Terezi sighed as Karkat huffed. He did have a point, though. How did they get here? He probably knew better than her. What was this Alagaesia place? After a moment of debate, she concentrated more on smelling her surroundings. So many colors. It was blinding, really. She had no idea where anything was. She just wanted to walk around and lick these creatures. They claimed they were dragons, but she wasn't sure. She couldn't smell properly. Maybe just one lick...

"Terezi, what are you doing?"

"Nothing." She halted her slow creep over toward a red 'dragon'.

"Sure looks like something. These things could eat us-wait. Where'd everyone go?"

Terezi sighed. Unlike him, she'd been paying attention. One by one, the other trolls had been led away to who knows where. But she knew that they were in no way harmed, unlike Karkat would believe. There'd be a big ruckus if they'd been threatened, and then these 'dragons' would be awake. But they still slept, so she was alright.

After a while, one of the human-like creatures-they called themselves elves-came and led her away. Before long, the rocky path gave way to grass, and the area was no longer bare, but surrounded by trees. Terezi welcomed the decline of color for once, and took a deep breath of the forest air.

She followed the elf-who was unnaturally silent aside from a few words of a foreign language-until they came across a large meadow. She could smell two small orbs of color, one red, the other teal. Beyond, she could smell her ten friends (if all could be considered that) and ten smaller forms near them. She wondered what could be going on.

The elf that had led her cleared his throat, then started talking in English. "You and your...friends are quite the interesting lot. All ten presented to dragon eggs have had one hatch for them. We have only two eggs left. We actually had to ask the dragons for a few more. They complied grudgingly. We'd like to see if you and your last friend are as special as the other ten."

Terezi was about to respond when she heard Vriska mutter something about 'not friends'. She snickered, but the elf didn't seem pleased. After a moment, Terezi hesitantly took a step forward, glancing back at the elf, who seemed slightly impatient. She looked back at the two spots of color-the eggs, he said?-and walked toward them. She found it humourous coincidence that the two remaining colors were the blood color of the two who had yet to be presented to the eggs. As a cruel joke, she stepped more toward the red egg, and was answered by a loud 'CRACK!'. She was pretty sure that the other egg would have surely hatched for her as well, if she'd gone toward it.

There was another loud crack, but not as loud, and after three more, there was a dragon curling itself around her feet. The elf muttered something in its language, but she paid him no heed. He did sound rather suprised. She reached down to pet the bright red dragon, and was met by a flash of pain as it butted up against her hand.