[Starflight had been enthralled by the scholars and lore keepers since they first showed up, and had been frequenting their lessons as often as he could. He had even memorized the way from the dens to one of the main courtyards so he wouldn't have to ask for directions every time.

He walked into the courtyard, dark gray bandages covering his eyes and a strip of bright white scales around his neck. His own hatchling dragon had made a habit of looping her long body around his neck like a living necklace. Sniffing the air, he frowned, tongue flicking out like a snake. It didn't smell like there were many scavengers here.]

I didn't miss the lesson, did I?