Dining hall (evening)-
 
    Ankara filled a tray, and carried it carefully to a seat near many of the 
other new nomad riders. Ivee followed her closely, almost too closely, her 
head was in danger of nocking over the tray, and her tail in danger of 
tripping her feet.
 
 <carefull love, I dont want to dump this tray in anyones lap> She warned her 
dragon.
 
 <> Ivee said as she backed away from Ankara making room for her to walk.
 
   There was a chair open next to Feysal, the only chair open, Ankara winced 
but sat down next to him anyway.
 
   It wasnt that she diddn't like Feysal, it was just that he was so... full 
of fire. He was always burning with something, first it was jehzrael.. then 
it was cleft and dragons.. he was so feircely loyal that it was begining to 
get annoying!
 
   Ankara could understand being loyal to Cleft, it was a pretty nice place 
to live, everyone was free here..
 
   But it wasnt home, where ever home is.
 
 Feysal smiled to her scilently, it wasnt a open 'happy-to-see-you' smile, it 
was more like a 'Oh, its you is it?' smile. 
 
    A few of the other nomads were discussing where they would be posted, and 
what they would be doing now that there dragons were flying and mostly 
trained. 
 
    Ankara looked around the room breifly, she spooted M'yer, sitting with 
P'ker talking over some peice of paper, was it a map? She couldent tell from 
this distance and angle.
 
  She sighed and turned her attention back to Ivee who she was feeding tid 
bits off her plate. <<whats wrong my rider?>>
 
 <nothing dearest, Im ok.> She answered, trying to be cheerfull.
 
 <<you like that man dont you? The one over there?>>
 
 
 
 "What will you do, since your dragon is so clumsy? You wont be able to 
patrol like the rest of us... will you?" Feysal asked her, inturrrupting her 
scilent conversation with Ivee.
 
 Damn him, leave it to Feysal to bring up a tender subject, and now all of 
the nomads at the table looked at her curriously. What would she do?
 
 "I dunno I.. havent thought of it." Ankara looked around to see where Ivee 
had gotten to, she was here a second ago..
 
  <Ivee, where did you go?> She said looking under the table.
 
 <<Im over here looking at this map thing with the guys.>>
 
 <With the guys?!> Ankara looked up, her eyes meeting M'yers, Ivee was over 
by him, her head on his shoulder, and he was looking right at her.. through 
her.. and she shivered.
 
 
 NRPG-
 Tags to john and alton.. I realized that my last post diddnt have any actual 
tags.. so I decided to fix that..
 
 who is in charge of deciding ankara's fate.. will she patrol eventually or 
will she do something else.. I want to RP her asking her superior that 
question but i dont know who her superior is.
 




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