“Andarnaurram.” The sweet, high voice of the golden fills my mind. “Andarna for short.” I feel the blood rush from my face, and the edges of my vision sway as I pivot on my good ankle, staring back across the field at where the golden dragon—Andarna—now stands between Tairn’s front legs. “Excuse me?”
OMG YEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!!! YOU GOT TWO DRAGONS!!!!!!!! TWWWWOOOOOO!!!!
