As Arad took to the sky, the color of his scales changed to meld into the cloudy sky.
ACHOOO! Merlin sneezed as the icy wind blew across her arms, "It's cold. Winter is close."
"Really?" Alcott looked at her, "It's not that cold for me,"
"It feels nice," Nina stared at her.
"You two are the strange ones," Ginger pulled a blanket from her pocket and curled into a ball.
"Too cold for you, human!" Arad growled, "Bask in my great flames!"
A mane of red flames burst on Arad's neck, covering the carriage in a gust of warm wind.
"You don't need to act while only us are here," Merlin stared at him, "But, thank you,"
Nina gave her axe to Alcott, "Can you sharpen it for me..."
"Still can't do it?" Alcott sighed, pulling his tools.
"I tried, but I ended up damaging the edge." Nina replied, "I'm not that good with skill work,"
