This is Dreammaker.
*Ugggghhh,* thought Dreammaker as she flew back to her home. *I HATE fighting practice. Especially fighting against that cheater, _________.* She tilted her wings, catching a warm air current and swooping down onto the landing. *At least we went to the library afterwards. That scroll, "Animus History," was pretty interesting. I'll finish it tomorrow.* Her talons touched the ledge. "Hi, Dad!" she yelled, and disappeared inside. "Oh, no! Not rattlesnakes again!"
