The village was buzzing with activity when they returned from the field. As they passed a few groups, Gale could hear them talking about Aatrox, their stories of the large black dragon reaching her ears. Her father settled a hand on her shoulder, the touch enough to comfort her a little. She couldn't say anything to them, knowing Aatrox didn't want them to know what he really was. Instead, she focused on getting to the dwelling. As they passed the square, she could hear an excited voice shouting about the dragon in the field. "It was huge!!" The voice shouted. When she turned to see who it was, she could see one of the younger boys that had been working in the field. The boy couldn't have been more than maybe ten years old, his brown eyes wild with excitement and a large grin on his face a
