Arrow Lake If you see something, say nothing and drink to forget

He needed little prompting to continue. Dragomir was already attempting to catch another snowflake before Aure implored him to try again. His tall ears swung back to listen as she spoke, but his eyes were on the falling skies and the soft white petals that fell from it. He waggled his head this way and that, aiming to catch each drifting snowflake on his outstretched tongue. His coordination left much to be desired, however, and his efforts mostly hindered what would have happened naturally if only he stayed still.

Vercingetorix had gathered his cubs to his breast prior to leaving and told them he was off to make a better world for them. This was something Dragomir had neither understood nor committed to his memory. There had been a solemnity about the affair that meant he would remember it a little longer than other things, but the significance of it was lost completely on him. Had he been a few weeks older, then perhaps Verx's intentions might have sprang from his lips then, easing his mother's worried heart. Alas, little Drago wasn't even aware yet that his sire was well and truly gone.

So it was that Aure's reassurances fell on unknowing ears. By now he recognized certain words, and turned to look at her when she uttered his name, and perked his ears when she called him dragon; the rest was mostly gibberish, though it wouldn't be long now. Aaanana, he replied, wavering in place as he watched her curiously.