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"Frill, don't go to far!" G'ractore called after her. Galieth blew a small fire ball that was the same shade of color as the sun right in front of Frill without having himself seen, wondering if she would try to touch it.
Frill grabbed it, twirling around it, laughing she blew on it causing it to sparkle.
He flew to the ground and dug around until he found some clay. He softened it and started to shape it. Soon, he had a minature dragon. It had triangle-ish shaped wings, extra large front paws, the typical scalene eyes, and very detailed scales. He carried it into a tiny, secret cave and a purple light poured out of the opening. He put up a barrier to hide it from prying eyes and didn't come out for a while. When he did, he looked slightly exhausted but very happy and proud. He called to something inside the cave and the clay dragon, now alive and moving, walked out!