[alright, I'll just join in then for now]
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Isolde woke with a stretch, blinking sleep from his pale teal eyes as he gazed around the camp. Spotting his best friend Teslim, he jumped to his feet and ran over, his tongue lolling with excitement.
Reaching the other trainee, Isolde leaped atop him and gnawed at his ear. "Teslim," he greeted politely, despite his chewing on his friend's ear.
He glanced at Swift, who was beside Teslim. He hadn't ever really spoken to her; for some reason he felt a bit shy around the pretty femme. In a much softer tone than he had spoken to Teslim in, he said to Swift: "Hello ..."













