Sornia, a 15 turn girl, was tending the fire in the kitchen at the hold. Two of her felines, Tuxed, a black feline that looked like he had a tuxedo on, and Staerli, a brown/blue/white calico feline, were drinking some milk she had set out for them. Her father had got them for her when he visited Talor Cliff Weyr last turn.

Both felines actually got along quite well. They did catch a lot of mice in the kitchen. Many felines loathed each other a lot. Sornia finished starting the fire for the morning kitchen, and returned to her room to practice her harp, she had been at Harper Hall until her mother had passed away. That was over a turn ago. Sornia still missed her mother dearly. She thought about her often.
Sornia wiped some of her wavy mouse brown hair that bounced with her every step out of her dark brown eyes. Her long eyelashes fluttered as she did. Her tan skin looked somewhat bright in the sunlight that came through the window. She sat down into a chair her grandfather had made for her before he passed on. Her father had gone to Smith crafter Hall, and he did make a lot of metal things the hold needed. Sometimes it was as if he never paid attention to her. She picked up her harp and turned to some music and started to practice.

A soft knock came to the door, and Sornia stopped playing. She got up and opened it. For the first time in a couple of years, her favorite and oldest brother stood in font of her. He had impressed brown Eatanth at Sapphire Weyr. They had no words to say, their eyes said it all.
“My dearest sister! I have come to visit, and also tell you serchriders are coming from Mooncrest Weyr, and I think you’d make a fine candidate!” T’lon said.
“T’lon you aren’t a search rider are you?” she asked.
“Oh, no, but I have a few friends who are,” T’lon says grinning at his younger sister, “Also, I heard you playing, you sound very good!”
Yes, I’ll tell the search dragons when they get here about her, I have to agree, she would!
Just as Eatanth said that, a bugle form the watch dragon meant one thing, SERCHRIDERS! Sornia was so excited, she almost slipped in fell. She had a tendency to do that. Suddenly while running to the courtyard, oh no, she slipped and fell, and tore her dress! She still went on.
A few seven days later....
Sornia was a candidate at Mooncrest Weyr. Her brother and his dragon had been right, she would make a good candidate. The search rider and his dragon even said so. Suddenly a yell caught her attention, the eggs were hatching!