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| Tia and Venral are the Heads of the Search and Rescue for Wild River. They are going to be sent to bond soon, but until then, they're to work with a team of dragons who had just recently transfered to the Caer. Vissa and Jumar, two dragons from the Vella Crean latest clutch, who had bonded each other at hatching. Tia was to work with Vissa and Venral with Jumar to establish a system for training future riders in the Search and Rescue Team. |
| Tia was the youngest daughter of the Covelord at Rip Tide. When she was young, she had been apprenticed to the Medic of the Cove, Nomtal. She had learned everything she could from him until he had passed three years earlier. Tia had been so distort at her Master’s death that she hadn’t even been able to stay at the Cove. That had been when she had transferred to Wild River. She had been at the Caer the past three years under the tutelage of the Caer Medic, Kiya, but when Kiya had left to bond, Tia had refused to work under the apprentice that Kiya had instated in her absence. Not soon after, Caerlord Casero had approached her with the idea of the Search and Rescue Team. |
| Venral was once a hunter. He had lived on his own his entire life, never knowing his origin or place in society, until he stumbled across Wild River Caer. He had been recently attacked by one of the snakes that inhabited the lush Verita forests. He had been unsure whether it had been one of the poisonous types, but the light-headedness he had developed almost assured him that it had been poison. He collapsed in front of the Caer and woke up inside. He had been a valued part of the Caer ever since. A trusted adviser to Caerlord Casero, a second for the watchdragoneer when he needed sleep, and most importantly, one of the best hunters and suppliers of meat to the new hatched dragons on hatching days. Now, he would be integrated in the Caer for good as one of the Heads of the Search and Rescue Team. |
| *** Venral sighed as he examined his sword once again. Tia was watching him was amazing scrutiny that it made him nervous. Venral glanced over at her and raised an eyebrow at her stare. “Yes?” He asked. “What color do you think you would bond?” Tia sighed. “Is that what you’ve been trying to determine, what color I’d bond?” Venral laughed. “I thought you were plotting to kill me or something.” “Oh, yeah, Venral, I’m going to kill you so I’m the only Head of Search and Rescue,” Tia sighed, sarcastically. “I swear. Being alone for so long has turned you sour.” “No, it hasn’t!” Venral shrieked, placing his sword back into its sheath with such force that it almost went through the sheath. “Tia, I can’t believe you would say something like that!” “Ven, calm down,” Tia laughed. “I was just joking. Jeez, you take things so seriously!” Venral growled, “Tia…” Tia laughed as she hugged Venral, “Venral, you big lug, hush. You know I would never say anything bad that I actually meant about you.” Venral pushed Tia away from him, “Get off me!” But, Tia held on relentlessly, “Nope, I won’t until you promise to loosen up!” Venral sighed, shaking his head, “I guess I don’t have a chose. If I’m going to work with you, I’m going to have to loosen up.” Suddenly, the booming voice of the Caerlord, Casero, encircled the room, “Tia! Venral!” He cried. Both Tia and Venral smiled. They knew that Casero sounded very unpleasant when he bellowed, but they were glad to hear the bass voice. It meant that Vissa and Jumar were here. Sure enough, two rather energetic hatchlings bound after Casero. “I don’t know what Tera was thinking bringing you two through the Nexus before you could manage it yourselves,” Casero sighed. “It would have been much easier for one of our dragons to zip Venral and Tia over to you.” Venral smiled. Casero had always been a bit weary about letting dragons travel through the Nexus, even when they were fully grown. Venral didn’t know what the Nexus was, but he knew that only the dragons with the strongest T-power got to go to it. “Well, Tia, Venral, meet Vissa and Jumar,” Casero sighed, a slight smile parting his lips. Tia knelt to the pinkish-red dragon and greeted her with a scratch of her eye ridge, “Hey, Vissa. I guess we’ll be working together.” Vissa crooned softly, Even though Jumar is my bond, I will think of you with the same fondness…if you treat me well. “Of course I’ll treat you well,” Tia sighed, shocked to hear the voice in her head. Didn’t all dragon speak outloud to people whom they have not bonded? We do not, Jumar sighed. We speak telepathically to the ones we wish to hear what we have to say. If I spoke only to my bond, then no one would know what I wanted. “Makes sense,” Venral sighed. “You always have to voice your opionion even if no one wants to here it.” “You follow that rule often enough,” Tia laughed. Venral growled at Tia as Jumar and Vissa laughed, You two act like you are bonded to one another, Vissa sighed. I’m sure we will enjoy working with you. Venral looked over at the two hatchlings, “We don’t act like we’re bonded to each other.” Tia laughed, “Well…” “Well nothing, Tia!” Venral cried. “We don’t act like bonds.” “Forget it, Ven,” Tia sighed. “Why don’t we just get to work teaching these two the patterns we came up with.” Continue... |
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