It seemed like she was trapped in her thoughts for an eternity before she heard her name. She opened her eyes lazily to see who had called her name, she she saw that it was Drake, she raised her head from the floor. The lack of peaceful rest and a long day gave Kyra a calmness that was different from her normally alert lively self. This calmness made her seem more mature than she actually was, the light of the fire causing her scales to look like burning embers.<br/><br/>"Master Drake," She said respectfully, her voice deeper, softer, "many thoughts trouble me. They will be gone by dawns light, but their presence is quite painful now. Perhaps you can help to ease my mind. I must ask, would you care to take me as a student and be my Master? I know that you are a so very powerful, and you probably wouldn't want to go through the trouble of training me. I'll tell you now that I am not a born natural, but I am determined to learn." Kyra looked at Drake with wide admiring, reflective blue eyes. Not hopeful, but wishful.