She sat back down when he did nodding to his agreement about accents then pausing to think. What was it like here? It was a difficult question for her to answer, wanting to be as detailed as possible in her descriptions. She thought of what she had seen since coming here; the beach with the warm sun seeping into the skin and Ayen leaping and prancing through the waves looking for another shell to wash up, the forest with its deep sent of earth and dappled lighting racing across the layered ground, the cliffs with the raging wind that tried to pull you from your precious perch on a boulder, the moons washing everything in a pale light transforming the Weyr into something utterly different than what it looked like in the day.
"It is not Dragon Ridge to be sure!" She replied simply not really knowing if she should go on with a description of what she had seen, she really did take a long time when she described something.
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