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Vela's breathing hitched lightly. She wasn't breathing that loudly so she was pretty sure that Drogon didn't notice her little hitch in breathing. But she rather liked to hear that he wanted to see her every morning. The young girl showed him a dashing smile. "Then why don't you spend the night with me, then you can see me every morning," she pointed out, clearly flirting with him. The girl wasn't that innocent anymore. She was starting to learn that males could be rather interesting to her. The pedestal her father was standing on was slowly being brought down now she was getting older.

"More fighting lessons?," she sounded hopeful. She wanted to progress. She learned to attack from Drogon, and defense from Hydra and her mother but she wanted to know more. Not only patroling but more fighting moves. Perhaps she was even down to do more some conditioning. 'What types of conditioning can I do to make my fight stamina better?," she wondered.