Learning the Ropes (Dragon Training lesson 2)

Ricimar had found that he need an actual job and well he could not help it the tribe had been falling apart for the last few years being in Russia at the time he thought he would apply to a position there though he never thought he would be offered a job though here he was setting up his class. He honestly did not want to let the headmistress down though he was far from a professor that any of these students would ever of seen. He wore his traditional native garb of buckskin shirt and trousers as he was not going to wear those stuffy traps of clothing they called robes. He had decided to start them off with the basics and have them learn to tie knots as they were important to keeping the dragon under control and he did not think any of them were ready to see an actual dragon.

Liuva was rather irritated that her father forged documents and forced her to get some form of a more formal education. She had survived for centuries living off of tribal education, so why did she need to go to this stupid school? She went to the part of the grounds her father's class was at. "This was an awful idea." She lightly scratched her arm under the robe she found to be rather itchy.