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"You found them," asked Nibal. He jumped happily and started off in the direction that Vorel was heading. "Yay! Popsicles!" He wished that he was getting a frost dragon instead of a green dragon. Then he could have a dragon to make him popsicles all of the time. He'd have to ask P'las what green dragons could do that was cool. And maybe he could go visit his egg again. He got to visit it quite a bit and P'las always answered all of his questions about what his dragon was going to be like.

Vorel led the way to the juice boxes, looking them over before he lowered his head to nudge his nose against one of them. He gave a slow, steady outlet of cold breath that froze the contents of the juiceboxes and left frost behind on the outside of them. When he was sure that they must be done he lifted his head and sat back, grinning. There we go! A yummy treat, of course now he needed someone that could open up the box and let said treat out. That someone had to be either Nibal or Caden they had small enough hands that they could do it no problem right?


"I will make sure that Vorel is very gentle with everyone, I will even have him lay down if you think that will be easier for you." That way the dragon would appear smaller to the Fleur, Ligeia figured.

"O-Okay..." Fleur stammered in response, willing to give Vorel another chance with both Ligeia's and Drez's encouragement. He held the purple bead Drez gave him tightly, drawing courage from it as he followed them back into the next room. His ears perked up at all the noise the other children were making, his tail twitching when he saw Vorel again, but he kept himself steady, determined to not make another slip-up like before.

The lion was not quite as enthralled with the juice popsicles as Nibal, but he was just as amazed at Vorrel's method of making them. For once in his short life, he remembered his manners and mumbled something along the lines of "Thank you." at the dragon as he slit one of the boxes with a claw. Timidly, he approached the crouching beast, frozen juice cube extended in one hand.

"Hay Vorrel. D'you want a popsicle too?"

"O-Okay," Fleur stammered, finally mostly relaxed. He looked up when they entered the other room, tensing and bushing his tail out when he saw Vorel again, but he did his very best to neither spray nor run again even as he was coaxed closer to the large, scary dragon. Vorel had his head down near some of the other kids, but they were laughing...Fleur assumed that meant he really was not as scary as he looked.

Nibal grinned at Vorel's expression as the dragon ate a treat. He quickly tried to eat his before it melted completely in his hands, which were already getting juice on them. Popsicles were so good!

Vorel looked over at Caden and his offering of another of the tasty treats and he gladly took it from the lion, chewing on it before he turned his head to see his owl returning with the other two boys, "Ligeia! Your back." He said happily, the name clear but the rest in the dragon's language.

Ligeia gave a nod then reached a hand out to Vorel, "Come here? Lay down so that Fleur and Drez can more easily pet you?" He asked of his dragon partner hoping that he would do as asked without question. He wanted for Fleur to be able to see that Vorel was a good dragon.

The Frost nodded before moving closer, laying down next to Ligeia, tail swishing and the owl knelt down to pet him, "See? He likes to be pet. And if you ask nicely maybe he will give everyone a ride." Vorel seemed to do well enough with giving out rides to everyone that Ligeia asked him to give rides too. It was a plus that everyone was also pretty small here so he should be able to carry them all easily.