Man, I Feel Like a Woman! {Kay's Clutching}

[Zirin]

With a tired sigh, J’dol leaned back, the mid-afternoon sun trickling into the weyr. He had been feeling weird lately, though what was so off he couldn’t quite say. He assumed it was just because Kayath had been running him ragged with all her whining and demanding. He lifted his head and glanced out over the hatching sands.

“She’s doing it again…” He mentioned quietly, glancing back at Ara before returning his gaze to the topaz dragon who was once again circling the sands, digging holes here and there and stomping them full again. It was strange, but as she’d been doing it for days, J’dol barely paid it any mind. Although… she seemed a little more desperate with the movements today…

With a worried stretch, J’dol moved towards the sands, figuring he should go calm down the egg-heavy female. At least, that had been the plan before a wave of pain shot through his stomach. Clutching his side, he dropped into the hot sands with a yell of shock at the same time as Kayath reared and bellowed for all the Weyr to hear. I need a wherry! FOR THE LOVE OF FARANTH SOMEONE BRING ME A WHERRY! Her eyes whirled in confusion at first as she went back to shoving sand aside, unsure as to whether she was hungry... or if it was something else. Another bout of pain shot through J’dol and he curled on the sands.

“Ara? ARA?! What’s wrong with her? Why does she hurt?” his voice held a strong note of panic; there was pain, and weird emotions and dammit he felt the sudden urge to eat ice cream and hug something! Kayath bugled again, though this time it almost seemed a call for attention as she waddled to stand over the small hole. Before long, and after a rather unladylike grunt, Kayath moved to reveal a large, but oddly thin, orange coloured egg. A few moments of shuffling and she began working on a second hole, her body responding to her natural instincts more than anything now.

The eggs had arrived.

[Wish]

It was nice, and warm, and most of all comfortable. Ara's eyes closed slowly as she snuggled against the Topazrider, a content sigh escaping her lips just before he talked. "Can't you ignore her..." The lazy words were drawled out and she could care less about what was going on around her. Of course, that was before she was suddenly left by herself. Sighing she looked up at him, her head tilting and eyes narrowing slightly in confusion. "A...are you alright J'dol?" She untangled herself to get up, following him down the stairs and onto the sands.

She froze however sooner than he did, noticing the Topaz's movements. Oh shards...oh shards! She had seen this before, she had seen it with Inali's Loraketh while the Gold was still alive. Before she could open her mouth to warn him though the young man was falling onto the hot sands, calling her name. Her feet rushed her there, falling beside him and holding him gently. "It's alright..shhh, shhhh." A hand moved to push back hair some of his hair and the other curved around his arm trying to get him to move. "Come with me, let's sit down on the stands okay? She's clutching J'dol."

Avirith, tell Iirla, no doubt she already knows already. The green who had flown out to the ledge called for the Gold and Weyrwoman, her voice excited. Eggs! Kayath is clutching, eggs! Her happy trumpet echoed in the cavern as she looked down on her friend, eying the first of the eggs. Oh, you're doing beautifully Kayath! They're wonderful!

[Zirin]

It was alright? ALRIGHT? What part of this was alright? Never before had he felt so much pain! He felt like his insides were trying to force their way out of him! Kayath was dying! There was no other explanation. He gasped as yet another shock ran through his body, but this time Ara was trying to move him, saying something about clutching or.. Oh! She was clutching! A wave of relief ran through him, though it was brief as the pain returned yet again.

“I-is this what women go through? Shards!” He stumbled beside her, using Ara as support since his legs didn’t seem to want to support him fully. He was breathing erratically by the time they made it to the stands – partially from trying to subdue the pain and partially because he was just so worried about her. Nothing in their lessons had ever prepared him for this! He supposed, briefly, that he could just shut her out but.. what if something really went wrong.

I’m fine idiot. Just ugh… fine Her body convulsed as a second egg dropped to join the first; this time the silvery shell reflected light off the small egg and into the eyes of watchers. Even J’dol found himself glancing away as it rolled into its hole. Anyone who did look away would be shocked to see another egg, this time swirled in blacks and greys, drop immediately afterwards. Anyone except J’dol of course, who yelped at the feeling again, burrowing his face into Ara’s shoulder in the hopes it would muffle the sounds. How the goldriders did this all the time he didn’t know.

Of course they’re wonderful! It’s me laying them. How could they NOT be wonderful!? The topaz growled up at Avirith, though she was thankful for the compliment. She didn't have much time to dwell on the green though, for soon her body was convulsing as she prepared to lay another egg in her newest hovel. The eggs were coming quicker now, and she found she didn't quite have the time to dig holes for each one... so it was that two eggs dropped side by side into the sands. The first, a small brown egg dashed with dark lines, the second a decent sized, firey red.

She sighed, a moment of peace coursing through her mind. She was feelign so empty... oh! But there was one more, wasn't there? A sixth egg, and this time quite large, if the yelp of pain from J'dol was any indication. She hurried along and dug her hole, positioning herself over it and sighing in relief as her final egg dropped to the sands. Oh it's so pretty! She chirped happily as she looked at the egg, gazing curiously at the soft pink and black shell of the largest egg.

She paid no mind to Hers, or the few spectators that had arrived. Instead, her instincts had taken over and she set about moving the eggs to where she wanted; all gathered in a pile for her to watch over. She hissed, suddenly wanting everyone as far from her clutch as possible. J'dol breathed a sigh of relief.

[Zirin]

Thanks to Wish for some awesome clutch art!