I dream of Polar night

"A storm wolf he was - with a thunderous bark, a howl so mighty, loud and strong that it could take whole forests down. He could make clouds clash together and the lightening appear - you will see that one day, don't worry," Osprey remembered in the last moment that Charon was still a young kid and that he hadn't seen a lot of the things she mentioned and considered obvious.

"Drake's friends did dare him to pull on dragon's tail. They found the exact location, where the dragon was sleeping - it was not that hard to do, because there was a big, gray raincloud hovering right above the wolf. And they told that, if Drake isn't going to pull the tail, then he will be called norgle for life. And being a "norgle" among trolls is something you don't want to be.

So Drake - despite being scared to the core - sneaked to the sleeping wolf, got hold of it's big tail and gave a mighty tug. Everything happened in a blur from that point on, because there was an ear-splitting roar, Drake felt being pulled off the ground, was tossed in the sky and what he knew next - he was flying over the tree-tops in high speed. Until..." here Osprey stopped and looked expectantly at Charon. "What do you think - what happened then?"