Night
I wake up at midnight. I see Mine dragons, scratching about in the moonlight. A Nebula dragon floats across the sky, causing it to block out the moon. An Electrum dragon sneaks past, and runs away. I get up, and float toward the forest. I see something. A young person bends toward an injured baby Crypt dragon. He wraps the dragon's leg up in some kind of white leaves. He puts the dragon down and it scampers off to its parents. They bring it back into the forest. The boy grabs me. I struggle and bite him. He lets go for a second, and I crouch and tremble. A baby Bismuth dragon is following him. "I'm Drake," he says. "I love him. I was given to him when I was an egg. I hatched quickly. We've been friends ever since."
"Yes Drake," says the boy. "We certainly have."
We hear a roar from the forest. A baby Dark dragon rushes out of the trees. It's thin, and injured. An Ortreat dragon crashes out. "Please!" yells the Dark dragon. "I was just gathering food! I didn't mean to step on your tail!"
"I'M NOT ANGRY ABOUT THAT!" shouts the Ortreat dragon. "Someone stole all my treats!"
"Wellthere'saStormdragonoverthereshiftingsomestuffaround!" mutters Speedy. "Ifthathelps."
"Oops! Cover blown!" mumbles the Storm dragon, and flies off.
The Ortreat dragon nudges a few treats over to the Dark dragon, and flies after the Storm dragon.
"Charlie! Where are you?!" shouts a picture that's blue on a circle the boy is holding.
"Sorry Mum!" 'Charlie' says.
"Hi Daisy," Drake says to a Clover dragon in the picture. The picture turns off, and the woman appears riding the Clover dragon, and a man appears riding a Nectar dragon. Charlie and Drake hop onto the green back of the Clover dragon. They fly off. A young girl, riding a Blue Moon dragon, joins them. A family of Valor dragons walk around, replacing the now leaving family of Mine dragons. Dungeon dragons yawn and sleep. Lodestone dragon eggs shake. A family of Bronze dragons fiercely protect their young, biting the tails of any dragon who comes near. A juvenile Halo dragon wanders into the nest, poking round the eggs. It then feels teeth sink into its back. It runs off, to hide in a tree. All through the night I watch Hail dragons and Pharaoh dragons, even a Garnet dragon flying through the sky.