ANNA
Another clever word sets off an unsuspecting herd
A respectful, though warm greeting, from the younger dragoon filled Anna's heart with joy. She could see his mother in nearly every curve of his face and in the determination of his heart. She swallowed the lump down her throat, her face etching no evidence of it. Quartering to the stranger, Anna's lips tightened into a thin smile, humor glinting somewhere deep in the colored pools of her eyes. "Nice to meet you, Talyson." She extended a hand, watching the awkward boy--man--carefully. She was used to young soldiers stumbling over themselves in her presence, especially when challenged by her, but never really strangers. She didn't know that this was Talyson's nature, though it didn't keep the actions from going to her head.
All the while, Samael watched as the younger dragons danced and played. Enticed, Samael let himself dissolve the cold, stone figment of his age and he bounded towards the others. His long body was like a wave, though every move of his was elegant. He happily joined the dragons and Koa in emptying the place of the silk-weaving spiders.
Anna let the stranger take to work on the shelves, then she herself went on to empty the room of old furniture.
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Anna cleans out the room while Samael helps with the spiders.
All the while, Samael watched as the younger dragons danced and played. Enticed, Samael let himself dissolve the cold, stone figment of his age and he bounded towards the others. His long body was like a wave, though every move of his was elegant. He happily joined the dragons and Koa in emptying the place of the silk-weaving spiders.
Anna let the stranger take to work on the shelves, then she herself went on to empty the room of old furniture.
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Anna cleans out the room while Samael helps with the spiders.
And as you step back into line, a mob jumps to their feet
Let Valor our hearts sing.
Let all who seek protection
Find it 'neath the Dragoon's Wing.
