The young page drew his sword, a gift from his brother. He smiled slightly, brushing his blonde hair away from his face. Galdeir's silver eyes narrowed, and the sword whistled through the air. For a page, he handled it with grace, but at the same time was aware of the damaged it could do.

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A glint of metal shown in the corner of Gwynn's hazel eyes, and she turned her head, tossing back locks of copper hair. The third-year page caught sight of boy practicing sword. Gwynn couldn't recall the name of the other page, in fact, she hadn't socialized with him at all.

Gwynn wore casual breeches, and a loose, tan shirt. Her own sword hung loosly at her side; Gwynn had been on her way to the practice yards herself. The page hoped this other practicer wouldn't mind her company.

Stepping foward timidly, Gwynn greeted the stranger.

"Hullo," she said, agily swinging over the fence.

Kataru was leaning against a fence when she saw two pages at a practice court. One of the girls looked familar from the Yamani Islands. She wondered what the two were going to practice as she watched the boy pull out a sword. Hm... this should be interesting. But I still can't figure out where I saw this girl. Kataru smiled at the thought. Nothing really had really made her think. Since she was the Commander of the Yamani Warrior she wondered if she has trained this young girl before...