Date Posted:08:45:38 07/31/01 Tue Author: Aurora Subject: The small girl walks in.
Her golden brown hair flaps softly in the breeze and she quickly snatches it; pulling it back into a pony tail. A smile slowly curves along her face as her brown eyes scan the hatching ground. Very small for a thirteen year old girl, she was always getting into trouble. She never acted like the proper lady she was supposed to be, but came home with scabs and cuts from climbing trees and pretending she was riding a dragon as it soared through the air; crumbling the thread. Maybe if she impressed a dragon her parents would respect her. She didn't truely care about that though; all she wanted was a friend.
She nervously bows to the Queen than looks at the eggs once again; spotting the Queen Egg. She gazes at it for a minute. Then she crosses her fingers behind her back, closing her eyes, and begins to whisper under her breath, "Please pick me, please pick me."
