Xatil's Dragon Bond, Tarag Houten

Xatil had everything going for him when he showed up to the Color bash. He was after all rather colorful himself. But not to be outdone, a particularly jingling white-furred creature came right up to him.

"You've got the same color hair as I do," he said - his voice was almost elfin, and it produced a grin on Xatil's face.

"Well, yours is darker. And you've got built in markings. I'll have to get tattoos some day..."

They hit it off pretty well, and very soon Xatil was showing Tarag around town. Carramba's campus was hardly daunting to either of them, so they branched out. Even to the extent of, after Tarag had learned enough of shapeshifting to follow on two feet, riding busses at random and finding their way home from far away.

So it was with a little sadness that Xatil graduated that year, but Tarag found himself easily adjusting to bonded life split between campus and Xatil's comfortable apartment. He took classes at Carramba, enjoying every moment learning and using his skills.