Snippet #2466579

Carla jumped a little in surprise when she noticed the man had sat next to her, granted he didn't sit quite a distance away but Carla hadn't expected him. "You and he, you friends? How?" he asked in disjointed speak, heavily masked by a strange accent she had never heard before.

"When I was younger I ran away from home and found myself hiding in Lights lair, he came back and found me. I don't know why he didn't just kill me than but we stuck together for about a month before I had to return home because of an illness, he waited for me until I was healthy again. We have been together ever since." She said, giving him the simple explain action on how her and Light met.

"North there are no friend dragons. They are wild and fierce ruled by instinct. And the Bandit clans that have their own are worse. They always try to go south, to richer lands unfortunately for us we are in their way. There is much fighting. Look at my armour, my knives.", Carla glanced at his weapons and armour and couldn't help but be slightly fascinated by them, she found herself curious about his homeland, after all she and never met a dragon who had attacked someone before. She knew they could but she had never met one.

"All dragons are ruled by instinct, even light. And that's probably why he became my partner, because it is in his instinct to protect me." She smiled at her dozing companion, giving his shining scaled head a gentle pat to show her compassion towards him. "It my belief that every Dragon has a rider, who knows, maybe you will find your own partner one day." She smiled at him before noticing he had a vacant look in his eyes, not really listening to her anymore.

Giving a tired smile, she leaned back against Lights stomach and placed the book down next to her. Giving one last yawn she felt her eyes close, smiling faintly when she felt lights tail curl around her on instinct to keep her warm.