Ixonia was home with her new riding dragon and feeding him bits of meat while the other two slept.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4000FF">*Me like.*</span>she spoke.<br/><br/><span style="color: #40FF00">"I am glad that you like the meat but I need to figure out a name for you. Well.... I better use a simple one so I can remember it so I'll call you.....Dragomir because you are a dragon and sounds like a tough name. I guess I had better get things cleaned up while I have the chance."</span>Ixonia stood up and took the dirty towels to place on a basket for washing. She then began to make herself some breakfast with the last of her own eggs. She had several halfgrown chicks to feed yet as well. There were only 6 but they would want some food and water. Perhaps she could make a small pen for them. She would have to take her little ones with her now so she could keep an eye on them.......<br/><br/>The lore Master was on her way back with her little dragonling who acted like she was the weakest thing around but Lore Master knew better by now. It was a hard job to get the small dragonling to break out of the shell. Now it wanted to be hand fed. She would have to stand firm with her dragonling. She knew all of this by the fact it was very energetic when it saw the gems but yet was too weak to feed herself. This gave The Lore Master her name that dragonling wanted to know.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF4000">~I'll tell you, little one. If you eat your food and help me wash you, then I'll give you ~</span>The Lore Master began.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBF00">*Pretty Stones!*</span>the dragonling perked up.<br/><br/>Lore Master laughed then mind spoke.<br/><span style="color: #FF4000">~No gemstones. I'll give you your name.~</span><br/><span style="color: #FFBF00">*Too weak*</span><br/><span style="color: #FF4000">~Then I guess you won't get your name~ </span>she mind spoke then began to ignore her dragonling who could not get another word out of her.<br/>Finally she began to eat her meat.<br/>By now the Lore Master was nearing the entrance of the nesting grounds.