NRPG: Allen said he didn't get this, and when I went to send it again the
only addy's that showed up were Kris B.'s and mine. Don't know what
happened, so if anyone gets this twice, my apologies. (Kris B., I did a
reply-to-all to yours when I wrote mine. Is it possible you didn't do a
reply-to-all, but just a reply?)

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> Katrina answered the warrenldy,"Yes I will tutor Brisse. That is if
>she will agree to have me tutor her."
>
> Katrina then brushed the silver/grey patch above her ear a bit nervous
>about what Brisse would say. She quickly brought her hand down. She thought
>she really should do something about that habit.

Cynthia smiled at the young woman's nervous gesture. There was really
nothing to be afraid of, though this place could be a little intimidating,
not like the other warrens at all.

Brisse got a strange look on her face, as if talking with her dragon, but
different. Cynthia had seen this look before, but dismissed the possibility
until the girl started moving out the door, as if driven by some inner force.

<Tymor's having her first mating flight!> Syren reported, confirming
Cynthia's fears.

<But it's too early! And Brisse...> Cynthia wondered if the girl was ready
for the passion of a mating flight.

"Katrina, if you want the job, it's yours. I'm sorry about this, I had no
idea..." Cynthia trailed off, "Tymor's mating flight, but it's too early."

Cynthia got up from her chair and wandered out of her office onto the
green, to verify with her own eyes what Syren had reported. Sure enough,
there flew Tymor with a colorful parade of males trying their best to catch
up to her.

"Oh my!" Cynthia exclaimed.

******

** Later that night **

Cynthia waited for Brisse to arrive, as she had instructed Syren to bespeak
Tymor and request Brisse's presence.

The door creaked open. "Yes, Cynthia?" the young queenrider asked as she
entered.

"Sit down, dear," Cynthia waited while the girl took a seat.

"We were interupted this afternoon," Cynthia said, smiling but still
concerned for her junior queenrider, "I never got an answer as to whether
you want Katrina to tutor you or not. Obviously, if something happens to me
you need to be able to read and write to function in the Warrenlady
capacity, even temporarily."

She waited while the girl looked at her uncertainly.

"Brisse, dear, this is by no means any reflection on your intelligence. If
Tymor didn't think you could do it, then she wouldn't have picked you. I
know you well enough to know that you are extremely intelligent, you just
haven't been taught."

"If you like," Cynthia continued, "we can arrange it so that you come for
your training here in the afternoon as usual and you and Katrina could work
discretely in one of the attached rooms here. No one would be any the wiser."

"That would be fine," Brisse answered.

"Good, then I'll have Katrina meet you here tomorrow afternoon. But before
you go..."

"Yes," Brisse replied, a little red-faced.

"I was worried for you and Tymor today. It was too soon, in my opinion, for
both of you. Are you all right?

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NRPG: Tag Lyn!

Sorry it took me so long to catch up. But now that the wedding is a week
behind me I should be right on schedule with everyone else.



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