Name: Yara
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Assumed heterosexual
Craft: None, Weyrbrat
Rank: N/A

History: Some riders will insist that after their first Flight sex experience a lower caverns women will either a) run away and never look back or b) decide that they really enjoy it and keep coming back for more. The latter is true for this particular lower cavern's worker, despite her earlier protests that she would never lie with another rider again. (At least this time it was a male greenrider and was somewhat pre-planned?)

Regardless, nine months later, Yara was born, bright red and screaming her arrival to the universe. While sending her daughter back to her family would have been the logical thing to do, it would have been beyond embarrassing to admit that she'd allowed herself to be coerced into Flight sex again and give her brother another daughter. Thus, Yara was safely dropped off in the crèche when she was four years old and though she saw her mother occasionally, Yara was less than interested in pursuing a relationship with her. Her father, on the other hand, was a much more interesting candidate for her affections, though she has never met the man in person. He did, however, send her gifts and all but spoiled her rotten, perhaps to make up for the fact that being a dragonrider meant he had to devote his time elsewhere.

Once she was free from the crèche, Yara spent most of her time evading chores and exploring the tunnels. The only one who could manage to convince her to stay put was a boy somewhere in the realm of four to seven years older than her who was patient and also (to a ten year old) extremely handsome. Naturally, she declared that she was going to marry him when she was older and that was settled. He didn't really have much choice in the matter, but seemed to tolerate her whims well enough.

Yara currently spends her time working with the laundry staff. When she can get out of that, she works in the crèche with her "husband" or skips off to go explore. If she can get another candidate to take on her chores she will, especially if it means she has time to do as she pleases. Recently, she received a flit egg from a female greenrider, which hatched into a pretty little brown she named Teak.

Appearance: Yara is… cute, for lack of a better description. With small features and a heart shaped face topped with dark brown hair braided into pigtails, her entire image screams "innocent." (And isn't she the cutest little angel?) Though it's unknown whether or not she'll grow up to have a pretty face, right now she's quite content to settle for whatever she's got. Her nose turns up a little at the end and she has naturally pouty lips, which only add to her arsenal of "cute expressions." Height-wise she's still quite short, her body thick and square. Her eyes are common hazel, framed with dark lashes that she uses to her advantage. Who can resist the batted eyelashes of little Yara?

Clothing-wise, she dresses for comfort and colour. Nothing above her station, that's for certain. Still, her exploratory nature often causes her to put more holes in her clothing than most girls her ages, which she covers with brightly coloured patches. Thus, her clothing tends to start off brown and slowly progress into brown with a smattering of many colours. Her dragonrider father has certainly given her a rather large collection of decorative jewelery. None of the pieces are expensive - just little beads and some interesting stones - but Yara treasures them and has a habit of wearing as many pieces as possible.

Personality: Yara is a little girl of feelings. Growing up as a child she refused to wear shoes despite the cold, wanting to feel every inch of the stone against her feet. She touched snow, touched fire, touched everything she could get her hands on in an effort to understand it at its most basic level. A very hands-on learner, Harper lessons have always been a challenge for her, as she struggles to understand concepts when they are presented to her in song. She doesn't want to learn about dragons and Weyr history though ballads! She wants to see the weyr where the great Weyrleaders have lived in, touch a dragon's hide herself, watch their eyes change colour. In her mind, songs cannot capture what the world has to offer her, and thus she is frequently elsewhere during lessons.

As one might imagine from someone so touchy-feely, she has absolutely no concept of personal space or property. None. Zero. Zip. Yara is the first to take things away from others if she wants to have a closer look at them, very rarely asking before she asks. After all, why would someone deny her what she wants? It's not like she was going to keep it, and asking to see something is only redundant. She can obviously see it, but she wants to see it in her own hands. Naturally, she'll give it back when she's done – provided that a big fuss isn't made. The more fuss, the more inclined she'll be to keep it, but only long enough to frustrate the complainer. More often than not, it's just easier to let her have her fill. The faster she's done with something the faster the object is returned. Yara also borrows heavily from other Weyrbrats (again, without asking) however she is equally generous with her own things. As long as her stuff finds its way back, she's happy to allow other people to take a hands-on look at it.

At only thirteen turns, she believes that everything is true simply because she decides it on her own. That boy in the crèche? Definitely going to be her husband. Why? Well, because she said so! She has yet to realize that people don't bend to the whims of children when they're no longer children, but so far things have been going her way. And, since her life is so perfect, Yara frequently feels the need to do her part to help other people. What she considers help, however, usually ends up being more meddlesome, as she adds her two marks worth on any subject. Romance tends to be her favourite, and she has a bad habit of trying to hook people up she thinks are "totally in love."

Not the type to conceal feelings or intent, Yara is as you see her now. She'll cry if she's sad, yell if she's angry, or stick her tongue out at you when she's feeling perturbed. She'll also tell you exactly how she feels about any situation, usually adding, "Well wasn't that stupid" in her best cheerful voice. What, you can't tell me nobody else was thinking it!

Other: She has a brown flit named Teak

Yara is the youngest of the trio of sisters, all related through the same mother. She knows Finelly as her half-sister, but not Y'ul, both of which who belong to Rown. She is also aware of her cousin relationship with bluerider L'pin.