Doragan looks at her and shakes his head as he begins to laugh. "That's only true for a few species of dragon. These ones eat plants." He says. "But unlike us, we eat both meat and plants." He adds. The sun was high and the sky and the heat was blazing. Heat waves could be seen coming off the sand and sand dunes. He seen the look on her face. "Maybe you should go inside, I don't think you are used to this heat," he says. "Eventually you will get used to it," he says with as smile. "We Draconians live out here, for we need the desert heat to survive, we need warm climates," he adds. Then it looks like he remembers something. "Please follow me." he says as he begins to walk. They were soon at a large building. "This is our hatchery," he says. "Since you will be here for a while and are going to be married to me, there is a custom of my people that every one has thier own dragon companion," he says as he goes into the hatchery.<br/><br/>Once in side the hatchery, loud sqeeking and all sorts of other noises could be heard. "Those sounds are being made by the baby dragons," he says. "But this is how the process goes, you let the baby dragon chose you, you do not chose it," he adds. They then go inside what seemed like a giant aviary for dragons. Small dragons were flying about making all sorts of noises. Doragon looks at her, "Stand still and one will come," he says. They only had to wait a few moments, then a small brown colored dragon circles around them and then lands on her shoulder. It began to make a cooing noise and then it licks her cheek like a dog would and then it begins to nuzzle her neck with it's muzzle. "It seems this one will be your dragon companion," he says. "You need to give it a name," he adds.