Mentorn heard the commotion outside of his apartment. He didn't need to ask
what was going on - the passers-by couldn't stop babbling about the
hatching. He quickly got on the move, making his way towards the cave.

He felt nervous, the same way he felt before leaping a chasm or abseiling
down an unknown precipice. For him, LandBound, this was an entirely new
experience.

Despite his fear, he strode in to the cavern and moved himself through the
crowd to the front and then walked towards the egg that had spoken to him.
It seemed not to move even though the others were rocking. As he got nearer,
however, the egg began to rock forcefully. He noticed that this egg was
rather larger than the others around it. He guessed that meant the dragon
inside would be larger too.

He focused on the egg as cracks began to appear. A couple of people seemed
to be remarking that the late starter seemed very determined to get out of
the egg! Mentorn watched transfixed as the dragon's head began to appear. It
was a bronze head. Even covered in his birth fluids, the young dragon
appeared to shine. Their minds were connected, but the dragon had little on
his mind except smashing the egg and freeing himself.

Soon, before any of the others, the gleaming dragon was staggering on the
ground, dripping wet, towards Mentorn.

<M'Torn,> the mindvoice said, <you are mine>.

<Yes, my little one, and you are mine. What is your name?>

<You already know!> said the dragon, annoyed.

<Yes, I do. You are Brazen!! It suits you.>

<Yes it does. Now, attend me M'Torn!! I am hungry and need meat>

M'Torn was unsure what to do at this point, but luckily some of the Warren's
riders were on hand to help, taking the man and his pushy dragon off to
where meat was already waiting.

M'Torn watched as the new-born piled through so much meat that he was
worried the others wouldn't have any when they got there!! Even the helpers
seemed surprised at the young dragon's appetite.

<You really are hungry, aren't you?>

<You try being stuck in a egg and bashing your way out. See how hungry *you*
are!!>

M'Torn sighed, partly with contentment, partly with the knowledge that this
beast was about to start making his life complicated.

Other dragons and their riders began to enter the chamber. Eventually,
Brazen looked as if he could barely stand from the weight of his meal.
M'Torn took him towards the hatching barracks where he had been told his
training would begin.

As he passed over the open places of the Warren, he saw many people admiring
the fine bronze dragon which ambled awkwardly beside him.

<Why should they not admire me? I am a handsome dragon>

<Yes, you are. You are also arrogant, conceited and opinionated!>

<Humph! Then we make a good pair, you and I>

<Yes,> M'Torn laughed aloud, <we do>

NRPG:

Just a short one to get M'Torn into the Warren proper. He and his dragon
both love themselves and are big, strong, handsome and charming. They are
also thoroughly untrustworthy, although I think Brazen would never go too
far without M'Torn to make him.

Respectfully submitted,

Peter Shillan
aka

M'Torn and Brazen, Cleft Warren.

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