<font color=blue>Graythorn?</font> -- Hatching Sands

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Date Posted: 18:28:28 04/27/05 Wed
Author: Rey
Subject: Graythorn?

Rey hesitantly stepped across the tiers of seats, trying to find her fosterson, Graythorn. It had been a Turn since she last touched solid ground, and she was a little shaky. The Apprentice dolphineer fingered her new badge, smiling self-conciously.
-Wait a second! SMILING? Rey? Yes, the reclusive woma was smiling, something that softened her hardened features.

"Ciara, you know that I'll always be findable, right?" her mother had asked before the fourteen Turn-old girl had left her Hold with a little fosterson strapped to her back.
"I know, Mama. I'll send you a message when I get to the Island."
That's my girl. Now, Ciara, take care of that boy for me, okay? And your little sister."
"Why is she coming?"
Rey abruptly shunted her brain away from that train of thought.

She shaded her eyes against the heated sun as she watched the next four hatch in a blurry of activity. A bronze, two browns, and a blue. . . and none of them for Graythorn. She strained her eyes to see him, focusing her mind on the image of that face as she remembered it.
"Rae, can you find him?" she asked her gold fire lizard. She gave the 'lizard a mental picture of his fosterson, and sent her off.

Turning to Mati, she asked the brown, "Can you find Fedreance, rider of green Impith?"
A picture of her mother passed mentally, and the brown launched himself between.

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