03-15-2019, 03:57 PM
The last time sage try outs had been held the raptor had been too young to understand what was going on around her. Now, things were different and the utterance of those who were not raptors no longer sounded like noise. These days she could collect what was going on out of what was once grabbled noise, a very helpful thing for the growing child. Lately, she had even managed to move up from only picture books to ones with simple words like the kind read to toddlers or such, the sort of thing like 'this is how you tie your shoe' or such.
So anyway, when the raptor had heard about the sage tryouts, it had interested her just as she had been interested in the books before. Masie was used to seeing people get hurt, adjusted to fighting because of what she was, but she was also kind hearted and eager to learn. Ready to begin outside of her newly reconstructed hut the raptor would let out a call that others who had heard her kind should be plenty aware was a gathering call. If they couldn't understand even that much she'd be disappointed.
So anyway, when the raptor had heard about the sage tryouts, it had interested her just as she had been interested in the books before. Masie was used to seeing people get hurt, adjusted to fighting because of what she was, but she was also kind hearted and eager to learn. Ready to begin outside of her newly reconstructed hut the raptor would let out a call that others who had heard her kind should be plenty aware was a gathering call. If they couldn't understand even that much she'd be disappointed.
Teach Me Wrong From Right, I'll Show You What I Can Be.
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