You step out from the hallways onto a soft wheaten down, the uncut stalks waving slightly in the winter breeze. You realize with a chill that it's still pretty cold, and pull your coat tighter around your neck, when you realize someone's actualy out here! Oh, Shaylar again, you realize. No one else would dare be out in this weather. (But then why are you out here? What? Oh, never mind!) Anyway, Shaylar is leaning over a small rock, but you can't see what she's doing, so you step a little closer to see. Oh! It's a pair of tiny dragons!


Suddenly she looks up and smiles. "I know, I know, it may be cold now, it's alot nicer in the noon hours though." She rubs her gloved hands together for a moment before picking up the tiny hatchling, "This is Dewflower, and her brother Myrr! They're special Christmas dragons from the land of Kali. I hope it's not too cold out here, but then it's really the time of year, and besides if it gets bad we'll always let her come inside." You inwardly agree whole-heartedly about going inside, but Shaylar's thoughts seem to have wandered from the conversation back to the tiny hatchling, so you decide to take your leave.

Dewflower is from the Land of Kali

Perhaps you'll head back in to the dragon hall?

Or maybe you'll want to tell us about the adverse conditions this time of year.

Oh yes! I made this background, please don't take it!