*A tall girl walks onto the sands.* -- Honshu Sands

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Date Posted: 09:38:50 01/01/02 Tue
Author: Delfina
Subject: *A tall girl walks onto the sands.*

*She is 15 turns, coming from another life that did not... fall into place quite the way she had hoped. The life of a dolphineer was simply not for her, though she had loved the creatures all her life... but once she began training she had clumsily fallen and broken her arm while getting a book to study aqua-lungs from... and because of this, was out of anything involving water... aka being a dolphineer... until it healed. She would miss all the lessons and would have to train with younger kids later on. Impatient as she was, she felt as though her life was calling her to do something with it, NOW!
Thus she was here. Standing upon the warm sands, feeling the lifeforce of the young dragons sliding around her feet. She doesn't mind the heat of the sands, she'd walked on many a warm sunny beach before... She closes her eyes. She would miss it, the water, but... as all her life all she'd ever wished to do was protect her beloved planet, perhaps this was the better choice.
Thinking back upon stories Old Uncles had told to her as a child she recollects the protocal and mannerisms of a Candidate. Thus dusting aside the old white robe she'd made herself whiel traveling here on foot, she throws it over her usual brown tunic and bows to the Weeyrlady and her Queen. Then making her way through the sands she pats the majority of the eggs gently, but stays a decent distance away from the Gold Dragon. Suddenly looking to the sky she watches as A small brown figure swoops downward. Raising one arm towards it the Brown flit lands gently upon her arm, scratching the tanned skin, and gently works his way up to her padded shoulder. Delfina examines the scratch and eyes her flit with a look of amusement. "Those landings still aren't quite there yet are they Egan... Ah well, practice makes perfect as they say."
The raven haired girl pets her flit with her other finger and suddenly smiles broadly as a pair of brothers Impress a Blue and a Brown. She shakes her head, she'd come here, but would she be lucky enough to get what those two had? The ultimate of companions and friends. A fighter but a caring creature.... A dragon...

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