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Faerra
Appearance: She has extremely dark brown hair, that has been the topic of much interest to her family, due to it's unusual streaks. They are small but numerous, in the colours of black and an almost silver-like tone. She is of a medium height, and a slim build. Her eyes sometimes seem to almost change colour, though slightly, for reasons unknown. The iris's are ringed with black, and the color itself switches between a misty sea greenish, to a more gray hue at times. Her skin is tanned, a golden brown, from living in a sea hold all her life.

History: She was born the youngest of five brothers at Ista hold. Because of this, the workload was never heavy, being shared among six, and she had lots of spare time. She developed inot a very adventurous child, dissapearing often to go swim in the ocean, or explore the jungle that surrounded their home. Her father, as Beastmaster, had her help out a lot, and she became very experienced with runners especially, from a very young age. She would love to ride out bareback, lacking both saddle and bridle on the nearest mount she could find. Eventually, she raised a colt of her own, who soon grew into a fine young stallion called Shaheen. Later, she also bought a filly, calling her Savannah.

Her other area of expertise was singing, and she spent a few years working with a harper, though was never dedicated enough. Heart longing for the sea, and her animals, she returned home. As she was going for a ride down the beach one time, by chance she found a nest of firelizards, however, all the eggs had hatched and gone save for one. She managed to impress the small bronze that emerged, calling him Tao. After attending her brother J'ran's impression, she knew that she wanted to be a dragonrider. Originally, she had Ista weyr in mind, but she left home to travel with her uncles caravan, seeing new sights and lands. On the trip, she was searched by a rider, or rather, she met a rider who told her she would be a suitable candidate. Not missing the chance, she went, ending up at Fort weyr, though it was even before the queen had risen. She adapted to weyr life quickly, and soon made a friend in a fellow candidate Naeryn.

After, she also gained two more flits, a green she called Artemis, and a blue, Makko. And then came the youngest, brown Apollo. After meeting another candidate Neveah, during threadfall, the three became friends. Later, when the golden Glith clutched, Faerra was one to stand on the sands. After impressing the green Mystith, she knew that she was truely a dragonrider of pern.

Flits
Tao
Tao is a hyperactive adventurous bronze. a slightly Peter pan, never-want-to-grow-up attitude seems to be his motto. He is the oldest of Faerra's flits, the only one to come with her before she was at Fort, and very egotistic. He takes pride in what he does, thought that usually is made up of a great deal of showing off.

Apollo
Apollo is brave and adventurous, while at the same time being very loyal. Faerra likes to think of him as her happy medium flit, not too hyper, but not super lax. He is fun and has a love of sitting on Mystith's head.

Makko
Makko is the tamer of Fae's flits, being easygoing and patient. He seems to have a great tolerance for most things, and is quite dependable, with a memory and attention span unusual to a blue. He is prompt, and probably the best behaved of Faerra's firelizards, with a good temperment and willingness to do what she asks. However, he is still playful, and does enjoy romping with his flitterby friends.

Artemis
Much to Faerra's dismay, this small green flit seemed to be a female version of Tao, thought almost worse, considering her green nature makes her forgettful and easily distracted. Not very dependable, she is never the one to deliver messages because a) she would become distracted by a more endearing thing, and b) she would probably not drop it off on purpose, just for fun. She has adopted it as her life's mission to be utterly annoying, living only for fun, without care or responsibility.

Pets
Calypso
Calypso is an athletic but slim looking runnerbeast, five years old, and standing at about 15.5h. She has the looks of a variety of mixed breeds, though there is a strong semblence of egyptian arabian, as well as some thouroughbred, trahkner and possibly andulasian. Very scopey she has a sort of hunter style to her, and is both alert and intelligent.

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the last reserved, which I will probably never use, but, you know.

Faerra was peacefully laying agaist the hide of her dragon, when a sudden jump from the green caused her to start. She glanced up at her dragon's eyes, now whirling rapidly ina bright orange of distress. "What is it? What's wrong!?" She shouted, her gaze riveted on Mystith's eyes.

Thread falls! THREAD! Glith says so, Kerth says so! Thread falls! Kerth says to meet him in the weyrbowl! We must hurry!

At first, Faerra was motionless as the message sunk in. Thread!?

Yes mine, thread! Now quick, we must be as fast as we can!!

Finally getting it together, Faerra grabbed everything she thought she would need, pulling on her heavier clothes, taking her flight gear with her, and grabbing Mystith's harness from where she kept it. Luckily, the thing was recently oiled. Alright, let's go!