Mayleen pondered upon all the Lore Mistress said. She did not mind hard work or studying whatever that may be. It was about the bond she would have with her dragon. She stood up as was her custom to ask her question. She waited to called upon, "Our tribe and family live with the Silver Dragons. We gots bonds with dragons but our descendants will takes care of living dragons. Do this means that either of us dies the other dies too?"