Caitlin's Student (Anna)

The town of Helgen was in pieces, I have heard.  Falkreath's graveyard was expanding more and more, especially due to the recent civil war. Crossing my fingers that the Last Dragonborn would defeat Alduin the World-Eater, I made my way through the Hold with a heavy heart and a contemplative conscience. Something told me this would be a rough era for everyone, disorderly and destructive. Then, a random guy in blue tore across the landscape, interrupting my thoughts. He was very tall and athletic and his full diamond armor went clank, clank, clank as he ran.

A red-haired girl of about eleven ran frantically over to me. A half-eaten baguette in one hand, she asked a question for me, something I never expected.
           "Vous connaissez Monsieur Velothi?" I did, as a matter of fact. He was one of my friends.
           "Oui. Porquoi?" I didn't know what this girl wanted with Valan. I looked at her carefully. She didn't look like a Breton or even like she was from our universe. However, her brilliant green eyes were anything but human. She looked excited and ready to explode.
           "Mon copain Adrian a besoin de parler avec Monsieur Velothi." She held out a notepad for me which had a neon purple gel pen attached. I handed it to Farkas. He was much better at exchanging information than I was. The little red-haired girl ran off thanking us. I just hoped the skeletons weren't hungry for bread. Juliette came up from behind me.
          "Was that Alex?"
          "No idea."
          "Yeah. This Caitlin keeps talking about her private student, Alex. To be honest, she fits the description to a T."
          "Lively, intelligent, and usually asking for random things?"
          "That's Alex!" How does Caitlin even put up with this little ball of energy? She must be a very good teacher if she can subdue Alex enough to hit a pitch...or two...or ten. That and she manages rooms full of sixth graders! I can barely keep my dragons under control sometimes.

(A/N: Alex is cute, isn't she?)