"I'd like to apply," you tell Ousaf, and he grins.
"Great. First of all, though, there's the paperwork to get through." He notices the slight groan you give at that and his grin widens. "I know, I know, it's dull, but it has to be done. You don't think these pegasai are going to let their foals go just anywhere, do you?"
"I suppose not," you admit reluctantly. "Okay, let's get this over with."
Ousaf starts patting his pockets, pulling out various items and dropping them in his search for the documents.
"Is this it?" you ask, picking up a sheet of paper that fell out unnoticed. Ousaf glances at it.
"No, but feel free to take a look anyway. That just gives you a list of the pegasai ranking, from highest to lowest."
You feel intrigued by this, so you start to read.
Ousaf withdraws two more pieces of paper.
"Ha! Got 'em!" He hands them to you. "Look...I gotta go now. Just read the rules and then if you're still interested, fill out the form and send it in, okay?"
"Okay," you agree, say goodbye and start reading the rulesheet.