Now Foreth could hear her, but she was too caught up in her shattered heart to respond right away. The only consolation was that her two gold eggs weren't among the casualties. The sound of her grief

Screaming and thinking were hard to do at the same time. ((Caverns...temporary weyr,)) she said. ((She keeps going dark on me.))

From where they sat, trying not to add to the chaos, Selenyth and Nithroith lent their voices to the keen for the lost.

Now Foreth could hear her, but she was too caught up in her shattered heart to respond right away. The only consolation was that her two gold eggs weren't among the casualties. The sound of her grief

Thank Faranth she had responded. KAith was ready to glide him where he needed to be. ((Foreth, we will. Where was she...it's important, I need to find her to help her.)) Had she been at the caverns

Oh. *Oh.* That grief was unbearable, and the sound had Andronda in tears immediately. She felt it rush through her from Nykantiath - the eggs, the gold said - some had been lost. The woman choked

Elloryth, Lileth, and Travath on opposite sides of the Weyr all took up the keening note, adding their own individual voices to the grieving anguish. The death of dragons, even those unhatched, was a

The HAD's voice penetrated when little else did. She didn't stop bugling her head off but she sent a quick reply, ((Please, please save mine. MINE!))

The little ones! The Hatchlings! Sunstreath landed, short of the Caverns, and added his voice to the rising keening, the need to find the attacker eclipsed by the grief of what Foreth's keen meant.

((Reassure Foreth if you can,)) K'ren said swearing. ((I'll get a dragonhealer to you. Try not to move too much if you can't see)) R'tal was going to be beside himself. ((We're on our way...Foreth?

"Oh, hi, Kalin!" Up alongside the guard and his wher came the fourteen year old newbie, puffing noisily from the run to catch up. Giselle's voice had been chipper and warm; her expression, however,

Vayka very gently laid a hand on Kassia's belly andleft it there a moment. Feeling for movement. She didn't feel any contractions. So good on that so far. "Your baby seems fine. Let's get you cleaned

"Okay, listen, you need to find *Margana*, you understand?" he said, stressing that name, "Blue Zlorenth. Someone with a dragon will be able to find her. Tell her I'm in there." He went to hand Arden

Foreth tried to take stock. Hers was going to be taken care of. Now to think about the eggs. The eggs...Dread rushed through her and she carefully moved to see the eggs she'd been on, easier said than

Talith was quiet a long ominous moment. ((My face hurts,)) he admitted finally. ((Everything is dark. But we need to protect the eggs and Foreth first. Foreth is-- she says Kassia is badly hurt.))--

K'ren nearly staggered at the force of the shout in his head, but he'd lived at Arolos long enough to not waste time in an emergency. As he was running for his healers kit, he was sending messages to

Cremsden looked at the boy blankly for a moment and then at the baby in his arms as though only just realising maybe he shouldn't be there. "Okay, listen, you need to find *Margana*, you understand?"

"Head...head hurts," she gasped. Tears squeezed out the corner of her eyes. It took a moment to take stock. To remember. "My arm... it hurts, but what about my baby!" She'd had two miscarriages

Good! Good. That Foreth was beginning to calm even a little was good headway for the younger gold. She didn't let up an ounce on the sendings of calm and reassurance, least Foreth slip into

Finally she opened her eyes and looked up at the healer. "Oww...." was all she could say. Inwardly she found the energy to try to soothe Foreth, but the gold was still frantic. ((I'll...be okay,