"This is ridiculous," Sheila complained.
"What? What is?" Reondor asked fiercely.
"What? What is not!! I give up, I can't go like this anymore. I am a dragon, why will I mine gold? What for?" Sheila complained further, smacking her large golden limbs on the rock of gold she was digging off the mountain.
"You dare..." Reondor replied with a low growl.
"Oh yes, I dare... you told us nothing... you just came, told us we are relocating, and said everyone should start mining gold. For what? Why? Why are we even relocating?!!"
"Sheila is right Elder Reondor, we are quite young and probably don't know much as Erog or Sheila or you but we deserve some answers too. Fruvreg, a hatchling of a little over a hundred years said.
"Uhh... look at the little boy being all mature..." Sheila commented with a grin and looked at Reondor.
Reondor's gaze turned to Erog, "Have you been allowing her around the young ones."
