Candidate Crash Course (candis)

[Adobe]

R'phin was quite irritable today, but he needed to have some interaction with the candidates, he was the Master after all. He would have loved to avoid the moping things after the last hatching, and for the most part he held off them. Not that he would know how it was to fail at a hatching, he did Impress his bronze his first standing. You think much of yourself because of me, yes? The young man snorted, Perhaps, but I don't like being a nanny to a bunch of whiney kids. I'm still young. I still remember my candidacy. Some of them are so blind by their own ambition that they can't impress.

The bronze grumbled a bit and muttered, Like you were never ambitious, Mine, you still are. If you weren't, you wouldn't be Mine. Very true, my love, well let's get this over with, call the kiddies in.

Candidates, come to the commons for a lesson.

[Zenniel]

Live was doing chores. Live loved doing chores because it got her mind off of other, less-than-liked things. One of those things was the imminent hatching, the one that, yes, Live was sure every other candidate was waiting for. However, Live was fine with the fact that she possibly wouldn’t Impress this time just like last time. It all depended on if the dragons wanted her or not. Live was helping Wisthia, which, overmuch, wasn’t as big a hassle that most other chores would have been.

Then she got the call. She leaned her head to one side as if listening for something that, frankly, couldn’t be heard. Then she smiled, “So the CandidateMaster hasn’t forgotten about us candidates, after all!” She told Wisthia, and bid her farewells. “I’ll be back soon, promise.”

Live raced to the commons, happily aware that she was the first one there. She fairly skidded to a stand-still, and smiled at R’phin. She guessed he wasn’t ready for an enthusiastic candidate. “Hello, CandidateMaster!” She said, still smiling.