The Crystal Clearing

Using her magic, Fae opens a gateway to yet another part of the Forest. Fae leds you through the gateway. The area that you are now in is filled with bright sunlight. The air is comfortably warm, and has a fresh sent, like flowers. If spring had a smell, this was it.
"We recived a dragon from a new clutch, while the rest were sent out to good homes. The Keeper here is a fairy named Sylvia. She will meet you in the clearing at the end of the path." Fae gives you a small smile, and then turns back to the gateway, closing it behind her. You start down the path, wondering what you will find in this home. The forest is calm and quiet, with not many animals about.
As you walk, you notice a strange tree. Frouning, you move towards it. The tree is very odd. The bark has many colors blended into it: blue, purple, and white, but no brown or green. The leaves were mostly white, and had a strange crystaline look to them. The leaves shimmer softly in the light. You move on, only to discover another tree, just like the first. The farther you get into the forest, the more of the crystaline trees appear. Soon, you find yourself surrounded by the crystaline trees. The normal green are no where to be seen.
Eventually, you reach a large circle in the forest where the trees had been cut away, leaving a large, open quiet area. You are suprised to find that the clearing is taken up mostly by a huge pond in the center. Off to the side of the pond is a small group of toys, and a little ways away from that is a large nest made out of the strange leaves and branches of the trees.
As you approach the pond, you notice a few strange things. In the center of the pond is a ring of crystals. Leading up to the ring are large, flat white crystals, placed like stepping stones. You step onto the first stone, and then jump back off of it when it begin to glow. Puzzled, you step back on the stone, and it beings to glow again. You step to the next crystal stone with the same results. Each time you step away from one of the stones, the glow fades, but then reappears when you step back on to the next.
When you are halfway across, you look down at the water, and you being to grin. The water is so clean and pure that you can see straight to the bottom. The sand at the bottom glistens in the light, like crushed crystals. From where you are standing, it looks to be pretty deep. When you reach the last stone before the ring, you notice that the water is much shallower around the ring, only about knee deep. The sand the crytals are resting upon glistens in the sun, and is a soft white, just like the stuff at the bottom.
You step onto the sand and the water rushed up to just below your knees. You smile, finding the water plesently warm. You step into the ring of crystals, and they all begin to glow as one. White light surrounds you, blinding your from everything, then it fades...

When the light fades, you see a fairy, hovering just above the ground. Next to her you see a human girl. The human was tapping her foot impatiently.
"When are they coming!? Arg! Impatent!!" The girl shouted, throwing her hands into the air.
"Don't woryr, I'm sure that everyone will be here soon," The fair said calmly.
"Well, Sylvia, at least we're ready to go!" The girl made a fist and smacked it into the palm of her other hand. Sylvia's mind ran through her list of names and faces. She hadn't gotten a chance to learn everyone's name, but she was trying. Suddenly, without warning, a huge section of the air began to shimmer, and then seemed to fall away as if melting. Sylvia yelped involentarly, still not use to Fae, the elf Keeper's magic. After her shock, Sylvia became very excited. She had seen Fae's magic an number of times, but she always became excited in the prospect of strong magic.
Sylvia had a little magic herself, but it was used for small things, like pulling moisture out of the air or ground, and creating water with it. She could also make rocks and other things out of sand.
Sylvia could only do it on a very small scale, but Deborah and Fae would come to the clearing and they would work on increasing her control over large amounts of power. Soon, she was able to handle Fae's, Deboarh's, and her own magic all at once. When the gateway's edges became solid, Fae steped though.
"Deborah! Sylvia! Great, your already here. Well, we had better get out of the way," Fae said, and the three of them hurried ten paces back. A large green dragon came though the gateway, followed by a white, and a blue.
"Sylvia, this is Skysong, a green air," Deborah said, indicating to the green. The dragon grinned mischivously. "This is Moonwind," the girl pointed to the white, "A white air," He gave her a poilet nod, "And Raiden, a cerulain blue air," Raiden waved at her, a kindly grin across his face.

"Great! Now that we are all here, lets get started!" Skysong said with a growl.
"It would be best to start now, because we don't know how long it will take," Fae said,a nd the six of them moved to the center of the clearing. "Ok," the elf said, "Heres how its going to work. Sylvia is going to create water and hollow out the ground for a small pond. All we are going to do is feed Sylvia our powers."
"Is there a chance of anything going wrong?" Sylvia asked.
"Theres always that possibility!" Skysong said, grinning wickedly.
"What about the dragon? Will all of this magic harm it?" Sylvia asked, worry creasing her face.
"Don't worry, it shouldn't. What will probley happen is that the dragon will be one that enjoys, or requires a lot of magic. Its really not anything to worry about." Deborah said, patting the fairy on the arm.
"Then lets get started!" Raiden said. The six placed themselves in a circle in the center of the clearing. Sylvia felt Fae begin to link them. She started with herself, then Deborah, and moved through the dragons. Sylvia, because she was the one controling the magic, she would be the last to be linked. The fairy felt a snap, and then, she could sense all of them in the circle. As one, they began to draw their magic, and send it to her through the link. The power blazed though her. She had never expected this much magic! The weaves looked different for each being.
The crysatline blue was Fae's, the smallest weave of uncolored power was Deborah's. Skysong a dark green wave, and Raiden's a deep blue. Moonwind's weave was pure white, and was the largest. She could bairly handle the pure amount of power flowing through her. No! I have to concentrate o nour task. The others are depending on me... She slowly began to decompose the ground around them. She made it shallow and small. Sylvia tied off the weave, keeping it on it's task.
She then turned to condesing water to fill the pond. It had rained a few days ago, making it easy to pull water together. The two task took so little of her power, that the unused part screemed though her, pulling to be releasted. Suddenly, though her concentration, she heard a low cackle. All six turned their heads twords the sound.
In one of the trees sat a dark shape. It was hunched over, and had a disgusting look to it, as if it had never taken a bath in its life. It's crooked limbs made it look like an overgrown spider. The thing cackled again, and then hissed,
"Buil....ding for a dragonssss, yesss?" It's speach broken and chopy. The thing leaned off the tree. Even at a good distce away, the thing still frighted Sylvia. "Notssss... soo smarrrrts, not so, with meeee arounddd... Meybe meeees take away pretty eggies, yess?" With an ear splitting scream, the thing threw itself at Sylvia. Without thnking, she threw a good portion of the magic at the creature, intending to incenerate it midair. But all that happened dwas her grip on the magic loosened, and her weaves went wild, and the power exploded. Sand flew in all directions, torn up by the wave of incenerating power. The power in the air crystalized the sand, and plastered the surrounding trees. With a finaal explosen, the small group was thrown backwards.

Sylvia opened her eyes, blinking away pain. She sat up, and crystalized sand feel away from her. She realized that she was sitting against a ring of crystals that stuck up above the water. Water? the fairy though. She looked around and found the others of the group still unconsious.
Deborah and Fae were resting against the crystal ring, and the three dragons were on the edge of the pond in the shallows. Sylvia also saw the the clearing had been transformed dramaticly. The 'little pond' she had been making was huge, and took up nearly all of the clearing. The pond was no longer shallow, but very deep in the center, and rose to become shallows near the edges.
She looked down and realized that she was sitting on soft sand that was about knee deep below the surface. She was amazed to find that the sand was a soft white and glistened in the bright sun, like ground up crystals. Sylvia reached down and picked up a handful of the sand, rolling it in her fingers. She let the sand drop back into the water after feeling their soft texture.
The fairy then noticed large flat crystals, placed like stepping stones leading out of the center of the pond. As her eyes followed the stones, her gaze rose to the trees. Her jaw dropped. The trees were amazing. Their bark was full of colors, and the leaves were crystal white.
Sylvia rose and went to wake the others. She shook Fae and Deborah awake, and flew over the pond to wake the dragons. When they were all awoken, the elf and human worked their way over to the edge of the pond.
"Is everyone ok?" Deborah asked, ringing out the end of her shirt.
"Well, except for a few cuts and bruses, I think that we are all pretty ok," Raiden said, streaching his wings.
"Here..." Fae held out her hands, palms up. Dozens of bright white orbs formed in both palms. The floated away from her hands and a few touched each of them, healing their small wounds. Deborah looked around and grinned.
"Wow! That power sure did change this place, but I'm glad that no one was harmed... by the way. What in the name of all that is good and pure was that thing?" Everyone looked around, but the creature was gone.
"Maybe it was torn apart by the blast of power." Fae offered. The others agreed that it was a good possiblity.
"I think this turned out well, even if it wasn't what we had expected," Deborah said, running her fingers through her wet hair. "It needs some work, but I think that this place will be a good home, once we add a few things, of course." Deborah and Sylvia spent the next few days fixing the place, which Deorah had taken to calling the Crystal Clearing. They gathered toys and things for the dragon they hoped to live here. Soon, they had a small pile of toys sitting near the water's edge. Soon, everything seemed just right...

A week or so later, Sylvia and Deborah were sitting at the edge of the pond, disscussing the hope of getting a dragon. Sylvia asked how they could not, they had done all that was required. Deborah shrugged.
"Well, there are many dragons living here already. We may be turned down in favior of someone who does not have a dragon yet." Deborah said. She sounded as if she had known this all along, and had come to tearms with it. Sylvia's eyes widened in suprise. That thought had never occured to her. "Don't worry! If we are not accepted for a dragon from this clutch, then will try in the next." Deborah gave the fairy's sholders a friendly squeeze.
A loud nocking on a nearby tree caused both girls to look up. Standing at the edge of the Crystal Clearing was a young man with a huge canvas bag over his sholder. He waves a greeting.
"Hello! Nice to meet you both! I am the Dragon Carrier for Lady Eternal Rose." Deborah rose to her feet, her eyes wide with suprise.
"Who.." Sylvia began, but Deborah raised a hand to stop her. The man cam forward, bringing the pouch over his sholder, lifting the covering off of the top. He reached inside, pulling soft padding away from something inside. With both hands he lifted out a large silver egg. He smiled a the look on the two girl's faces.
"Yep! You got an egg. Lady Eternal picked this one out just for you!" Deborah dashed forward to take the egg from the waiting hands of the bearer. She cardled the egg to her chest. Sylvia could do nothing but stare at the egg. Deborah took a step twords the man, a smile on her face.
"Thank you, so much. Please, thank Lady Eternal for me as well," Deborah said, and the man nodded.
"Of course. I am sure that she will be glad to here that you are please with her choice of an egg for you."
"I have never seen an egg such as this one, in all my experences with dragons. It is beautiful." Deborah ran a hand over the smooth surface of the silver egg. The man nodded to the girl, and then to the fairy, leaving just as suddenl as he had come. Sylvia got her first good look at the egg when Deborah turned around.
The egg's silver surface was streaked with crystaline white. The egg glimmered in the light. It was beautiful.
Deborah carried the egg over to the pond, and carfully crossed the crystal stepping stones to the center of the pond where the ring of crystals were. She gently set the egg down in the middle of the ring. The egg sunk into the water untill it touched the srystalized sand.
"We shall keep it here untill it hatches, then we can move the hatchling to the nest on the shore," Deborah said, running her hand over the egg again. Sylvia flew across the water to where Deborah stood, so that she could touch the egg as well. A high pitched cackle brought their heads up in unison. There, on a branch, was the twisted black creature.
"Prettiessss..." It hissed.
"NO! How can you still live after that blast?" Sylvia shouted in fear and anger. The thing cacked louder, as if in glee.
"It prettierrr then meeesss though. Shiny, like treasurrre..." It hissed, it's face turned from awe to an evil, twisted grin. Before it could jump off of the branch, Sylvia threw out her hand, a thread of power shooting across the clearing at to where Deborah's bow sat. Sylvia used her magic to carrier the bow and arrows to the girl in front of her. Deborah grabbed them when they came close enough, then jumped in front of the egg, arms spread wide, to protect the egg.
With a scream, the thing threw itself at the egg and at Deborah, who was still protecting her new bondmate. Sylvia gathered her magic and threw every ounce of it that she could muster at the thing. With a sweep of it's arm, the magic was swepted aside as if nothing more than a feather. "Foooollssss!" It hissed, now back on the tree branch it had started from. "Nottt stoppp meeesss with that!" Deborah barred her teeth, drawing an arrow out of it's quiver and nocking it on her bow. In the blink of an eye, she had loosed the arrow, and had draw a second. The thing sreamed in fear, and began to retreat as more arrows screamed twords it.
"May have onessss thisss battlesss, but meeeesss be back!" It turned and fled into the woods. Sylvia sniffled, tears filling her eyes, now that the threat was gone.
"Why does it want the egg?" Sylvia asked, her voice trembling a little with fear.
"The egg is safe," Deborah said, "That is all that matters.."

Name: Kyrissaean
Gender: Female
Color: Crystal
Type: Water
Breath Weapon: Crystalline Storm
Age: Adult
Mate: Khajag
Parents: Tenkaosu and Kalaya
Adoption Date: 2/18/02
Birth Date: 2/25/02

The follow week was peacful, without much incident. But as in the matter of perfect days, there was always something to stay busy with. Bordom had no hold that week. Deborah and Sylvia sat on the edge of the pond, gazing out at the sparkling egg that rested in the center of the pond.
"You know," Deborah said, breaking the peacful quiet. "I think that thing that keeps attacking us can only be harmed by physical attacks, not magic ones. That would explain how it survived your blast of power, and why it ran away when I got my bow and arrows." Sylvia agreed. The minuets passed away as the two rested in the warm sun. Sylvia was half asleep when Deborah sat up. The fairy opened her eyes sleeply to what was the matter.
Deborah was staring out at the egg, her eyes wide with excitement.
"Wha..." Sylvia began, but Deborah raised a hand to stay her. Then, Sylvia heard a soft tapping noise, followed by a scraping one. Deborah squeeled and jumped to her feet. "What is it?" The fairy asked, using her wings to hover a few inches off the ground.
"The egg! It's hatching!!" Deborah shouted. The girl ran as fast as she could to where the stepping crystal stones lead out to the center of the pond, and to the egg. Deborah took the stones two at a time to where the egg lay. Without hardly a pause, she scooped up the egg in her arms and was carying it back. Sylvia flew out and helped the girl carry the egg across the pond. As soon as the reached the shore, Deborah let Sylvia hold the egg for a few moments while she ran and got a blanket they had been keeping just for this occasion.
The tapping sounds were getting more and more persistant, and fine, hair thin cracks had begun to appear. After a few minuets, the cracks became deeper, and began to strech the length of the egg. Then, with a loud crack, a little paw broke though the shell. It retreated, then began to scrap at the shell, breaking pieces off with it's sharp little claws. In a sudden burst of stregth, the egg split down the center and fell away to revel a little hatchling.
Deborah scooped the egg shell away so that the baby wouldn't harm itself on the sharp corners, and then began to rub the baby dragon dry. The little thing looked up at Deborah, regonzing her as it's bondmate.
"Light..." Deborah breathed, wrapping the hatchling in the warm blanket. "You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen." The little hatchling had beautiful crystaline white eyes. It's body shimmered in the light with an aray of colors. White, pink, and blue all danced across it's tiny body. It's underbelly was a dark violet with specks of white and blue in it. Tiny wings beat gently every now and again. Sylvia could only stare at the beautiful thing.
"Is it a boy, or a girl," Sylvia asked, finally finding her voice. Deborah didn't take her eyes off of the hatchling when she replyed.
"A girl," she sighed. "A strong and helthy girl. She is a crystal. Isn't that amazing! They are so rare, I have only seen a few of their kind. I can't believe we got one!" The little creature blinked up at them with it's white eyes. "I think I will call you Kyrissaean." The little girl looked up at her bondmate and cocked her head to one side, as if testing the name, then she let out a little chir, as if she had decided she liked the name. Deborah laughed. "A smart one too! Alright then, Kyrissaean it is! Now, lets get you some food." In their joy, neither of them noticed the dark, twisted figure watching from afar...

Deborah, Sylvia, and Kyrissaean were sitting on the shore of the pond, about a week after the dragon's hatching. Kyrissaean had just gone through her growing stage, and changed from hatchling into dragonet. The still young dragon was curled up at Deborah's feet, with her head in her bondmate's lap, sleeping off the effects of the growing.
"Deborah," Sylvia asked, trying not to wake the sleeping dragon. "We know Kyrissaean's color, but what about her type? When will she grow into her type?"
"In about a week. The element that has influenced her most will be her type. For example, if we lived near fire, then she would have been a fire type." The fairy nodded, understanding now. Their short converstation stirred the dragon. Her eyes twitched before opening. The crystal dragon let out a huge yawn as she sat up.
"Mmmm...." Kyrissaean mummbled, stifling another yawn.
"Good to see you awake, love. How was your nap?" Deborah asked, stroking a claw-tipped paw, still sitting.
"Good. I feel much better now." Deborah nodded.
"Thats good. Growing does take a lot of energy out of you. Now that you are awake, why don't you go and play." Kyrissaean's crystaline white eyes sparkled with joy and energy. With a little, not-yet-developed roar, the big dragonet boud away from her bondmate, and headed straight to the pond. The girl and the fairy watched their little charge play in the crystal clear waters.
"I think I know." Deborah said, gazing out at her bondmate. Sylvia was about to ask what she knew, when Kyrissaean's splash covered both girls with water. Deborah jumped up gasping in indignity, and look to the dragon, who was peeking out of the water, everything semergered but her eyes, which were gleeming mischivously. "Oh! Thats how you want it, huh?" Deborah shouted, and ran to jump into the water with the dragon. Sylvia shook her head in dismay, and settled back to dry, and to watch the two play.

A few days later, Kyrissaean came back from one of her explorations into the crystal forest around her pond. She could go as far as she wanted, untill the trees became green, then she had to turn back. The crystal dragonet wandered back to where Deborah sat with her back against one of the trees, deeply ingrossed in one of her numerous books.
Kyrissaean sat down next to her bondmate, waiting patently for Deborah to finish her paragraph. After a few moments, Deborah looked up, blinking, as if coming out of a trance.
"Oh! Sorry Kyriss." the dragon's bondmate said when she say the dragon. The dragon broke into a grin.
"It's ok. I know you like to finish your section." The dragon said with a wink. Deborah laughed.
"How well you know me! So how was your walk?"
"Umm... well, ok, but as soon as I walked away from you and Sylvia, I got this feeling that I was being watched. I tried to ignore it, but it wouldn't go away. When I got to the edge of the crystal trees and turned around, I saw something for a second in one of the trees, but it dissapeared. I thought it was weird, so I though that I would tell you." Deborah's eyes had grown wide with each of Kyrissaean's words. The dragonet sensed her bondmate's fear and anger, and became worried.
"I'm glad you told me. I won't... can't lie to you. There is some sort of twisted creature living here, since before even your adoption. It tried to take you away when your egg was first brought here. We havn't seen it since then, but I didn't think it had left for good." Kyrissaean nodded, understanding now.
"Well, now that I am bigger, it can't hurt me!" Kyrissaean said, hugging her bondmate.
"I knew you would understand, Kyriss!" Deborah said, huggin back. "If you see the thing again, I want you to come right back to the clearing, ok?" Kyrissaean nodded sullenly. Deborah stroked the little dragon. "I know that this will cut back on your exploring, but I just don't want to see your hurt, or worse."
"I understand. You are just thinking about my safty." Deborah smiled at her bondmate with tears in her eyes, then threw arms around the dragon.
"I love you Kyrissaean....."

A little less than a week passes, and you see the now familar faces of the dragon's bondmate and the dragon's Keeper. The two are sitting at the edge of the dragon's pond, watching their charge swim lazly about in the crystal clear water. Sylvia leaned over to Deborah, and whispered in her ear.
"Now that I am starting to understand Kyriss's rythem of change, itsn't it almost time for her to change again." Deborah nodded, not taken her eyes off of her bondmate.
"Yes. Actually, tomorow, she should grow, but then again, you can never really tell when a dragon will decide to change." They sat in silence, untill Kyrissaean swam lazly up to them, her bright white eyes glimmering in the light.
"So, who wants to play?" The dragonet asked, her tail waving slowly in the water. Sylvia threw up her hands in mock annoyance.
"Not me! You play way too wet for me!" Kyrissaean started to laugh, but stoped, leaving her mouth open.
"Kyriss... Kyriss! What is it?" Deborah asked, leaning out over the water to where the dragonet sat. Sylvia hovered nearby, ready to call Fae at the first sign of trouble. Kyrissaean's tail, legs and neck began to streach and expand. Deborah gasped and jumped away. The dragon was growing. A white light surrounded the dragon as she grew. In a matter of seconds, it was over, but to Deborah and Sylvia, it had seemed a lifetime.
Kyrissaean sat, unmoving, in her water. Deborah ran her eyes over her bondmate. Her neck was much longer, as was her tail. Her feet had webs between the toes. Her wings were not that much bigger than when she had been a dragonet. Kyrissaean blinked, and looked up.
"I grew!" the dragon said. Deborah nodded.
"Yes, and into a water. A water Kyriss! Isn't that wonderful?" Deborah jumped into the water and threw her arms around the dragon's long neck. "Congratulations Kyrissaean!" Deborah giggled. "A water, how perfect...."

A little more than a week passed, and Kyrissaean had grown again. Her body length had increased greatly, and she was the perfect image of a water dragon. Her scales turned a purplish-pink color, shaded with bright white. Her wings had grown little, and were dark blue on the outsides, and faded into brighter blue in the center, the same went for her underbelly scales. Her tail was now about as long as her body, and was tipped with the same bright white skin and scales that webbed her feet. She was, in short, beautiful.
Deborah and Syliva had spend most of the day fawning over the new grown adult dragon, who was slightly weak from the strains of growing. Deborah had spent most of her time throwing her arms around the dragon's neck and hugging. Sylvia flittle around the lake, so pleased that she was full of energy. The clearing resonated with love and pure joy. Laughter rang out, filling the clearing with a echo of happness.
Off in the distance, crouched in one of the trees, sat a dark and twisted form. Slowly it rose up, and began to make it's way through the trees, away from the clearing, never to return. Kyrissaean looked up from her play and thought she saw a shadow pass through the trees, on it's way out of the forest....

An inmesaurable amount of time drifts past you...

"Kyriss! Kyrissaean!" Deborah steped through the gateway into Kyrissaean's home. When a quick glance of the clearing showed the dragon not in sight, she called out. The water of the pond rippled as an adult head poked up.
"Hello Deborah." Kyrissaean gracfully left the warm waters of the pond to come and stand by her bondamte. "You are all flustered. Whats going on?"
"Take a look at this!" The girl thrust out a paper for Kyrissaean to see. By now, Syliva had hovered over, and carfully peaked over the dragon's sholder. The paper read:

Breath Weapon training now available! Come and sign up with the Elders today!

"What is it? What does that mean?" Syliva asked.
"It means," Deborah replyed. "That the Elder dragons are now going to train dragons for breath weapons. Kyriss can chose her breath weapon at last!" Kyrissaean let out a cheer. "And look, my friend, I brought you the list of breath weapons available for your type and color." Kyrissaean took the second piece of paper, and read through the choices.
"I would like Crystalline Storm." Deborah grins.
"Thats great! I am going to go and sign you up right now with one of the Elders." Deborah opened a very small gateway with her scant power, and squeezed though. Kyrissaean sat down, Slyvia sitting next to her, to wait...

A few hours went by, and another gateway opened. Deborah steped through, and waved goodbye to Fae. Kyrissaean hurried up to her bondmate, eagerly awaiting her news.
"Congratulations Kyriss. You are offically a neutral wizard trainee!"

Kyrissaean and Deborah were sitting together by the lake. Sylvia had gone out for the day, which gave the two bondmates some quality time alone. Deborah lay leaning against her dragon bondmate's side, gazing out at the beautiful waters. Both were very quiet, Deborah, becuase she was falling asleep, and Kyrissaean becuase she was deep in thought. Deborah shifted slightly, and it disrupted the dragon's train of though. She looked down at the girl, and then genly nudged her awake.
"Deborah? Deborah can I talk to you?"
"Mmmm... sure love, of course you can. What is it?" Kyriss looked away, a little imbarrest.
"Well, you see... its been quite a while since I have come into age... and well..." Deborah sat up, a small smile ghosting across her features.
"Go on."
"Well, I get... lonly. Its not that you don't come to visit enough, or that Slyvia is not good company. But lonly in a differant way."
"I know what you mean. Most dragons when they reach your age feel the same thing." Kyrissaean sat up a little straighter.
"You...you understand?" She said, a little shocked.
"Of course Kyriss! You forget that I have raised other dragons, and have an adoption agency of my own." Kyrissaean's cheeks turn a light shade of pink in imbaresment.
"I'm sorry! I always forget you already know so much..." The dragon trailed off, looking wistfully back across the lake.
"So how would you like to go about this? Most human girls wait for the males to ask them." Kyrissaean grinned evily.
"So thats why you don't have a boyfriend!" Deborah gasped in indinity.
"You are wicked, you know that?" Deborah said with a laugh.
"I learned from the best!" They giggled for a few more moments before Kyrissaean continued. "No... I don't think I want to wait for someone to ask me. I have never been very paicent. Besides, what if someone askes me, and I don't like them. It would be so hard to hurt them. No, I think I will look for my match, not wait for him to come to me." Deborah's ghost of a smile grew into a grin.
"Then, we must begin our quest!"

After several days of looking, and visiting male dragon's homes without success, Deborah and Kyrissaean were going through records and pictures of the single male dragons.
"Man, you sure are picky! You wouldn't even go to visit the last one!" Deborah said in exasperation.
"I know I wouldn't have liked him! Do you truly want me to mate to someone who I don't really love?" Deborah's angered expression instantly softened into sadness.
"Oh no Kyriss! No! I would never want that of you! I'm so sorry! I'm just worried that you will find no one that you like."
"Your forgiven. Don't worry, I know I will find someone." They looked together at the records in silence for a few moments. At almost the same moment, their eyes travled down to the same name: Khajag. Deborah glanced up at Kyrissaean, and then flipped back into the records to see a picture of the dragon. Deborah eyes widened in suprise. A white water dragon. And not bad looking either. There was a page or so of information about him, his personality, and his bondmate.
"Can you contact his owner for me?" Her voice was compleatly free of imbaresment. Deborah knew that this dragon was the one.

A few days passed, and Deborah and Kyrissaean were playing near the edge of the lake when a gateway opened, and Fae hurried inside.
"Deborah! Hey! You got a letter." Deborah hurried over to where Fae stood, took the letter, and thanked her. Fae smiled and hurried back through the gateway, closing it behind her. Deborah opened it quickly, and read the letter. One hand creapt up twords her mouth, but stopped half way there.
"Kyriss..." Kyrissean hurried to her bondmate's side. "Kyrissaean... Khajag accepts, and he would like to meet you, as soon as possible." Kyrissaean laughted, tears of joy twinkling in her white eyes.

A few days later, Khajag and Kyrissaean were offically bonded as mates.

You open your eyes with a gasp as sonething crashed into your side, knocking your off your feet. You lond in the water outside of the the ring. A fairy is hovering a few inches above the water, looking down at you. You recongnize her as Sylvia.
"What do you think you were doing?!" She yells, " You could have been killed our worse!" What were you doing?" You explain that you are a visitor, and that the crystal ring had attracted you, but when you had stepped into the ring of crystals, something had happened. "What?" You then tell her about the vision, about the creature, how the egg had come, and it's hatching. "But... but thats exactly how it happened!" The fairy stutters. "You could never have guessed it all." She looks on the verge of panic, but then takes a deep calming breath. "I suppose that you must be telling the truth..." The fairy trails off in thought.
Then, she comes back to herself, and grabs your arm, and begins flying backwards, pullilng you with her. You help by kicking your legs to prople yourself further. Once you reach the edge of the water and you clamer onto the sand, Sylvia moves her hands a little sumoning her magic, and you feel the water draning from your clothes. You then ask Sylvia why you had seen those things.
"Well, as you know from the vision, we used several massive spells to achive what we wanted, but they slipped out of our control. The spell are still here, and I suppose since there was so much extra magic left over, that some other spells were created. Maybe you stepping into that ring set off one of them, causing you to see how this came to be. Thats the only explaintion that I can think of." She shrugs, dismissing the question.
You turn around, and standing there was a brightly colored adult dragon. You gasp, amazed by its color and beauty. Sylvia follows your gaze to the dragon, who is watching you with curousity in her bright white eyes.
"That is Kyrissaean, our crystal water dragon. We were off playing in the woods when you came." Kyrissaean says nothing, but just looks at you. "Crystals rarly speak, but she a talkitive one, though she never speaks to strangers, unless she wants to." She gives you a polite nod, then walks over to the pond, and gracfully dives in, and begins to swim around in lazy circles. "Kyrissaean has just reciently become mates with a handsome white water dragon named Khajag. Maybe a clutch of babies are in store for them..." Sylvia trails off before speaking again. "Well, since your here, would you like to look around?" You give your acceptance, and the fairy begins to show you around. "Over there are the draogn's toys, and a soft nest for her to sleep on." Kyrissaean is still slowlly swimming. You smile to Sylvia, and then quietly leave the clearing...

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