The Dragon Soul and Trouble Fox

The deep midnight blue reminded her of some of the patches on her sister coat, it was where her mind had gone, the moment she had laid eyes on it. Kit was a pretty independent girl, using her own wit to clamper about the den first. Now, to explore the pack. Still she had often admired Ike, who's bright eyes had lingered on their most demure sibling. She had even seen the little dragon girl attempt (often with disastrous results) to copy Kits daring escape attempts.

She leaned over, looking at the glass that Ike had revealed. It lay there, nestled in the leaves, winking at them. "I don't know, I found it on the beach. Maybe it's an ancient treasure?" She suggested brightly. "You should keep it safe, maybe one day a knight will come to claim it and marry a princess instead" she wiggled her brows at her sister. She was often one of the more expressive of the lot. "We could make a little hide out for it? Or we could try and tie it with something and hang it above the beds? What would you like to do?"