Draucas's Story

Valern wasn't letting them out of his sight. Also, no nurse seemed to want to head to where they were going. WHile wherever they were going was apparently a great honor, many people were also at least somewhat scared to go that way. Besides, he wouldn't dare leave his two siblings if it was important.

Meanwhile, dragon breathed fire, abruptly and loudly, as if she was trying to make a point about something. Granted, the fire was small, not being a fully grown dragon (because as everyone knows, according to Eragon, Dragons immediately grow big once they fly high in the sky, unless that was a time lapse or something. In which case she would be fully grown by now, and the fire would be much bigger, and much scarier)

Feraux competitively was making her fire brighter then the others. She was a bit competitive, sometimes a bit rash, but she was loyal to her rider. She scanned the crowd, and sure enough, knew her rider was there. She just needed a closer look....and inspection....

Another thing Feraux loves to do. Embarress people. It was part of her competitiveness. Of course, this doesn't mean she is always competitive, just she wont back down from one without help. And a carefully worded reply to the fabled question, "Why".

Feraux then looked at Draucas, and noted "Do you have to be so prideful in that throne of yours?". Feraux didn't like Thrones really, she thought it made people seem bigger then what they really are, and a bit egotistical. She hated ego, though she loves competition.