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You spot a girl about 13 years old come from the opposite direction. Her light brown hair is extreamly long, down to her knees. Her legs are scarred, and her nose is small for her face. "Maranded! Malachai!" she says to the dragons. Then to you she explains, "My loveles here have been abandoned at Vitora Beach. They love it when visitors come to play."
"Oh goodness!" the violet dragon cries, sounding more like the adult she is. "Claudia, please don't be angry. . . Visitor, I'm very sorry. Let me introduce you to my cavemate, Malachai and our Pernese fire lizard friends. By the way, my name is Maranded." She shakes herself and calls out. In a few seconds, you are face-to-face with three tiny creatures.
You stare as the little dragon-like reptiles swish and zip around. The blue one flies around Maranded's large purple head, the gold lands on Claudia's shoulder, and the white lands on your finger. "Allow me to introduce Aqua, Sundust, and Snowdrop," announces Claudia.
Suddenly, Malachai grins. "Will you fly with us to Sorani Weyr where the flits were Impressed from?"
