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Tuon's brows rose when Cygnet revealed how the pair had bonded. It was not unheard of for a dragon to interfere in the lives of humans unprovoked, but it was a rarity such that Tuon had never met a person with a similar claim and she had lived amongst dragons and the Ascended her whole life. If...

You're a rider. "Thank you," Tuon wondered if she would ever not feel that swelling sense of pride when someone called her such. She finished off the final stitch and then bit the leftover thread off. "My family have all done the Rising, so it was expected but... nothing is guaranteed. If...

Tuon couldn't help but think about to their flight training and how Nazharul also refused to give up the chase when she called for it. It had nearly ended in their death, or so she had thought until he revealed the jewelled dragons unique abilities. "Me? Oh I have a day off. I'm only a cadet...

"I'm okay," Tuon reassured Nazharul with a gentle pat to the dragons neck. He had reacted in taking them out of harms way before she had even registered there was harm to be faced. His muscled were bunched and tensed beneath her and through the bond she could feel the confusing bundle of panic...

Tuon grimaced as the sudden clutching of her wrist nearly made her insert the needle in the wrong place - something she doubted her dragon Dusk would forgive her for. "Careful," she warned and eased the girls hand off her wrist. She cast a wary eye up at the dragon quite literally breathing...

As the shadows retreated, Tuon held her breath waiting to see what size of squad waited for them to tackle... but nothing appeared. The ravine appeared completely deserted. Even the black dragon they had sighted earlier appeared to have dissolved with the shadows at the onslaught of light. A...

Tuon merely snorted the title of hero. Fool would be the word her father and mother would use, just as they had when she had gone out of her way during the Rising to stop two children being eaten alive. Squinting she took her time threading the needle then motioned for Cygnet to pull up her...

Tuon eyed first the Wing Leader's sun dragon then her own glittering beast. Staying unnoticed seemed a particularly tall ask for their squadron, but that didn't mean she disagreed with the idea. At least Satia's black dragon would be able to all but camouflage itself against the shadows. Perhaps...

Tuon was certain she was going to be sick. The question was whether she would die before she had the chance. Wyvern and dragon spun as they plummeted, each attempting to roll the other to put them at a disadvantage. With every league they fell their speed increased and the ground grew closer...

Nazharul gave an insulting, lazy flick of his tail and continued washing his scales. Tuon ran a hand down her face and contemplated, not for the first time, why she had wanted to be a Rider so bad. Nobody told you that dragons were basically overgrown cats with the ego of Gods. Her legs wobbled...

The jewelled dragon snarled at Cygnet's first choice of words. The spines along the ridge of his back stood up like a feral cat's fur might, but it was the scales that drew her attention even in her half delirious state. They shimmered suddenly from their usual gold to a deep foreboding orange...

Tuon bit the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing at Leo's obviously rhetorical question. He was their Wing Leader, regardless of any of their opinions. If they were a good squadron they would have without question dived into that ravine, trusting him to know what was the right play. That...

Outer City, Harbour Tuon stared blankly at the cadet who had addressed her by name, racking her memory for the boys name. She could recall his dragon easily enough even without him hovering a few feet away from Nazharul who was regarding the other dragon with the usual wariness of a territorial...

Tuon ignored the sounds of the beasts of legend fighting behind her. She focused on the next stroke, on keeping the other riders face above the water, and on not drowning herself. By the time her knees scraped along the pebbled lakeshore her whole body was quivering from exhaustion. She made...

Tuon found herself nodding as each of the other girls spoke whilst her eyes followed their suggestions across the map. The ravine was certainly where her father or brothers would choose to hide an egg. Even with a small amount of dragons they could use the many different warrens in the rocks and...