A young purple dragon peers at you as you walk through the doorway, but her curiosity is suddenly diverted as Vanetin walks in, and she romps over to nuzzle her playfully.  Vanetin chuckles, and tells you over the Violet dragon's shoulder, "This is Gayith.  She and the rest of her family I saved from hunters out to kill them."  She strokes the eyeridges of the adolescent, "Which is why she's so hungry for attention.  Isn't she a sweety?"
 

    Vanetin extracts herself from Gayith's embrace and walks along through the cave, Gayith following close behind, and she points to another dragon, "That's her brother, Frith, a Bronze, and quite a beauty at that."  She walks up to the bronze, Gayith still trailing along, and scritches his eyeridges, as he sighs in pleasure.  She continues to walk through the cave.

    Vanetin points to an off-shoot cave, "This is the parents' cave.  Don't worry, they like strangers."  She grins to you, then walks confidently into the dimly lit cave.

    She smiles up to the Gold and the Silver, "These are Garneth and Liarth, respectively."  She cranes her head up to see the large dragons, "This is our guest."  Liarth drops his head smoothly from its tremendous height, his muscular neck keeping it a mere yard from touching the ground.  He cocks his head slightly, his large size making the maneuver look much more complicated than it actually is, and he studies you intently.  With a slight snort of grudging approval, the massive head returns to its vigil in the lofty heights of the cave.  You notice that you were holding a breath, and quickly exhale before you suffocate.  Vanetin smiles, "See, I told you he'd like you."  She takes your hand and leads you from the cave, "C'mon, let's go."  She tugs you back to the Entranceway.