Zamistia was working on doing one of the chores she had been assigned to do for the day. She didn't mind sweeping up in the candidate barracks at all, it gave her something to do as she thought about the touching they had had. The red head had been nervous when it had come to all of those eggs, but it had turned out really well. All of the eggs she had gotten to touch had been nothing but welcoming and supportive. A soft smile came to her lips as she remembered each of the eggs that she had encountered. She would have to make it a point to watch each of them hatch and see who they went to. In her heart, she knew it would be good for both the candidates and the babies to find their match. She was especially hopeful that her friends and sister would get lucky finding their matches when it came time for the babies to break their shells. A part of her also was wanting her own dragon to be within those eggs, maybe even one she had gotten to touch.