Foreth was losing energy again, but she dutifully settled her eggs under her before she took a break. Kassia was content to sit there with Mendl and just watch the Queen for as long as it took.
Sunlight gave way to the light of the full moon coming in from outside and the glows that stood around the Caverns. The feeling became a lot more intimate as the lower light shown off the Sands.
In time Foreth was at it again and after some grunting another egg laid on the Sands. In the lower light, it was hard to see what was going on in the mess of dark colors, but Kassia thought she saw the glint of sharp teeth.
The next egg came immediately after and ended up in a spot highlighted by a glow. The outside was light green and looked almost like sparkling water.
“Surely she’s done now,” Kassia whispered only to be proven wrong about ten minutes later when another dark blue, watery looking egg came out.
((One...more...)) Foreth panted as she took care of the last egg, her movements belabored.
“She knows when she’s at the last one?” Mendl asked, then almost slapped herself. Of course she did. “Sorry, stupid question.”
A good fifteen minutes went by. She watched for a moment longer, her brows knitting together. “Isn’t this one taking longer than the others?” she asked.
“She just laid a couple pretty quickly back to back, let’s give her a minute to catch her breath.” Kassia was relieved that Foreth seemed pretty sure they were close to done. She wasn’t surprised that Foreth needed a break.
Another fifteen minutes went by and Foreth was starting to look stressed. She got up and twisted circles, laid down, and then got up over and over again. Kassia could feel the stress ramping up at the back of her mind.
“Mine?” Kassia called tentatively. “You okay?”
“She needs help,” Mendl said with surety. She didn’t like to give orders to--oh, who was she kidding, she loved giving orders to most people. Not the Weyrwoman, though. But something was obviously wrong. It had been almost 30 minutes of straining, and nothing was happening. It could be as simple as Foreth’s muscles being tired. But she couldn’t keep that egg inside her--there was a reason they needed to come out.
“Foreth, I’m coming down,” she said, gathering her things, though most likely she’d be arm-deep inside Foreth. This would be both easier and harder than with a flit.
((NO!)) Foreth protested, the word fast, but tired and missing some of the vigor of usual.
((You might hurt something!)) Foreth’s voice was tinged with fear now. Even awkwardly positioned for the next egg, she started scrambling around to pull her eggs closer under her body, the gold the highest priority.
“You keep your eggs up there. I’ll come with Mendl and we won’t go near any of the other eggs. And as soon as the egg seems to be moving on its own, we’ll leave it. Okay?”
There was a long stand off before Foreth lowered her head. ((Be careful. Don’t hurt my egg.))
Kassia turned to Mendl. “Hurry.”