Macy stepped into the room wearing a loose, shimmery dress with black tights and short black oxford heels. She was feeling confident and excited. Grabbing a name tag from a pile by the door, she quickly jotted down in her elegant scrawl:

Macy Jane Collins
DRCMC, Junior Dragon Restraint Officer

She proudly pinned the tag to her dress and stepped into place in line, holding her tattered wand in hand, ready for the weighing. She had noticed everyone else doing that earlier, and was glad, for she didn't like to look unprepared or, especially, *shudder* inexperienced.