Sleeping Dragon there's galaxies hidden behind your tired eyes

Her eyes marginally widened when the Heda approached her. It was true. She had known the Heda had fled, but her trace had never been found. Well, she did not know if they had even looked. "Heda," She dipped her head, slightly exposing the soft of her neck to show she had no intention of attacking. It was important for the commander to know this, for afterall she was but a stranger and a familiar face."Ai laik Rebekka kom Trigeda," She did not think the Heda knew her by name, but there was the possibility that she seen of her face. Rebekka's features did not blend in easily. 

"Gavriel insisted I come," She looked off slightly to where he had vanished, still wondering many things about the man and his partner, Wildfire. They had been quite different from what she observed. "Ba em was ai own kuriosity krom mafta op em hir,"She did not want Heda to think she was uninterested, and that she had not come on her own terms. Rebekka did not do anything unless she wanted to, not by anyone else's means. She did not straight out seek an invitation to join, nor presumed that she was even worthy of such an honor as to be in the Heda's company.

She did not know what she was looking for exactly, but once she found it, she would know."Ai laik hir gon yu air de Heda. Der ste no moun woirt tekcher krom mafta op," That was what she strived for, someone to learn from, to follow so that one day she might become like her predecor. Trigeda was sufficent enough, but she could never become better from them. She did not settle for medicoricy. This place, Drageda, she knew did not accept the decent but the best.