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<blockquote data-quote="Keia" data-source="post: 1420982" data-attributes="member: 98">Lukisalinari dutifully followed the others of her clutch, working her way through the crevaces.&nbsp; Sometimes, she thought, it was good to be the smallest.&nbsp; Her heart caught every time This room with the stone dragons . . . Lukisalinari tried to remember its purpose.&nbsp; The room was fairly impressive and Lukisalinari's senses were overloaded by all of the new experiences.She didn't recognize all of what the green scales said . . . something of 'dragon, steal, captured, eggs'.&nbsp; She was fairly certain that steal was a dirty word (at least to silver dragons).&nbsp; Maybe they were bringing tribute that they had stealed . . . errr stolen.&nbsp; Lukisalinari racked her brain trying to figure out what was going on.When Kharasmadrion rushed out to confront the fellow dragon types and the pelt lip, Lukisalinari edged toward the leader of the clutch and waited on his response.Then she saw the oxen . . . she stared at them, pointed so the others would see what she was talking about, then all she could say was . . . &quot;Fooood.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Keia, post: 1420982, member: 98"] Lukisalinari dutifully followed the others of her clutch, working her way through the crevaces. [i]Sometimes,[/i] she thought, [i]it was good to be the smallest.[/i] Her heart caught every time This room with the stone dragons . . . Lukisalinari tried to remember its purpose. The room was fairly impressive and Lukisalinari's senses were overloaded by all of the new experiences. She didn't recognize all of what the green scales said . . . something of 'dragon, steal, captured, eggs'. She was fairly certain that steal was a dirty word (at least to silver dragons). Maybe they were bringing tribute that they had stealed . . . errr stolen. Lukisalinari racked her brain trying to figure out what was going on. When Kharasmadrion rushed out to confront the fellow dragon types and the pelt lip, Lukisalinari edged toward the leader of the clutch and waited on his response. Then she saw the oxen . . . she stared at them, pointed so the others would see what she was talking about, then all she could say was . . . [COLOR=Silver]"Fooood."[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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