Lidia spoke out loud as she did not know how to mind speak. "Little dragon, I hope ya can understand meh. The path be blocked. Meh comi'n little one. Meh send'n you an image od a warm blanket. It's around ya. Do't give up on meh. Stay where ya are an think of a thick, warm, soft blanket over ya body even ya tail. Slow ya breath. Deep breaths. Stay calm. Meh know it's dark mah little one just hide your eyes. Ya alright. Go to sleep. Meh be with ya soon."<br/><br/>Lidia ran back to her wagon and told Stew,"The Lore Mistress said we move the wagon forward to the 'west side of the ramp for five more minutes'. The path is blocked an we 'ave to open it."<br/><br/>Stew slapped the rains and the team moved at steady pace the wagon in front of them stopped. Lidia ans Stew grabbed her garden tools and joined the others to move the rubble. The farmers daughter hoped her dragon had gone to sleep. *I am glad me 'ave food. If he's 'athed 'eed be very 'ungry.