Winny fidgeted a bit. Jullyo was here to watch over her but it remained an unfamiliar place on another world. There were some peculiar people around though most of them were friendly, and people sometimes didn't understand her which caused problems and misunderstandings.
But she imagined being at a Weyr would be a similar experience. She'd also be away from her family and the familiar faces aorund the hall. At least music seemed to be a universal thing as she'd been able to play with a lot of the people around the Nidus. Some of the music was atonal or very rythmycally unstable. But a lot of what she found pleasing to her ears was liked by the people she'd met here.
Letting her mind wander had helped her calm down a bit, but her nerves played up again as a silence descended over the hatching area. Cracks appeared on several of the rocking eggs and everyone held their breaths to see what type of dragons would hatch.
Winny didn't mind, she would wait and see, and if no dragon was meant for her, she'd try another clutch. This was how it went and you could never be certain you'd impress until it happened. That was one of the biggest lessons she'd been taught here and she would repeat it like a mantra until she was called back to Remyndal.
"I'm sorry to pry but I don't think you'll be needing that."
Winny lost focus and suddenly realised that she was looking into the eyes of a small dragonet with a shimmery white hide and wings that seemed to be tinged with red.
"Are you hurt?" the girl asked, concerned.
"No, that's just my colour. Don't you like it?"
"Of course, I've just never seen anything like it."
Although of course the mother to this clutch also had red wings so it wasn't unlikely for her daughter to have them too.
"Good, let's get on with the show. My name is Nasizrith, would you be mine?"
Winny focused on the dragon. She could only feel light, love and optimism coming from her and just by trying to get closer, she felt those feelings strengthen her.
"I'd be delighted." she managed to say as talking was becoming hard.

Back home, Winny returned to her classes as she did still intend to become a musician.
"You can be a flying bard!" Nasizrith offered smugly.
"I guess I can." Winny laughed.
A thought suddenly occurred to her.
"Hey, Nasizrith? Can you take me to places away from Pern so I can study the music there too?"
"I don't see why I couldn't." Nasizrith said, "I need to know where to go but I already know Nidus Descendi, I can always get more bearings from the people there."
"Just think of all the new music I can bring home!" Winny shouted.
"Just think of all the people you'll be able to meet." Nasizrith added.
"I might need a little back-up with some." Winny said, suddenly feeling a bit shy.
"I'll have your back!"

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