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Orean kept glancing at the girl who was observing her the whole time she was at Chindor castle. It would have been flattering but she knew she was only dong it because she was a 'criminal'. Not because of her cute hair style or her fashion. Not that her clothing was anything but 'cast me down'.
They all watched as the draklings' mother came out, and allowed her precious children to find their knights. A fire, then a night, and another fire came toward their choices. An earth drak made everyone mutter - her knight was from a place thought long dead? Two more night draks made their choices, leaving the one day female shine by contrast.
She came to Orean, "I liked you from the start!" The drak said happily as she nuzzled her bond. Orean giggled softly at the touch of the draks nose. Einaki called one last time the name of the drakling: "Mirroski"
That ended the short ceremony, but started a much longer life together with the knights and their draks!
Orean giggled every time Mirroski sniffed at her neck, so of course, Mirroski continued to do it. Later in the evening when the draks were largely asleep and their new knights almost as tired, the High Knight who'd been looking after Orean came to sit next to her at their long desk.
"I'll be heading up your training," Scareh said. "I realize it must be rough, with everyone worried you'll turn on them or something ridiculous like that. I can see you're not going to do anything."
"I'd like to sleep," Orean laughed. "We start tomorrow then?"
"Yes, we do, look for my rain, Rhaynna. We'll be by the others, you all get the same training to start. It'll be a long day."
"I've had worse, trust me," Orean said. Finally she curled up beside Mirroski and slept better than she ever had.
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Orean Sethoic, female, mob member, 15 years old. In her spare time, she likes to mountain climb. She is good-tempered, silly, and caring. Going to Chindor.