Dear family,
I hope this letter find you in health and happiness. How are things back home? Does the garden prosper? Perhaps some day later when the Weyrling master allows us to go between I can come visit you.
Speaking of which, I have the most wonderful news. I am very happy to write that I, your daughter Raylan, have impressed Gold Nazareth! This is a special honor, even amung dragonfolk. I will become Jr. Werywoman of Valley Weyr! It is wonderful beyond beleif to be bonded to a dragon, to have a true friend who understands you and loves you...it is a real responsibility though. Every day I must feed her and oil her hide, but oh, she is beautiful. I wish you could see her, and soon perhaps you can.
Nazareth and I are settling into life here at the Weyr, soon weyrling training begins. Life at the Weyr is different, but strangely wonderful. Nazarath keeps me company when I am not feeding or bathing or oiling her, and we go exploring. The Weyr has some very interesting history!  Love you and miss you lots,
Raylan

There. Raylan sighned her name with a flourish and attached it to the firelizard's leg. It would get there soon enough. She only wished she could be there to see Dretti's reaction when he read the letter. Her impressing a gold would kill him! But Nazareth, wonderful gold Nazareth, was hers.
    Its time! The dragon herself rumbled in Raylan's head, and Raylan jumped up with a start. Weyrling training would begin!
    "Come on Naz!" Raylan said, rushing out of the weyr, her now weyrling dragon behind her.
    Wait! Nazarath called. Raylan, you run so fast!
    "You travel so slow, you clumsy gold!" Raylan replied jokingly. "If you had told me sooner that it was time, I wouldn't have to go as fast. Don't want to make J'kal angry, I've allready crossed him once!" Nazarath rumbled in the dragon equivilant of laughter at that thought, and Raylan wanted to laugh too, even if the memory stung. All she and Nazarath had done was climb up the ramparts to get a better look at the weyr...but J'kal had to have been the one to see them. It wouldn't have been so bad, but Raylan was a goldrider, and a Jr. Weyrwoman, and she would have responsibilities.
    "Dragonnets are clumsy Raylan, especially golds! That little beauty is very important to the weyr, we can't have anything happen to her!" Raylan sighed. Nazarath was clumsy, but she would get better. Nazarath was the one who had wanted to climb up there! The weyr was changing her, Raylan realised. Normally she would never have dared to do such thing. Well, Raylan liked the change!