“I’s like this, Spring,” Jade whispered as she scooted over to where Spring was sitting. “I didn’t know you’s could do’s all this.”
Spring looked around the wide burrow she had dug out of the soft soil under one of the immense trees above. The roots of the tree spread out, helping to support the walls of the den she had made. Inside the den, small droplets of water ran down from several of the roots and dripped into the large acorn shells that Bálint had found above.
When it became too dark to see and the rain began to fall, Spring had opened a hole near the base of the tree and told the other dragonlings, their symbiots, Roam, and Alice to follow her. The symbiots, happy to finally have a chance to rest, quickly shifted together until they formed a large mattress on the soft, cool dirt
