The months are passing in a hurry since Seryth and Solarith's eggs hatched upon the Sands of Xanadu Weyr, and the newest pairs were escorted to the Barracks. As of yet, there have been no issues with the weyrlings, despite the inclusion of the young Tione (T'ne) from the mountain cothold in the group. With no issues, lessons have been progressing as normal, and the largest of the clutches have begun to hunt on their own.
Of course, this means a variety of weyrlings complaining about the ritual, complaining about the mess. There is also the inevitable weyrling who feels the need to bring his kill to the Clearing, putting on quite a show for all involved. The young dragons have also taken to extended solo flights, their awkward motions a good source of amusement.