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"I don't think so," Vee replied with a shake of her head, "but I only ever knew the one, a green. Weird that everyone talked so much about the idea of opening dragon eggs but whers haven't even been mentioned. Don't all the ideas about every life deserving a chance apply to them too, or aren't they majestic enough?

"And I wouldn't mind seeing more of the world," she continued with a nod, "maybe I'd like to work as a Searchrider or a specialized courier for a bit before I step up to Warden." Vee's dreams weren't so very different to Vos' in point of fact; to be somebody, to do something big, to make her mark. Sometimes she wasn't really sure that she had what it took to make it but when you weren't confident you just had to pretend otherwise you didn't stand any chance at all.

"Don't have any siblings though, no. My mother died when I was little, don't remember her really, and Dad never settled again. " Vee pondered this for a moment, stooping mid-stride to scoop up a flat smooth rock that caught her eye. "There were a couple of other kids near my age in the Whers though and a few a bit younger, I guess they were kind of like siblings? I dunno." Certainly she'd tried to look out for them, or at least the ones she'd got on with. "Why?" she added as an afterthought, there had to be some reason Vos was asking the question. Something to do with her twin?

"Oh yeah, Kaniask ate people loads of times," Vee replied with a nonchalant shrug, such violence had always been a fact of life to her. "I wouldn't mind a crimson wher, that'd be pretty cool," she added thoughtfully. Couldn't help but like them, red was just such a dramatic colour and as whers in general were tougher than dragons in general wouldn't atypical whers be tougher than dragon atypes? Maybe.

"I'd like that," Vee soon continued with a grin, tossing her stone up and catching it again without really thinking much about the action. "See the world, bring people to join us; we still need loads of people of all sorts right? Not just for dragons, for whers too, and just to come to work in the wherholds."

She didn't really know what to say to the family thing, she was pretty close to her father and she liked and cared for a lot of the other kids but.... Well she and Vos were just from different worlds she guessed. Still, it didn't seem to stop them getting on. "I heard somebody say that your clutch siblings become like... well siblings, or that they can," she offered with a shrug. "Then again some people end up pairing off, or hating one another, but I guess no matter what you end up pretty close with training together so intensely and living together for so long." It sounded okay to her, so long as not too many idiots Impressed.

"Dunno about flitts though," Vee frowned and shook her head, "I never even found Weyrleader's egg, won him wrestling. Maybe there's somebody you can ask about them? Must be somebody in the wherholds as knows where wild flitts like to nest."

Vee blinked, confused, but soon grinned as the light dawned on her. "Oh none of us, sweet as a bubby pie with us; she ate people who wanted to hurt us. Probably thanks to her we survived as well as we did really, though keeping her fed was tough sometimes." They'd made it though, life now was... well you couldn't compare it really; there was a lot more time to live when you weren't worried about staying alive, and wasn't that a weird phrase? A harper could probably talk about it for hours.

"I wanna bring my Dad," Vee continued with a firm nod. "He's got himself a wher now, a blue, but he could come too. Some of the other youngsters from the Whers too, by turns I suppose. Heh, unless I get a huge great silver that can carry them all." It was possible, right? The things were rare but it could happen. "He'd match Weyrleader too," Vee added aloud as she thought of it.

"But yeah," Vee gave another nod, "that's what I heard somebody call them... or maybe they meant the dragons are clutch siblings? I dunno. Dragons don't see family in the same way we do anyway right? Or not often anyway?" That had seemed to be implied and she guessed it had to be so, if you only had a couple of golds in a Wherhold - or Weyr - then blood relations were bound to be fairly close.

There didn't look to be any good hiding places for eggs though, and Vosin was right about lots of people going out hunting for them. "Maybe it's the wrong time of the turn," Vee mused with a shrug. After a moment or two however she brightened up again. "Hey! When - if we get dragons we can go looking all over the place. Once they're grown anyway and then there wouldn't be a worry about having to care for two babies." Tossing her stone up again Vee looked out to sea and nodded. "Yeah, I guess we could head back," she agreed, "feel like I've cleared a few things out of my head at least."