Niamh was sitting in her dorm room, playing with her familiars. Little Loria, her first fluffbug, was sitting in her hair, softly buzzing in a way that Niamh found extremely comforting. Her jackalope, Tilenir, was flopped across her lap, snuggling against her and practically purring as Niamh scratched his ears. Her other friends were bouncing around, or playing in other ways, as they saw fit, and Niamh felt very content. "All my dear familiars... You make me so happy, dear ones!" Her eyes were bright with happiness as she watched them.She glanced at her bookshelves full of manuals on how to care for her precious pets. She couldn't imagine not having that collection. It made her life so much easier! She didn't have to run to the library every time she had a question, anymore! As she was looking at them, she found herself thinking... And then she realized. She knew what she wanted to do when she grew up! She used to think she wanted to be a Diviner of some nature... But she had been wrong. No... She wanted to do something with the Familiars of this world. She carefully gathered Tilenir in her arms... Earning a grumble from him, as he had been comfortable... And wandered over to the books, thinking about this.
"I know we have vets, and... and trainers... probably breeders too..." She ran her free hand along the book spines. "I wonder what other things there are..." She hmmm'd thoughtfully, and looked at her familiar friends, who, she realized, where all staring at her with curious expressions on their various faces. Except Orza, her Griftoo, who was busy tugging on a rope-toy, too silly to realize something important might be happening here. She suddenly grinned, and giggled. "Well! I don't know what all the options are, but I know that I'll find out... And once I do, I'll figure out what I'm going to be! But you guys... You guys are my reason for deciding. I love you guys!" And She laughed and bounced over to her bed, to snuggle her pets.
