Doragon began to try to have a conversation with the dragon. It seemed that the dragon didnâ€™t want to listen to him at all. Young wild dragons were stubborn creatures that didnâ€™t want to listen to any one, especially those who werenâ€™t of dragon kind. Doragon looks at the dragon and finally gets its attention.  â€œYoung dragon, you are out of your territory, you need to stop messing with the evlen territory and go home.â€ He says. The dragon then ignores him and goes about its business. Doragon lets out a sigh and shakes his head, he would again try talking to it. But he didnâ€™t want to push his luck and risk getting attacked by it. The young dragon then turns around and lets out a hiss as it goes to attack him. But it was stopped in itâ€™s tracks by Wrath. â€œHatchling, do not hurt my master, obey him and leave.â€ He says. The young dragon just looks at him, â€œAnd why should I obey this non-dragon?â€ it hisses. â€œBecause I am of draconian royal blood, even hatchlings like you know of the code that dragons have, only because you are born with it.â€ Doragon says.  The young dragon lets out a hiss and then flies off in another direction. Doragon then flies down next to talia, waiting for the caravan to begin to move again.