You come next to a small weyr, close to the main Weyr, with stone walls. It isn't exactly very clean, and you wonder what candidate might be in here. Before you can get closer, you notice a young man in the entrance, leaning forward with one hand cupped around his mouth, a blue fire-lizard that must look to him dancing in the air. "Helloooooooooo in there!" he calls. "Anybody home?"
Just then, a young girl who can barely pass off as a candidate for Impression at some Weyr comes flying out of the entrance, wrapping her arms around him. "Brother!" she cries. "You came!" A bronze and green fire-lizard sit on a ledge and chat with the blue.
"Would I miss this for the world?" the boy asks with a grin. "My own little sister a candidate for Impression? Now, let go, Mila, so I can breathe!"
Very sheepishly, she lets go. "I'm so happy you came, brother! I 'specially asked the Weyrwoman if I could try an' Impress a fighting dragon if the queen hatched and I didn't Impress, and he said it was 'kay!! Do you know what that means, brother?"
The man laughs. "Mila, at best you'd Impress green. Women don't Impress browns or bronzes." He looked thoughtful. "Mother was lucky to get a gold. Oh well. I'm sure you'll get a good color, Mila! You're so... so... well, perky." He chuckles at her flair of indignation. She glances over and sees you standing there like a dumbstruck wherry.
"Oh! Hallo there!" she calls, waving to you. You walk over to join them, greeting them. Mila grins up at you. "M'name's Mila! I'm a candidate at Seascape Weyr! This is my brother, R'att, rider of bronze Kith! These're my fire-lizards, Loki and Toki! Aren't they cute? I Impressed them from Talor Cliff Weyr!" Sometime during this monologe, she stops to take a breath. "I'm going to be a gold or green or brown or even bronze rider! I hope I get to be bronze, they're so cool and they're so important! R'att and I are from Telgar..."
She babbles on for another five minutes, R'att and yourself exchanging glances. He gives you a "What can you do with sisters?" shrug, and places a hand on her shoulder. "Mila. Breathe. Slow down before you explode. Anyway, I'll have to go, Kith hasn't fed in awhile." He gives her a quick hug, and she waves frantically as he mounts Kith and disappears between. You follow his example and leave.
Name: Mila
Age: 10
Sex: Female
Hair: Red
Eyes: Blue
Dragon: N/A
Name: Loki
Color: Bronze
Age: 1 Turn
Name: Toki
Color: Green
Age: 2 Turns
