Zandra was fully focused on her brewing. Zita, that sat at one of the roof beams looked down at her. She liked to sit there and watch her tamer work. But today she wasnt in the mood to just sit and stare at someone else. She wanted out to meet new faces. She flew down on the workbench and let out a cry. Zandra looked up from the root she was chopping to pieces."What is it Zita?" She said with a caring tone. The human nodded when Zita let out another couple of cries. She watched when her hand swi