Welcome to Gaia! ::

Euma had been waiting for her chance to sneak away from overprotective Reth since morning. She got the opportunity when the dragon was invited by some of her fellow greens to join a group hunt. They had already located their target very close by, so Euma did not feel obligated to involve herself.


Instead, she stole into the dining hall the moment Reth was distracted. It would be nice to have a quiet meal for once without a green snout sniffling every bite to make sure it wasn’t poisoned. The blonde fixed herself a plate and then scanned the room for a place to sit. She spotted a young man sitting alone – one of the Candidates, she thought – who looked like he might be friendly, and sauntered over.

“Is this seat taken?”

The boy looked up at Euma and she suddenly recalled the name that went along with that face. Ohhhh, yes, that was Marinel sitting there! That cute Candidate with the sour-faced twin and that delicious backstory. She scooted right into that empty seat and opened her mouth while taking in a deep breath, ready to start the interview questions.

…And promptly put her spoon in her mouth. Fardles, he beat her to the punch!

But that certainly wasn’t a question that caused her any bother. Like it had just happened that morning, Euma clearly felt the warm, safe, candy-sweet sensations that had enveloped her mind when Reth chose her. Putting it into words, though, now that was the hard part.

“It’s… well, it’s amazing, really.”

He was just about as bubbly as that pie he was eating, Euma mused. She chuckled at the thought of the boy excitedly washing a big bronze, and probably chatting the dragon up as he did so. “Reth is green, but she’s a big green. Bigger than some blues, even.” She grinned. “And she’s fierce. We lived on the outside for a few turns after she hatched, so that was a good thing.”

She paused to take a few bites of her meal. “If you Impress, is there a particular color you picture yourself on?” She was curious to see what his color biases were.