"I'll show you to your tent" Stacia said. "Hope you don't mind sharing."
"Not at all."
The sun had warmed the ground enough that the paths were muddy. There was a boot brush outside the tent for scraping off the mud.
Inside the tent, were ten dragons. All of the dragons had people bedding down around them. There was a single heater in the middle.
"No different than Eastson, Tempura said.
"We don't get as cold as they do. There should be just enough room for Canessa and Nona."
Pattera, a female dragon announced herself with a bowed head. We honored.
The people were just as gracious and two blankets were offered to her.
"One for the ground and one to cover up with," a man said who handed them to her.
"Thank you," Tempura said.
Nona squeezed in and curled up. Canessa then followed.
