Trine had been at the Braethas Raug for quite some time now but she never stopped enjoying it. She was now free to enjoy a life where she would no longer have to battle Deymons and protect Earth, for she had all ready done that. She was flying above the Raug when she heard the call, they were summoning all the candidates for the hatching. She quickly flapped her wings and shot toward the sands. She landed to see that the stands were all most full, she became nervous as the candidates piled in.
Many eggs had hatched before a many colored lavander burst from her shell. The lavender dragonling had wandered in the opposite direction of other dragonlings, and had sat down, gazing thoughtfully at one of the candidates, evidently more than a little intrigued.
"How does that work then? she asked simply. I mean, you're a bit on the small side to have so many wings aren't you?" Evidently, her questions were aimed at Trine. "But... this is your second chance at life, and you needed a partner. That would be me, Reolantasinolth." Trine was speachless for a second before she nodded her head and the two walked off the sands.
"Well my wings work by flapping them, just like your's will when you get older" replied Trine as she patted Reolantasinolth's head. |
