"My dragon is sitting back in the clearing." Onmund said though as the shadow came up beside him he looked at the animal. "Or not..." he was shaking as he caught glimpse of the body. "We are going to live now right?" He asked looking st the dragon

"I'm going back to the... To the clearing. Namiss, can you lead me?" She felt a sarcastic reply and allowed her to lead them both out of the forest. The hatchling who killed th girl scampered away. "We're going to be a good pairing..." Namiss head-butted her thigh after they left the clearing. "What?" She did it again, with more force. "Oh. Thanks." She stood next to a much older girl who had already arrived with her hatchling. The two 'teachers' were astride their massive dragons on the podium. The stern lady, Vrida, seemed impassive to her indigo beast, who had pale green markings in the outer edge of its eyes, and dots from the corner to its jawbone. Richard was all smiles, scratching his blue dragon behind the ear. His wings were teal and pale yellow dots ran along the sides of the dragon. The sun felt hot and oppressive, and the tension was a thick blanket on the air.

Onmund and his silent dragon followed the others. "Your dragons all talk? Mine hasn't yet..."