Ice

Qweenblack strolled through the wide-open streets of the dragon adoption place. She saw some images of dragons and some of the dragons themselves, but none seemed interesting. Until, that is, she came to Swim and Splash's stand. They were standing right next to each other smiling bravely *and sometimes crying a little* as they tried to get people to adopt their hatchlings. They knew almost every dragon had to lose their hatchlings at some point, but they were still very sad that they had to get rid of them. There was a image of a pretty hatchling above their stand, but there was a sign under it saying A D O P T E D in large letters. Radon, who was accompanying her, looked up at the hatchling's image. "I wish that one was adopted. The other's worthless." he said. "RADON!" Qweenblack snapped. "Sorry!" Radon ducked under Qweenblack and the parent's piercing gazes. The hatchling he had insulted began to cry softly, and Qweenblack pushed Radon aside. She picked up the crying hatchling and handed it a handkerchief. The hatchling dried up its tears with it and then wadded it into a ball. She walked over to Radon and, in a squeaky hatchling voice, yelled "EVIL!" very loudly at him. Then she picked up a stone and threw it. The stone hit the large Imperial on the nose and he staggered backwards, surprised. Qweenblack smiled at the little hatchling. She turned to the parents. "Could we adopt this little one? I promise, Radon will be nice- he just meant that there are so many with these colors. They're actually really pretty." she said. The parents nodded and handed her a form for adoption. The hatchling squealed in delight and leapt onto Queenblack's side. Qweenblack helped her up and signed the form, glaring at Radon as she took flight.