Title: A Dreamweaver's Path
Author: Nemainofthewater
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognise. I'm afraid this is the only disclaimer for the story as I'll probably keep forgetting it.
Prologue
Leiard watched Auraya steadily, barely suppressing a chuckle as she started to ask questions about the garpa seeds that he was holding. He didn't think he had ever heard anyone ask so many questions in one breath.
"Auraya," he started to say, stopping suddenly as he heard the sound of a twig breaking. He frowned.
Extending his senses he saw two Dunwayans coming towards them.
He glanced at Auraya quickly, who had not noticed anything wrong and was still waiting for him to continue.
"Auraya," he started again quickly, "whatever happens, don't say a word."
At that very moment the two Dunwayans burst out of the undergrowth.
"Dreamweaver," one of them grunted "is there anyone else in the in the forest?" "I couldn't say," Leiard replied evenly, shooting a warning glance at Auraya who had narrowly stopped herself from saying something, "Many people walk in the forest."
The two Dunwayans glanced at each other.
"Fine then, follow us, and don't try to run away."
They both followed him immediately.
About ten minutes later they stood d outside the town hall.
"Auraya!" a woman cried out tearfully, wrapped in a shawl that did not completely hide how thin and pale she was.
"I thought I'd lost you! There were warriors on the street, and I couldn't find you!"
"Its fine Mother," Auraya replied, "I was with Leiard the whole time." Auraya's mother pursed her lips. "I don't know, he's responsible but he's a Dreamweaver! They're enemies of the Circle." "He's fine Mother," replied Auraya, wondering how she was going to tell her that she wanted to be a Dreamweaver.
Later that night, just as Auraya fell asleep, she thought she heard a voice calling her name. It almost sounded like
: Leiard?
: Auraya.
A man in a Dreamweaver's vest suddenly materialised in her mind.
: Leiard, is this dream linking?
: Yes. Forgive me, but I needed to speak to you about an urgent matter.
: What is it? My mother didn't get worse, did she?
: No, nothing like that. Auraya, I have been teaching you for a long time, and I was wondering whether you wanted to make the arrangement official. Auraya, will you be my student?
: Leiard, of course I want to be your student. If you hadn't asked me I would have you.
: Well, yes I hoped you might feel like that. Well then, training starts as soon as the Dunwayans have gone. Good night.
: Good night.
A/N: Well that's it for the prologue. I apologise for it being short, but I promise I'll make it longer next chapter.