[ShiffDrgnhrt]

Tyra sits at the small round table at home, various vials of colored ink spread out around a pile of blank parchments. She sits drawing whatever comes to mind, often having to be interpreted by each individual that sees the end results. She then looks up, and before her stands a elf-like five-year-old, a pair of swirling blue eyes looking back into her own violet orbs, a look of mixed fear-and-wonder in the other girls face. Tyra flashes her warm, winning smile, and says, "Hello..." to the new face, earning a smile from the blue-eyed girl. She sits down next to Tyra, and introduces herself as Seras, and the two begin painting.

Tyra had never gotten the chance to meet any other children. Being not even three years yet of age, Tyra was kept close to her mother and father, but this new comer was a treat. Tyra drew her family as she knew it; her Father and mother, herself, and Shadow (the families horse), while Seras did her best to show up the cheerful two and 3/4 year old. But Tyra showed no concern that her new and older friend had more skill then her. Tyra knew what she was drawing, and so did mommy and daddy. That's all she cared about.

After finishing, she runs over to her Father, a proud smile on her face, yelling, "Lookey! Look!" and stuffing the still damp parchment in her fathers face. After earning her fathers praise, and a compliment from Seras' mommy, Tyra jumped back in her seat to draw the same picture again, this time with their home in the background. For only one thing seemed to be the focus of Tyra's life at her age, her family.