As soon as Monarlisk landed, Pettic scrambled down. Cledo leaped at him, delighted to be once more on solid ground.
`It"s alright, boy," Pettic reassured him. `We"re down now."
Monarlisk looked at the pair.
`This isn"t my preferred cave, you know," he said. `I prefer to be near the Mother Volcano. We dragons believe we were created by the Mother Volcano many, many eons ago. Although we live long, there are no dragons alive today who remember the creation, so long ago was it. Still, this cave is warm and dry. I use it to keep things I find on the sacrifices."
He waddled towards the cave entrance and called to Pettic and Cledo, `Come on in. There"s lots of room in here for all three of us, you being so small. There"s actually enough room for two dragons."
They followed him into the cave
