Angel

Arrival
It was a humid summer’s night when a mirror came to the clan’s doorstep. Bugs circled a lantern that hung over the tent flap. The leader, Iris, came out upon hearing them arrive. She looked at the terracotta dragon inquisitively.
“I have the children.” he gave a backwards nod. “All three of them.”
Behind him sat three female hatchling not a day old along with a huge albino ridgeback. He watched them carefully, not as a parent would, but as a guard. There were two guardians and one tundra. All of them looked vastly different than the next. One appeared like she just walked out of a bubble gum factory explosion, the other like an exotic bird. Iris’ eyes settled on the guardian with the nice pair of ruby red wings. She lost herself for a bit, watching the young dragon draw with her claws in the dirt. Iris shook her head and looked at the mirror.
“Wonderful. How much was it? 4000 treasure for each that makes…”
“12,000 treasure.” the mirror finished.
“Yes. Just a moment.”
She flew back into the tent to fetch the money from the vault.
The mirror sat at the front of the tent patiently. He looked back at the girls with a cocked eyebrow.
Iris returned.
“Here it is. 12,000 treasure.”
She handed him the fabric pouch.
“Pleasure doing business with you.”
The albino grunted. The girls, taking this as their cue, walked up to Iris and sat at her feet. The four of them watching the two dragons spread their wings and ascend into the sky.