[h1]Nalastain Lucious Tucker[/h1]

The walk to the pool was silent, Nalastain was trying to form words. What was he to say? "Hey, your voice is pretty nice?" He thought, but quickly dismissed, thinking it was too casual. He did not even know why he ran to instinctively to her voice. It sounded as clear as a pool, but as strong as a typhoon. He was so lost in though that he did not even notice that he stopped dead in his tracks. 

"Middovah, what plagues you?" Said Wrafiana, now standing right in front of Nalastain. He tries to form words, but is silenced once his white dragon bops him in the head with her snout, linking their minds for a minute. Once the link is terminated, Wrafiana gets to Nalastain's level, to look him directly in the eye.

"Ris hond hin faas, Middovah." (Place away you fear) she says to him, speaking in the same ancient tounge. "Nust los nusaan..."  (they are gone).

He looks to his winged friend, and puts his forehead on hers. "I found you, all those years ago. I nurtured you to health and raised you. On my life I swear, I will protect you with all my strength." He says. Wrafiana closes her eyes, living in the moment. after a minute or two, Nalastain hops on Wrafiana's back to ride to the Pool of Tears. He arrives just in time to hear his name called out.

He dismounts Wrafiana and bows to the queen, Wrafiana doing the same. They both await what the queen has to say