Candidate Jhone
You enter a small weyr where a young girl is curled up on a mat on the floor beside her small green hatchling. On your arrival she arises and greets you.
" Hello there, I am Jhone, bondmate to this fierce little protecter whom is called Marth. On the day of the hatching, she, well I like not to remember it but, the lord holder to whom I was a servant to, tried to stop me from impressing. Marth here, clawed him to a bloody mess. I was so happy, it was the first time someone in my life had stuck up for me. I knew I'd never be alone and miserable again. She's all the world to me." You nod understandingly, and look the small girl over. She couldn't be more then 15. At least she'll have a chance at life now you think as you leave her and her bondmate alone.
