" Varrgo never see bad, just good. And friends. Friends " He munched on more rocks and gently patted the confused shadow dragon on the shoulder, more it was like a steel girder being gently whacked against you.<br/><br/>Zaqual looked at the now-friendly dragon with joy. " So another pal from the sky? Eh? So, dragon, where did you come from? " He roosted on a rock and preened his feathers and scales.