Sunbeam Lair oceans away

Over the past several days there had been a drastic drop in the temperature. Of course, she worried for her children, often examining them and ensuring that they were each warm enough. It bothered her, how severe the weather had become, as well as made her curious—had someone done something to offend the dragons so terribly that they’d thought it reasonable to steal from the Earth their warmth? She pondered over the question, replaying all that had happened as of late and trying to piece together what might have caused the change. Aside from the appearance of Judas and the disappearance of Ukko, she’d been unable to come up with anything significant, thus leaving her in the dark. In death, she would ask the dragons about what had happened, but for now, she’d tried to focus on figuring out ways to better protect her hatchlings.

Through the lair she’d walked, a chill running down her spine every once in a while. The low temperatures had created a thin layer of ice over the majority of the water sources within the lair, which, in all honesty, she wasn’t exactly worried about. It was along one of the many creeks that she’d been walking prior to branching off and heading elsewhere, having eventually spotted Hadraniel. An idea popped into her head the moment she’d seen him, but it’d not been voiced immediately. Instead, she’d approached with a soft chuff, then asked, “How are you faring in this cold?” They were lucky to be sheltered by the cavern’s walls, the flow of the wind barely reaching them. It was still frigid, and terribly so, but not nearly as bad as it could have been if they’d settled in an open field with the wind beating against their bodies.