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First Flight. In her mind she could feel that her dragon, Kastlin, was warm and drowsy. She wished that she could be out there with him basking in the sun. Yanne was bored of lessons, she hadn't realized that becoming a dragon rider meant so much time spent in lessons. She jerked back from her thoughts as the tutor asked her to tell the class how many different dragon types were mentioned in the passage he had just read. She knew she was busted because she hadn't been listening. She floundered for a moment deciding whether she could get away with a wild guess or not. "Four." Kastlin gave her the answer which she gratefully repeated to the t