"You can't just casually come here and tell us that you are going to raise a mountain range and that the wyverns are moving here." Gil's voice had risen in octaves when he found himself being asked for help on this matter.
"It is going to happen. I am the one guiding the earth wyvern race. They will be under my care." Terron wa speaking with a calm and collected expression. He didn't seem to find that this was something a little outrageous to ask in the east.
"No, having me get the elves, and Alma, to make an entire mountain habited with plants so that it is a more natural environment is ridiculous. The area we have here is too small too. The dragon villages can't have such a large space that won't work as a farm or anything." Gil Was beside himself with the fact that Terron might not have thought this through at all.
"There is a plan in place. The village I have will be mixed with the wyverns as well." Teron still pushed forward.
