The walls glowed lightly, lit by the soft glow of crystals embedded within as Drake had lead the pair on the tour, the little blue and yellow dragonling now not far behind.
The promise of snuggles and stories drawing her away from the mouth of the cavern, and the roar of the waterfall that served as another protective barrier.
Down the pathway to the inner chamber of the cavern, from here Scotty and Harold would see numberous tunnels, most having rooms upon each side with doors that might open or close.
She would follow them past the rock blocked chamber that housed the cold and warm pools, and another that housed the indoor pond where momma sometimes had tended to the fish.
"Snuggles would be nice." she had glanced toward her parents chamber, now silent, where her father most likely waited, she wouldn't disturb daddy.