butt was wiggling just a bit, tailtips lashing back end forth. Enri actually cracked a smile when the brown behemoth let out a low whine, impatient and excited and barely restraining himself from getting Too Close.

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Eilise stretched from her position on her bed. She laid there for a second to let her body decided if it was going to wake up or not. A momemt later saw her moving around the room quitely as she dreesed. The sandels she wore this time had thick soles under them and the shirt and shorts were made from thin fabric. Relived that she didn't have to wear what they wore to Dragon hatchings she made her way to the hatching sands. She grabbed her belt knife last minute before she left the room.

When she got there it took her longer than she would admit to to find the queen. She bowed to Dansk, not knowing what she was really supposed to do, nodded in Dana's direction, she hoped, and stepped back from the queen. The rockings eggs were hard to see in the dim cavern so she made sure she was far enough not to fall on them if one of the hatchings ran into her or pushed her, but close enough to be considered a candidate.
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It seemed that a Wher talking to you was no different than a dragon talking to you. That was Connor's thought as he rose from his bed. He moved to his drawer and pulled out a vest, pants and grabbed his shoes, stripping off his night clothes then dressing into his day....night clothes? Well if he impressed then they would be his night clothes since Whers were nocturnal so. Connor rubbed his eyes as a uncovered yawn forced itself out . He was not awake enough to have that kind of thought process yet. He went back to his drawer grabbing his belt knife as he left for the hatching sands.

Durring the week the dark skinned man had asked around to find were the golden Wher queen had laod her egg. So when he entered the hatching cavern he immediately headed to were Dansk laid along with her eggs. He bowed low to her, offering one of his rare smiled to her and her bonded as well. He stood back as the eggs rocked or shaked. Connor wondered idlly what colors would come from the eggs as he stood next to Eilise.

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It was some time after Dansk made her announcement that a certain harper followed in the wake of some of the candidates. Cryssa was dressed as neat and pretty as ever, though clearly she was relieved that she could walk through the sands with proper boots instead of sandals.

As she was not here for a wher, the woman would simply stand to the side, after offering Dansk a bow and a smile. In the back of her mind Cindath was getting peeks of the proceedings, while also asking her constantly when the eggs would hatch..... Which did not seem all that new, considering how he kept asking her when her 'egg' would hatch.

She also thought back on the events a few weeks ago, chewing on her lower lip. She had NOT expected to see her father, who had been... Understandably upset. Shaking her head, she put those thoughts away for now. It can be dealt with later.

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The touch of a wher's voice against his mind was... surprising! Amedras certainly hadn't expected it, and if not for the sense of what and where (and wher as well) it would have confused him more than anything else. Still, the young trader did know of the wher in question - he had made a brief visit to her when he had arrived, after expressing interest in the eggs to her handler - and he was quic to get ready.

He made certain his charges were all squared away, back in their pens. Kheeva hopped about his feet, chattering in a chastising way to the other beasts as they were seen to and made comfortable. Then, with a squawk, the green wherraptor realized she was being 'squared away' as well - picked up and set upon Amedras' bedding. "Stay here and guard, okay?" He grinned at the little green creature and ruffled the feathers on her head. Guard! she chirped back at him agreeably.

With Kheeva put away and Verinox dozing upon the bedpost, Amedras crept out of his rooms near the stables - intending to make for the hatching sands alone and without company that might be mistaken for egg-stealers (which he was certain a wherraptor or a wherryhawk would most definitely be seen as!)

He made it about half way there before he realized he had left his knife behind, upon the bed. With a hissed curse he turned about and began to head back when Ayati, his mottled gold firelizard, popped out from between, the sheathed blade clutched against her chest. Amedras offered up a startled and rather pleased laugh and took the blade from her, then offered her a perch upon his shoulder. "What would I do without you, hm? Well! Let's go see some eggs!"

When he stepped into the chamber holding the Sands, the heat of the place was almost like a physical blow. He could already feel sweat prickling on his brow, and if he weren't wearing boots he would have had rather toasty feet! Still, it wasn't so bad! There were other people about and he grinned at them, waved, then approached to stand near their group, setting his hands on his hips. Ayati coiled about the back of his neck, tail curled up and around like a bit of living jewelry. She kept herself low and watched the proceedings with some interest. These eggs were much bigger than hers had ever been!

"Hi! So! I've never done this before, what do we do?" He glanced from one person to another, before his gaze settled upon the bonded of the brooding Queen. "Do we approach her and choose an egg? That's how they do it sometimes right? Or... Well! I'm excited just to see them!"

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Dansk rumbled in pleasure as people filed in, most of them people she knew. Pausing her deconstruction of the den she leaned over to give Enri's hair a lick and then padded over to the eggs. After a moment's consideration she gently shoved a medium sized egg over to rest beside him.

Examining the newcomers again she repeated this process with a smaller egg to Connor and then one to Amedras. Three more were pushed out to the various people filing in before Dansk settled back down to wait and watch. Sit.

Giving her Wher a wry look Dana moved to those who had been presented an egg and pushed a clean knife into their hands. "Here, use this. They have been sterilized, you will find the buckets against the wall. Take the egg she has given you and move over to them, shouldn't be a long wait." Giving them all a smile she stepped back out of the way only pausing to give Enri a hug of greeting.

One of the eggs decided it was quite done with this waiting around bit and gave a solid shake startling the person holding it. Another solid shake followed the first before a pale golden bronze foot popped out of a hole. At the first feel of the air against its skin the young wher paused before wiggling its toes and set to demolishing the remaining egg around it.

Watching her son as he emerged into the dim glow of the cavern Dansk chuffed quietly. Turning his head to peer up at the person attached to the set of legs in front of him the small bronze let out a series of chirps and squeaks before abruptly bouncing to his feet and racing around the legs.

When the newly minted handler finally managed to catch him he settled down for the moment, food was a powerful distracting force.

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Fidgety - Patient - Excitable - High strung

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Mother: Gold Dansk
Father: Brown Khennask


Not to be outdone by her brother one of the smallest of the eggs shattered to reveal an almost uniform rose quartz. Blinking slowly from where she was sprawled on her back the tiny hatchling lifted her head to reveal almost comically oversized headknobs. Twisting around she scrambled to her feet and bounced to the handler in front of her letting out a hungry squeal.

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Mother: Gold Dansk
Father: Brown Khennask


This seemed to start a frenzy of action in most of the eggs. Small cracks started showing in them and the one near Connor even managed to get a golden leg poked through one end and an obsidian tail through the other. Whatever was inside seemed to think this was perfectly alright as the paw was withdrawn only to be replaced by a curious eye as it inspected this outside world.
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Enri let out a muffled laugh as his head was unceremoniously licked by Dansk, and he could not help but feel a sheepish rush of adoration for the gold who had always been so kind to him, around even though she did not play such a large role in his and his sister's lives as Khennask had. It was only when she gently rolled an egg in front of him, the pale and whorled shell resting against his knees, that his anxieties were assuaged. He looked up at her, suddenly uncertain-- was he truly ready, and worthy? He could have hugged Dansk.

Dana gave him a hug instead, and he nearly yelped with surprise, but gladly hugged his aunt back. "Thank you," he told her sincerely, though it was directed to both her and the queen as he accepted the sterile knife and gently scooted back, a little more out of the way of the other candidates and their eggs. He made a shallow cradle in the sand for his egg, not paying attention to much else as others' hatched into their new bondmates.

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Zenka was excited to come and see the wherpups hatch. She was dressed nicely, though in her form fitting running gear, and had her hair tied back. She bowed and said thank you to the Queen Wher who had laid the eggs on the sands now. She then stepped to the side and watched as the hatchlings emerged. She giggled lightly when the first one was zooming around the place and the second hatched as the two impressed to their humans.
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Kibro was late to the hatching. He had done as Miss Cryssa had told him to do and got some nice clothing and dressed nicely for the occasion. He was now standing off to the side with the other candidates waiting patiently. He was a very large man, quiet, and respectful of those around him. He nodded to Cryssa, bowed to the Queen, and then took his place off to the side to watch the first two pups run around and impress.
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Sisu was excited, and nervous both. He heard the call and was quick to head to the sands where Dansk had laid her clutch. He'd known about it for some time, the albino boy quickly getting dressed and not paying much attention to what he put on, a simple tunic with slacks and sandals. He quickly ran a comb through his hair, Freckles cheeping at his friend as the boy woke the spotted Firelizard. However, Freckles seemed interested, but Sisu ordered the lizard to say. He wasn't sure how Dansk would be, and would rather try and make a good impression. Freckles chittered in an admonishing manner before he curled back up on his friend's pillow and went back to sleep.

Sisu rushed to the sands, looking around expectantly. But he did not see his friend. Where was Lucius? HIs heart fell a little bit. He thought they would be standing together. Well, maybe Lucius was just running behind? He hoped that was the case, and he looks over to Dansk, bowing to her respectfully. He hesitantly took one of the knives and bowls of meat, and glanced nervously and shyly at the others. His instinct was to tuck away from them, since he hadn't Lucius there yet to help him feel brave, but he would eventually sit.. nearby, but not out of the way, in case Dansk found him interesting. Sisu was starting to wish he had sent Freckles to go wake Lucius after all.

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Xun became aware of the hatching, as several hopefuls filed past and headed towards the sand. He sighed softly, closing his eyes a moment. Looking up to the wall, where Xunsk's harness still hung, there was a pained sort of smile. He patted the leather straps, which he had repaired to the best of his ability, before pondering. His firelizards all stared at him, each one cheeping as if in encouragement. He wasn't going to be standing, exactly, but merely be there to watch the new ones make their way into this world. He had to be able to at least attend the hatchings, right?

He made his way to the sands, pausing to look at Kalen curled up on the bed, and giving Kaelsk a head scritch. The pair had been with him nearly all the time, and helped him cope with the loss. He was healing, as expected. The bond between wher and dragon was not as strong, but no less keenly felt, at least to Xun, when Xunsk gave his life for the former bronze handler. He got dressed quietly and made his way towards the sands finally.

Once arrived, he noticed many already there, and two hatchlings have already seemed to make their impressions. He made sure to pay his respects to Dansk, despite the fact he was simply just here to be here, and to see if he would have some sort of breakdown. He looked around uncertainly, neither making a move for any bucket or knife, but instead, settling himself in the sands, near Cryssa. She was a familiar face, though he'd not seen much of the harper lately. Still. He watched with mixed feelings, a pang as the first to hatch was in fact a bronze, and of such beautiful and unique coloration to. He took a breath, steadying himself, offering congratulations to the two new handlers.

He watched as Dansk seemed prepared to hand out eggs, he leans his back against the wall, closing his eyes a moment again. Though there were pangs, and sorrow, he still seemed to be handling things ok. He watched and waited, curious to see what this new clutch would bring.

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Connor thanked Dansk as she pushed one of her eggs towards him. Not really knowing what to do he was thankful when Dana came over and handed him the knife along with where the buckets to feed the newly hatched Whers were. Connor knealed down to scoop up the egg when the first two eggs hatched and impressed to their new bondeds. Giving short nods to the two he turned back to his egg.

The egg started to crack as Connor reached for it. The gold paw reached out in front of him and was replaced with the Whers eye, its tail still on the sands as it looked around and at him.
"Hello there are you going to come out, you'll get to see more if you do." He gave the hatchling a soft smile as he talked softly to the baby.

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Smiling and waving at Kibro as the large man walks in, she would watch the proceedings with growing curiosity. It was certainly different to a dragon hatchling, though she had managed to learn a bit about the process. Enough to know blood was involved.

Looking to the side, she would notice another familiar face, though she has not spoken with them all that much. "Hullo! Here to just watch as well?" she asks with a smile from Xun, her hands resting on her abdomen. She had heard that the man's wher had passed during the harsh mutated threadfall, but as always, the harper felt it was better to act normally than to make questions of other peoples mood in public. If they wish to talk about it, they will.

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Dansk huffed contently watching as even more people filed in. This was good, her offspring would have many strong people to choose from. To that end she decided her deconstruction efforts were quite done and moved to inspect every new person who arrived. None who stepped on the sands were spared her inspection even if they were not here for an egg themselves.

Pausing before Sisu she gave the young man a curious look then a quiet rumble and nosed his shoulder before moving on. Kibro got a long, curious look. It was rare for her to find anyone who even approached her height and it fascinated her to no end. Down the line she went pausing another moment to inspect Amedras.

Seemingly content with what she saw the queen turned back to the eggs and began carefully pushing some out to those waiting. Three more went to hopefuls standing around, one small one that was already showing signs of cracking was carefully pushed to Kibro. After careful consideration she gently nosed two more eggs out of the pile, one to Amedras and another to rather pointedly place in front of Sisu.

Pleased with the choices Dansk settled back around the four remaining eggs to watch and wait. For the moment she seemed satisfied to watch how things played out before handing them out.

One of the eggs was not quite so satisfied to wait. It was HUNGRY! The moment his egg stopped at Kibro's feet the small quartz inside knew it was time to be free. The first thing to protrude were the tips of his long headknobs followed by the rest of his head still wearing bits of the shell as a hat. Giving the legs he was presented with a cry of hunger he paused then backed up so he could try and see what was above these legs.

Smiling slightly Dana moved forward to hand the man a new belt knife and motioned to the buckets.

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Oryx

|| Clutch ||
Desert Souls, Savannah Hearts (DSSH)

|| Impressed To: ||
Kibro

|| Final Size ||
3'

|| Hexcode ||
#F6F0D6

|| Personality ||
Curious – Relaxed – Observant - Silent

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Kisk is one of the quieter of the young whers. With his off white hide darkening on the points and the bold stripes on his muzzle the quartz boasts a more subtle but no less striking appearance then the rest of his clutch. The knobs on his head appear to be quite strait with ridges along their length. All of this combined leads to a sense of grace, or would if it wasn't for the baby fat. As he ages he will trend more towards slimness but still very obviously be a wher.

The young wher is rather content with his lot in life. His favorite thing to do is simply relax with his bonded and watch the activities of others as they go about whatever it is they do. If there is something he doesn't know he will make it plain he would like to know about it but won't make a fuss if it is denied.

|| Extras ||
• Long legs and webbed toes due to heritage
• Will try anything food wise at least one, including greens.
• Will take up as much room as possible when sleeping.

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Mother: Gold Dansk
Father: Brown Khennask


Another one of the eggs seemed to take this as a reminder and shattered apart in a spectacular shower revealing a diminutive green inside. Unlike her siblings the young wher seemed to lack the long legs, in fact hers were maybe even a bit on the short side. This didn't stop her though as she wasted no time at all in sinking her baby teeth into the leg before her. This was food, right? Letting out a cry the owner of that leg leaned down to try and quickly removed the hatchling and direct her to a more suitable meal.

This seemed to work as once they had moved out of the way she settled down to eat her share without a care in the world.

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|| Inspiration ||
Freshwater Croc

|| Clutch ||
Desert Souls, Savannah Hearts (DSSH)

|| Impressed To: ||
Adoptable

|| Final Size ||
2'

|| Hexcode ||
#81922C

|| Personality ||
Hungry – Opportunistic – violent

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|| Extras ||
• Abnormally short legs
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Mother: Gold Dansk
Father: Brown Khennask


Back in Connor's lap the young wher in the egg didn't seem at all interested in coming out quite yet. Shifting around in its shell once more it carefully scratched another view hole in the other side of its shell so it could see over there. What it spied seemed to catch its interest for the moment as it settled back down to watch.

Across the sand another of its siblings had finally shed its shell. This one was a rather stately looking pup with shades of brow splotched across its hide. Slowly getting to his long legs he shook himself off, tipping over once in the process, before padding after his relieved looking handler. He seemed to have no interest in the fanfare his green sister had made of HER hatching.

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|| Inspiration ||
Giraffe

|| Clutch ||
Desert Souls, Savannah Hearts (DSSH)

|| Impressed To: ||
Adoptable

|| Final Size ||
6'

|| Hexcode ||
#8B5C14

|| Personality ||
Stately – Calm – Observant - Placid

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• Long legs and webbed toes due to heritage
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Mother: Gold Dansk
Father: Brown Khennask
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Connor
 Posted: Apr 17 2017, 01:05 AM
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Connor pulled the egg into his lap as the Wher inside pulled its tail inside. From the amount of movement and the sound of cracking Connor stilled thinking that the Hatching was going to pop out of the shell. Instead the sound stopped, leaning over/around the side of the Egg he spoted another eye hole gazing at the other side of the clutch. He huffed amusingly at the Wher.

His head snapped to one of the others as they screamed, a little green clamped down on their leg. Connor leaned over his egg,
"I hope you don't do that unless thats one of the ways you all bond to us, though I thought it was from oir hands and not legs." He joked lightly. Realizing that the hatching wasn't coming out anytime soon he made himself comfortable on the sands he was sitting on. His pants keeping most of the heat away from his legs.

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Sisu
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Sisu giggles a little as Dansk noses his shoulder. He took that as approval of course. He looks around, watching as Dansk went back to her clutch. He was surprised, then, when an egg was pushed towards him. His eyes widened, and he carefully pulled the egg closer. He knew from the last hatching attended what he was supposed to do, so he got th eknife and bucket of meat ready. He stares intently at his egg, and then looks around hopefully again. Where was Lucius? He tried not to let his disappointment show, not wanting to make the hatchling uncomfortable, and instead, waited to see what would emerge from his egg. He began talking softly to it, as if perhaps he could encourage the young wher within to come out and say hello. His nervousness and excitement showed quite clearly on his features all the same.

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~Wher Candidate Sisu~

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Xun smiles, even if it was a little forced, looking over to Cryssa and nodding. "I'm not exactly here for a pup. If it happens, it happens, but mostly this is.. part of my healing. I think so far I am doing alright." He chuckles softly, sighing as he watched eggs passed around and new bonds made. He wiped away at his eyes. Sand in them, that's what it was. "I've mourned. I have to start trying to move forward." He nods, clicking his tongue and nodding to Dansk as he was inspected as well. He dipped his head to the golden Queen, before settling himself again, his back against the rock. He smiles at Cryssa, noting her belly. "My belated congratulations."

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Eilise
 Posted: Apr 17 2017, 02:26 AM
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She stepped back when it became obvious that she would not be chosen for onr of the eggs and she was fine with that. Eilise walked back some to give the new Whers plenty of space while pulling out a peice of hide and charcoal. She stared to write down notes she she would be a little more prepared for the next hatching. When Dansk came up to her she held out the back of her hand if the Queen wanted to sniff her or not. She had seen a couple of Whers do it and if it caused offense to the queen she would apologize and go back to note taking.

A long black line covered her page as one of the others let out a scream. She spied a green Wher clamped down on their leg and made note of it under the long line.
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"Ah. I can understand that, yes. Grieving is good, but I doubt those who have passed would want us to be stuck like so." she would offer a small nod, before seeming sheepish. "Not that I know what it would be like, personally. I have simply come across individuals is all." she would take a small breath, before blushing and smiling once more. "Thank you~ I hope the little one will be a healthy one, regardless of whatever they become."

She would focus back on the hatching, chuckling softly. "Ah, they are beautiful in their own way..."

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When Elise had held out the back of her hand Dansk flared her nostrils before pondering the woman with a hint of green amusement swirling through the faceted orbs. Now from her vantage point curled in the sand she watched the remaining eggs as their occupants started getting hungry.

One of the first to break in this newest wave wave a brown so dark he seemed almost black. However as the egg goop dried the darkness of his hide gave way to a slightly less dark chocolate marked by white stripes along his legs and a grey muzzle. Staring up at the person beside him he gave an inquisitive chortle before padding off to find his food.

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|| Inspiration ||
Okapi

|| Clutch ||
Desert Souls, Savannah Hearts (DSSH)

|| Impressed To: ||
Adoptable

|| Final Size ||
5'

|| Hexcode ||
#3E1511

|| Personality ||
Skittish – Cheerful - Playful

|| Appearance ||
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|| Extras ||
• Long legs and webbed toes due to heritage
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Mother: Gold Dansk
Father: Brown Khennask


The next two to hatch did so almost in unison. An amusing fact given that from the shards of the shells two small rubies rolled out very nearly colliding. The darker of the pair leapt to his feet staring at his brother with a somewhat panicked look before darting back towards his person's lap.

The more pale ruby who's egg had originated in Amedras' lap lunged to his feet as well and started to give chase. Started being the key word as within a few steps he had stumbled in the unsure footing of the sand and rolled over onto his back. This didn't seem to bother the small creature any as he simply wiggled down into the sand chirping and chattering happily.

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|| Inspiration ||
Red Hartebeest

|| Clutch ||
Desert Souls, Savannah Hearts (DSSH)

|| Impressed To: ||
Adoptable

|| Final Size ||
5'3”

|| Hexcode ||
#B1251D

|| Personality ||
Skittish – Anxious – Insecure - Observant

|| Appearance ||
Short 1-2 paragraphs briefly describing wher appearance and personality – To be filled out by player who adopts the wher.

|| Extras ||
• Long legs and webbed toes due to heritage
• Add a fun fact here!
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Mother: Gold Dansk
Father: Brown Khennask


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|| Inspiration ||
Caracal

|| Clutch ||
Desert Souls, Savannah Hearts (DSSH)

|| Impressed To: ||
Amedras

|| Final Size ||
5'3”

|| Hexcode ||
#B74F42

|| Personality ||
Playful – Social – Happy - Loving

|| Appearance ||
The young wher presents a rather uniform shade of ruby across the top of his body fading into lighter shades, the exceptions to this being his headknobs which fade into a dark gray and a few of his extremities which are a rather startling white. One of his favorite pastimes is showing his white belly to any who will pay attention to get belly rubs. This, however, should come with a caution as he's just as apt to decide the hand is for playing with instead of rubbing!

Ask and you shall receive. The adage fits the wher perfectly as he is more then eager to do anything and everything his person wishes. This should probably be used carefully as it will become readily apparent he is unable to distinguish between honest wish and casual commentary. As he gets older he will become better able to distinguish these but quite often simply will not care to.

|| Extras ||
• Long legs and webbed toes due to heritage
• Loves to chase bugs. The more legs the better.
• Finds crawlers to be a delicacy that must be shared with his person. Preferably alive.

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Mother: Gold Dansk
Father: Brown Khennask
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Kibro was all smiles as he watched each wherpup hatch, run around, then find their bonded. He blinked as he glanced down to the egg that managed to roll to him. With a shocked look, he stared down on the small male until Dana brought him a knife and motioned towards the buckets. He would give a nod before moving to scoop the small, freshly hatched, wherpup up and carry him to the buckets.

It was there that Kibro would cut his palm and mix his blood in with the food within the bucket and then help the small wher eat his fill. "Thats it little one. Eat until you're nice and full."
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Lucius woke up late and was extremely angry at himself for doing so. Throwing on quick clothes and not even taking care of his hair and dashed off to the hatching that was taking place right now, cursing under his breath. Sisu was probably already there worried, he and the boy had pretty much taken into a relationship. Just the thought of Sisu bonding without him made Lucius run faster. He wanted to be there. He wanted to bond with him, together.

Upon arriving quite a few had already hatched, but he scanned around for his love interest before taking into mind of the nice hatchlings. There he was. A nervous wreck, looking around for him probably. Hopefully the Queen wouldn't be upset. He fast walked up behind him and prodded him in the neck (a little hard) to get his attention. "I'm here." He whispered and stood beside him, having to force himself not to get all physical. Somehow it was hard around Sisu.

"How is it going? Wanna hold my hand this time." He muttered loud enough for Sisu to hear but hopefully not to disturb anyone else, he gave a wink towards the albino boy. And now he could look at the beautiful whers, oh how excited he was so suddenly. What would he get? Surely a bronze, someone as great as himself could deserve only a bronze. With these thoughts in mind he held his head high.

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The change in Sisu was immediate and very obvious. The moment Lucius finally entered, the albino boy's face completely lit up. He smiled broadly, and much like Lucius, had to control himself not to break into a spectacle of affections. He knew this would change soon, especially if they both bonded, but he would still be able to do little things, right? LIke hold hnands. And that's exactly what he did, grabbing onto his love interest's heart and pulling Lucius down beside him. "I was worried.. I didn't think to wake you or send Freckles. I am sorry."

He watched as a few more beauties popped out marvelling at their markings. He looks to Dansk to, hoping the queen won't take offense to Lucius' late arrival. She didn't seem to be a very uptight or haughty Queen, though he would be worried. "You just have to sit. She will bring you an egg." he was sure of it. Lucius was going to get an egg to.

That reminded him of the one in his lap. He peers down at it suddenly, tilting his head. It was perhaps doing some wiggling, but he couldn't discern any cracks in the shell just yet. He hoped the little wherpup inside was ok. He or she sure was taking their time!

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~Wher Candidate Sisu~

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