The dragons became restless of staying indoors, and truth be told, Llyr felt the same. Having blocked everyone out, he worried that he had missed any important messages. He didn't wish to seem rude but hearing people's voices in his mind made him uneasy. The smaller dragons climbed up Llyr's back and rested on his shoulder; Angharad attempted to jump from his shoulders and fly but fell into Llyr's hands with a flop. Blodeuwedd followed behind, taking in the scent of anything that crossed her path.<br/>Idly walking, Llyr found himself at the meditation circle. The earth had been disturbed and patches of grass scorched from River's lightening. With a sigh, he touched the ground sympathetically. He recoiled, jerking his hand back in surprise, as pain twinged in his hand. He and Blodeuwedd exchanged glances. Llyr positioned himself as if meditating, with his hands firmly on the ground. Pain seared in his hands but he meditated past that. He mentally explored the earth and poured his own energy into it. The pain finally faded, so he withdrew his hands. He wasn't entire sure what he had accomplished but he felt one with nature. His dragons rewarded him by jumping on top of him, causing Llyr to fall back and lie on the ground.