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A sign over the wide doorway to Kaazha's residence read: "Glenn Dragon from Rose Cavern" "Gender" ... Female "Name"... Jaffs "Type" ... AIR! "Color"... Lightning ! "Parents -- Nightwing and Crystianna" Kaazha smiled as she added the "Air!" part to it. She kind of wished she was a telekinetic, so she didn't have to teeter on the top of the dragon's head like this to paint. But Jaffs seemed happy to help. "I think you're doing a nice job. It is a pretty sign. When will I get to read it? I can't read and you can, and you said you'd teach me how when I was old enough I could learn how to read and you'd teach me! You told me!" "Sweetie, you're a dragon, if you don't read, that's okay. I can read it for you, if you want?" "I want to read it," Jaffs said, flatly. "I won't let you down from there until I read it." With a bit of concern, Kaazha frowned to herself. The dragoness was pretty sedate normally, reserving her 'tone' of voice for those who crossed her. That tone was worrysome to Kaazha.

"Well.... It'd be a lot easier for me to teach you to read if you DID let me down," Kaazha said, smoothing down the angry scales on the dragon's neck. She slithered down and looked at Jaffs eye to eye. She'd grown so big, in the short time since she'd been hatched. But she would grow bigger. Jaffs would probably be just as big, if not as nasty, as black Neres Storm. So to concentrate on that last part, Kaazha set out a very large sheet of cloth, and found a charcoal stick. "Here is Ay... Ahh, Eye..."

Jaffs laid her head down on the soft grasses of the dome, and looked to her companions. They were flying, having a great time at it too. Glancing to her companion Kaazha, she said, "I would fly, but the dome shakes when I do." "You and Neres Storm could really cause some damage," Kaazha smiled back at her now-adult friend. The lightning dragon gave off a purring sort of sound, one which changed to a rumbling inside the dome. "I would not want to break the dome open. Even though it is night outside, and I thought that I wanted to go there... There is no air, and without air, there cannot be sparks!" With that, Jaffs flickered her wings and the static which had been building between them erupted into a sharp noise. Kaazha's hair stood on end, and she laughed loudly. "We'll get a place. You will be able to soar without trouble. Maybe we can convince the guys to build a bigger dome..."