Rakka had been at the weyr for only a short time now, but she had come to believe it was the only place she could ever be. It was entirely different from the stifling, suffocating environment that she had grown up in. While she was sure her father wasn't entirely pleased with the fact she'd been searched. How could he possibly say no to Dragonriders. It had all been wrapped up very neatly, and now here she was.

It was a dream come true for her, ever since she was a child she'd been obsessed with dragonlore, and while, at the time she thought the majestic beasts extinct, their return to Pern was a bright light. A beacon of a better time. She stood off to one side, arms wrapped around her body in a comforting hug. Life here was certainly different, barely anyone knew who she was, though could that really be a bad thing?

It seemed to her, the perfect chance to reinvent herself away from the pokey old hold. Brown eyes watched the dragon in the sky with delight as the agile green did neat wingtip turn, and then settled next to the much larger gold. They were such intelligent, beautiful creatures. Rakka thought. She wondered absently if she could get one to talk to her again, like that one green had when she'd been searched. Rakka still wondered if she'd somehow imagined it all. Umm... hi? She thought, hoping that maybe... maybe something would happen.

Oh you're being silly Rakka. No one would want to talk to you, especially a dragon. She chided herself, sinking against the wall at her back. She felt like a little fish in a big pond right now. So out of place. But she didn't want to go back, not to the uncertainty that hold-life held.

Her brows were furrowed in concentration when, clear as a bell in her mind she heard the voice of a dragon, or what she assumed had to be the dragon. Her brown eyes widened, and she swallowed nervously. She was so beautiful, and large, though... which one had spoken... thought?

She hesitantly stepped forward, fingers wrapped tightly around her arms. She wasn't nervous... exactly, though anyone in their right mind should be at least a little apprehensive of these great beasts... if only because one could accidentally squish you no problem.

"Umm... hi!" She spoke up, feeling incredibly awkward at the moment, but at the same time, exhilarated at the idea of communicating with a dragon. Her brown eyes were wide with excitement, interest, and the decision that she was going to have a conversation with these beautiful creatures if she could at all... though she hoped it didn't upset their riders too much.

"I'm Rakka... I-erm... I'm kinda new-ish here..." She admitted, still awkwardly, brown eyes shining with years of admiration for dragonkind. "I-you're both so beautiful! Umm noble, umm... regal." She stumbled over her words, trying to correct herself, not wanting to offend a creature who could probably blow on her and send her flying away.