No one even touched her bag of candy. She was disappointed not to share it or anyone made a move to play cards. She watched Teresa and Nicolas. The did not seem to mind the cold as she did. She felt horrible that they let Lore Mistress down. She did not know that the chimney was a heat source. She thought is was something for praying to. The gypsies caravans provided trading and the trading post had a black iron metal that ate wood. The top would boil liquid that was called Chickery. Her mother made hot liquid from plant leaves and relieved sore throats and coughs. Her ability to make fire from her fingers was astonishing. The teen looked at her hands and flicked them. The cards wavered a little as she stared at it. The one by one the cards lifted two inches off the ground.<br/><br/>She heard a faint voice deep in thought. She looked at the blind man puzzled, "Excuse Master Dragon Rider Chief, "Did yah say somethim? Meh see squirle. Be that yah next ice animal?"