She looked at him oddly a moment, her expression unreadable, but her eyes shifted to a cold ice blue. After a few minutes deliberation she turned her back to him, and started pulling her shirt off. Up it came, over her head and folded, then set beside her. She pulled her hair forward to hide her chest, revealing her for now empty back.
"The one on my neck didn't really hurt..I think Teacher drugged me though, everything seemed dulled..I felt like I was floating above it all, even when they strapped my arms to the chair I wasn't concerned..I was aware that someplace else there was a person in pain..But it wasn't me...Teacher kept making me look him in the eyes, even though I argued that it was disrespectful..I think that was how he kept me from floating away..."
"The next set of tattoos I got were the ones binding me to the clan, the lands and the Heartstone." She paused here, her eyes closed. A faint shimmer began at the points of her shoulders and spread, forward down her upper arms and down her back and ribs. Vanishing into her pant line. It was an intricate tribal design, similar to Celtic knots but even more intricate. They appeared to form a frame of sorts.
"Then I left the Clan..Teacher had taught me all he could and said it was time to move on..He sent me to a nest of dragons, the Elder there took me under his tutelage. He taught me to embrace who I am, what I am, and to control my magics to a finer degree then Teacher had..After he passed and I declined leadership I returned to my former clan and got another tattoo, one of myself...And of Elder."
She shivered a moment, then the shimmering started down the middle of her back and spread to her ribs. It resolved into a blue black dragon, curled like a cat with the wings outspread. The edge of the wing curled around her ribs on the left side. Above and to the right of it was a shining blue and golden dragon, in the air, wings narrowly folded, and long tail lashing.
It was poised as if demanding respect of the other one. Maw wide, flames shooting out. The tail curled around her ribs, in between them was a golden wolf, looking out. It resided in the small of her back. And standing beside it was a human. In the distance there stood a small red and black figure.
"These last two hurt, yet I knew it needed to be done..So I held still for it. Now, the last one..The one on my wrist didn't really hurt..At least not until he killed himself.. I was warned that they might flare with power..It's been happening a lot lately..." She trailed off and sat, cross legged with her hands on her thighs. Her eyes half-closed and distant.