(I might as well have someone else remake it! Pondora says I have more aunts than that, and you changed your name...

Bye Anduril!!!)

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(Ok.)

Tulie sat alone in the library, the sun was getting higher in the sky and she knew that she had been there for some time. At last she got up and went to the great hall for some breakfast.

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

Ira smiled and walked out of the small cave, and into the larger one, she knelt down in front of the woman

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Ainawen frowned. They were back in Rivendell! That's what she had wanted! to go home! and yet, something felt.......wrong. She tried to forget about it, but it kept popping into her head. Finally she decided to talk to Tulie. She found her sitting by herself, breakfast in front of her. Ainawen sat down, & drew a deep breath. "I don't think you should have left your sister." she said quietly. "I know it's hard, but your sister's going through a hard time......she really needs you now, more then ever." She sighed. "I remember right after my parents died..." her voice broke. she drew a breath, & continued on. "Aren was always there for me. i cried every night for months, and he was there every single night to comfort me." she looked at Tulie. "You have to go back." she sat back. she was done. that's what she had wanted to say. Now she had to wait for Tulie's reaction.....

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."

Tulie looked at Ainawen, she could be right but there was no way that Tulie was going to go and train dragons. "I'll get trained properly in healing, then I'll track her down. I won't get involved and I'm not training dragons." Tulie replied, her almost black eyes pouring in to Ainawen's.

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

(ok peeps am fastforewarding if you don't mind)

Ira's hair came free of its bindings as she soared over the forests on the dragins back

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(Dragon dear.)

Tulie's medical skills were good now, she could do just as much as the other, more experienced Elves. She knew that she would have to leave now, she'd go and track down Ira and be there secretly for if she was needed by her sister and cousin. She took her cloak and weaponary before going down to the stables where her new, fully trained and very obediet horse, Florian, was waiting.

Florian was a pure white mare, only three years old and tamed from the wild by Tulie. She would only let Tulie ride her but she'd do whatever Tulie wanted. Tulie climed on the mare's back, she wore no saddle or bridle and used only her knees and her voice to tell Florian where to go.

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"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

(kihehehe)

Ira laughed out loud, then shriked as she plumeted a few hundred feet on his back, then rose back again breathless. she spoke in a low roar "that was mean (Eru can think of a name) i could have fallen off" a voice echoed abck in her head "aaah but yous didn'ts dids youzz...."

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(I thinking of name.... is it the dragon egg that Eru found earlier? If now it's.... boy: Drackonsil, girl: Soukiesa)

Erura sat on her new horse, Granit, of whom she had grown a special bond, were she could talk to her in her mind, like she could dragons. Granit was a two year old mare. She was a big buckskin, with four white socks. She was laying over Granits neck, looking to the sky. Erura smiled when she saw Ira's dragon do that trick. 'were are you, Eru?' she heard a voice in her mind. Sitting up she looked to the south, and saw a baby dragon. 'right here, in front of you, Sandrianse.'
'oh' the dragon said, and went up, and landed on Eru's chest.

Dudenly Eru sat up, she heard hoof beats far away in the Rivendale forest...

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(*doesn't know wut to write* lol sry brain dead )

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."

(yep it is, Drackonsil.)

Ira directed Drackonsil towards Erua and jumped off. She now wore a hard black jeather jerkin bearing the symbol of the Dragon, black trews and a white shirt, gold embroidery pEru and knelt down beside hericked out the dragon. She strode over to Eru and knelt down beside her. " hello Sandrianse" she smiled

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'Hello Ira' the baby dragon replied. "Hows it goin'? i saw Drackonsil's little trick up there" Erura said...

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"he dose like to do that" smiled Ira, she turned to Eru's dragon "very well thankyou littel one"
Drackonsil interupted her "soon you will come flyingzz withz uzzzz no?" he said stepping over

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Tulie and Florian left the safety of Rivendell and went out in to wild once more. Occasionally she thought she caught the sound of a laugh in the wind but thought that she must have been imagining things.

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"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

Ira nodded entusiastically "how long?" she asked Eru

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"How long till she'll be able to fly? I don't know, a weak at the least. Matters how fast she grows. Right now she's only the size of a good sized dog. I wouldn't be able to ride her for another month," Erura said, she strained her ears, with her now dragon-like scences, she was sure she heard faint hoof steps...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08