“Thank you,” I whispered. The firedrake replied with a quiet moan of fire and song. Her silver-and-black eyes were ancient and wise as she studied me, her tail flicking back and forth pensively. She stretched her wings to their full extent before tightening them around her body and dematerializing. All that was left of the firedrake was a tingling sensation in my ribs that told me somehow she was inside me, waiting until I needed her.
