[[Oh yeah, I better do the Reapings bit too!]]
Enid
"Enid!" Said the Reapings dragon standing up on the stage. Enid's eyes widdened and he shivered "me...? What...?" He thought, confused. "Enid? Come forward please! Don't be shy now," The dragon called again, peering over the crowd below her. The crowd of relieved dragons parted, opening up a pathway towards the stage. Enid gulped and slowly walked up onto the stage, trying to ignore the hundreds of eyes locked on him. "Congratulations!" Said the dragon cheerfully, giving him an encouraging smile. Enid stared blankly back at her, still in shock. He was going to Capitol, sent to surely die in a horrible, bloodthirsty game for their amusement. He let out a long breath and nodded to the crowd, before turnign towards the Justice building to await his depature.
Terrain
Terrain waited eagerly as District 7's Reapings begun. Surely this year she'd get chosen? She paced on the spot, hoping from foot to foot, staring at the stage. At last, one of the Capitol's dragins hopped onto the stage. "Good morning District 7, and goodluck to all you eager yound dragons!" She said, smiling at the dragons below her. "Now, ladys first..." She pulled out a slip of paper and read out a name. Terrain's stomach dropped in dissapointment. It wasn't her! She looked over at the dragon who had been called, who happened to be standing nearby. The chosen dragon gasped nervously, and began to walk timidly towards the stage. Terrain leapt in front of her, knocking her out of the way. "I volunteer as a tribute!" Terrain growled loudly. "That's fine with me," Whispered the chosen dragon shyly. "Well, I suppose that's settled then. What's your name?" Said the Capitol dragon on stage. "Terrain," Terrain replied, flapping onto the stage and posing triumphtly. At last: a chance to show the Capitol what she could do!
Enid
"Enid!" Said the Reapings dragon standing up on the stage. Enid's eyes widdened and he shivered "me...? What...?" He thought, confused. "Enid? Come forward please! Don't be shy now," The dragon called again, peering over the crowd below her. The crowd of relieved dragons parted, opening up a pathway towards the stage. Enid gulped and slowly walked up onto the stage, trying to ignore the hundreds of eyes locked on him. "Congratulations!" Said the dragon cheerfully, giving him an encouraging smile. Enid stared blankly back at her, still in shock. He was going to Capitol, sent to surely die in a horrible, bloodthirsty game for their amusement. He let out a long breath and nodded to the crowd, before turnign towards the Justice building to await his depature.
Terrain
Terrain waited eagerly as District 7's Reapings begun. Surely this year she'd get chosen? She paced on the spot, hoping from foot to foot, staring at the stage. At last, one of the Capitol's dragins hopped onto the stage. "Good morning District 7, and goodluck to all you eager yound dragons!" She said, smiling at the dragons below her. "Now, ladys first..." She pulled out a slip of paper and read out a name. Terrain's stomach dropped in dissapointment. It wasn't her! She looked over at the dragon who had been called, who happened to be standing nearby. The chosen dragon gasped nervously, and began to walk timidly towards the stage. Terrain leapt in front of her, knocking her out of the way. "I volunteer as a tribute!" Terrain growled loudly. "That's fine with me," Whispered the chosen dragon shyly. "Well, I suppose that's settled then. What's your name?" Said the Capitol dragon on stage. "Terrain," Terrain replied, flapping onto the stage and posing triumphtly. At last: a chance to show the Capitol what she could do!











