Ellie nodded her head to agree thinking to herself, "I hope I don't say something I shouldn't." She then started to stroll around the outside circle of people, listening and watching. As Ellie watched the others that were talking to the lost ones who had come through the portal from the World of Whispers, Meerher slowly had been working her way over to the young Moon Dragon. As she moved closer to Dree she took the opportunity to grab a small plate of some Granny Flare's treats along the way. "Dree, do you have a few minutes?" Meerher asked holding the plate up as to offer him a snack. Looking up to see who was asking, Dree saw it was Meerher and answered. "Of course. I want to thank you again for the help with the spoon. Do you need it back now?" he asked as he took one of the sprinkled unicorn dusted cookies that sparkled at him with temptation from her plate.
The Moonie House Mother knew that she going to have to be careful on how she answered that question. After a short breath, she said, "Dree, would you like to meet the other Moon Dragon clan member? I know that you are busy and all, but I can take you to him if you would like." Oh, this had been something he had been thinking about ever since he found out that there was another Moon Dragon. Even more so now that he found out that other Moon Dragon was still alive! But could he leave now? Should he stay and help the lost ones find their homes? These were all the things he had been pondering. It was like Meerher was reading his mind. "Dree, while the others are still sorting out everyone, which that will take some time, you could go see the Monacle by using a portal. It would just be a short trip" Meerher continued. Dree had been in his own thoughts and had been half listening until she said 'the Monacle'. "What did you call him?" he asked Meerher. "That is what we call Tun'Gul. He is the Monacle to the Tree," Meerher answered. "That is where the magical spoon you used came from," she continued. Looking at the spoon he still held for a few seconds and then out over the picnic area, he made his decision. "I will go with you but I have something to take care of first. Wait here and I should be back shortly," Dree said decisively. Meerher replied to him not to hurry as she had to find E'luminosity who was somewhere in the crowd helping the others. Nodding his head, the Dragon than turned and started out to one of the small groups where the other Dragons were gathered. He wanted to see Siate' and Aralt before he left to make sure there would be no mischief while he was away!
"Drai’ochtluan, I and the Dragon Herald were discussing with the other dragons about a trip we will be taking to find more of our kind. Someone needs to help them on their return to our ancestral home here in the Realm of Wymsy. Do you bless such an undertaking?" Knowing down deep inside that there was probably more to this 'trip' than Dree knew, he decided that it was the perfect way to make sure the two of them did not stir up any trouble for a while at least. "I think that is a great idea," he answered. "Will the others go with you?" Smiling her predatory smile (and making Dree even more convinced that she and Aralt were planning something), she told him that only the two of them would be going and as much as the picnic was very entertaining, they would be leaving right away. "No sense letting things wait," she said as they walked towards a cave where a magical portal suddenly appeared and they stepped through. After she left and the other Dragons were sure she was truly gone, they surrounded the Moon Dragon to welcome him. Dree took all the good "slaps on the back" greetings good naturally as everyone was still hesitant to wish anything or anyone well just yet. Dree knew that this might not be the perfect time to leave the Dragons but he thought to himself, "It's just a short trip... especially through a portal. What could go wrong?"
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"I told you that we should have left him alone this time," one Wysp told the others. "Now he is really mad!" Really mad was an understatement, Aralt was furious! His corolla was missing and after seeing so many Wysps around he finally figured out who had taken it. "Today is not the day for this to happen," growled Aralt as he wanted to have his magical crown when he and Siate' met the young Dragon named Dree. "My Emerald Dragon Stone will let me hear the mind-speaking of the Dragons, but without the corolla, I won't be able to nudge them to my desires." This is how Drat found him. "This will be easier than I thought," Drat realized as he watched both Aralt and the Wysps. Slowly stalking behind the arguing group of Wysps, Drat whispered from behind them that maybe they should head for the free food at the SPICE cave nearby where Allspice and Nutmegg were preparing food and drink for the meeting.
Aralt didn't hesitate to chase the Wysp holding his crown out of the cave and ended up following them towards the SPICE kitchen. Smiling, Drat waited a minute before slowly following them all so he could be there to watch the excitement when Dree and the others arrived. As the Wysps were being chased by Aralt, Nutmegg was setting up a small tent and some tables for the food that Allspice was bringing out from the kitchen in their cave. "They should be getting here soon," thought Nutmegg as he finished with the tables. As Nutmegg finished, Allspice stepped out of the cave with a box of food and said, "They should be here soon." Nutmegg just smiled at his boss and shook his head in amusement.
Soon it looked like it was going to be the biggest picnic that the Realm of Wymsy had ever seen. Just about everyone was there! Everyone but the Dragons... As the Wysps, being followed by Aralt, appeared so did a very smug looking Drat. It was then that the Dragon Queen, Siate', decided to make her grand entrance out of her cave too. As she left her cave, other Dragons started to appear behind her. Aralt decided that he needed to be there and vowed to get even with those irritating Wysps later as he went to stand by Siate's side as the Dragon Herald. As more and more Dragons appeared from the other caves in the area, the Wysmy townspeople grew quiet and stared. They had no idea that there were that many Dragons who had returned to the Realm. Soon many of the Wysps started to ignore the free food and began mumbling to each other as they pointed at each new Dragon as it appeared. It did not take long for Siate' to be standing at the head of the Dragons as if she was the queen of them all. In her mind she was their Queen as soon as she could take care of this young Dragon Dree. Hopefully today would be that day so the others would not challenge her authority over them since Dragons did not believe in royalty or governments for themselves. Dragons were pragmatic though as they did respect power and intelligence. Just as Siate's was becoming irritated, Aralt stepped up to her side. "Where is this young Dragon?" she asked him. Aralt looking around quickly and replied "He is not here". She had thought that Dree had already arrived when she had made herself known and now here she was waiting for him to appear. "I will make him pay for this," grumbled Siate' as she tapped her long talons on a rock while she waited for Dree to arrive. All of a sudden, a portal appeared in the middle of crowd and as everyone was moving away from it, out stepped Granny Flare, Meerher, Ellie, and Dree. Almost as fast as the portal appeared, it was gone. As Granny and the Luminary Council members headed towards where the Baron and Dowager stood, Dree turned and to face Siate' and her wrath.
"Why, I was of the Wish Dragon clan as I told you before," answered Dree as he knew that would irritate her even more. "I know that," she almost screamed. "What clan are you with now?" "Well," answered Dree, "I just recently found out there is one more member so I guess you could say it is a clan I suppose..." he paused watching Siate' getting madder at how he was making her look foolish, Dree continued. "I am of the Moon Dragon clan." Of all of the responses he could have said, this one made the entire Dragon community lift their heads and look at him now in a different way. Before they all saw a young Dragon being impertinent to an elder, now they saw only something that many of them had heard about in legends and a legend for a Dragon was a very, very, very long time ago. Now was the time for Dree to remove the threat of Siate' and Aralt. "Dragons! Townsfolk of Wymsy! Hear me! I am Drai’ochtluan but most of you know me as Dree. I am of the Moon Dragon clan and am here to show you the powers of my clan. Recently a new Realm has appeared in the cosmos. It is causing a disturbance in the balance and must be corrected before great and terrible events occur. There are many from various realms trapped there without a way home. This must be corrected and with this being the thinnest time of the year of the great veil that separates the realms, it must be done now." This is where Siate' realized she could establish her power and quickly interrupted Dree. "I have the power to make a portal to bring them over," she said making sure she spoke loud enough for all to hear. This was the moment that Dree had been waiting for! "As you cannot keep the portal open for very long, I thank you for your offer of assistance," spoke Dree, "but I intend to anchor this new realm called the World of Whispers to this realm so it can be now a part of the Realm of Wymsy." Dree's announcement caught Siate' off guard. "No Dragon can do that," she growled. Dree just smiled and thumbed the Brownie portal stone that he had been holding and started to open a portal.
As the portal opened, those surrounding Dree could see the others trapped in the other realm. Soon a metal chain appeared to be floating and coming out of the portal and attached itself to a nearby boulder. When the connection was secure, slowly those trapped on the other side started coming through the portal. Quickly the Baron and Dowager greeted them and started to move them away from the opening. As more and more appeared from the portal, Dree turned to Siate' and said, "thank you for your offer to help, but the portal will now stay open on it's own and the other realm is now permanently attached to this one. The balance has been restored." As Siate' started to open her mouth to say something, she realized that she had been beat and quickly closed it. This young Dragon had beaten her and now she needed to figure out how best to salvage the situation. Siate' had always been a Dragon of opportunity and now she was trying to create a new one... but what would it be?
While they were starting the brew, Drat began his part of the plan - being captured by Aralt! As he stomped through the bushes around the cave that Siate' was in, he could not believe how hard getting captured was becoming. "Either Aralt is going deaf or a Dragon's hearing is not as good as rumored," he told himself as again he made sure that he was being as loud as he could be short of hollering their names. After a minute more, Drat finally did that. "Aralt, are you out there somewhere?" he yelled. Drat didn't know that Aralt was still in the caves by the Baron's Mansion looking for Dree, but Siate' heard the Troll King's minion. Quickly she stuck her head out of the cave and invited Drat in to wait for the missing herald. Drat trusted Dree and believed that the plan would work, but it still took a lot of courage for him to enter into a Dragon's cave by himself. "Hopefully she is a vegetarian and only eats leafy green things," he told himself as he sat down in front of the self proclaimed Queen of the Wish Dragon. "Aralt is on a quick errand for me and should return shortly," Siate' said to Drat. "While we are waiting, how about we pass the time in conversation?" "Sure," replied Drat. "What would you like to talk about?" "Ahh, there are so many changes here since I had left. Let's start with your friend, Drai’ochtluan formerly of the Wish Dragon Clan. Do you know what he means when he says 'formerly'?" Drat had been waiting for that question but did not expect it this quickly in the conversation (actually Drat thought of this meeting as an interrogation instead of a conversation), but answered as they had planned. "Oh, Dree, I mean Drai'ochtluan, was the only Dragon here in the realms before you returned. Since he was all alone, he did not think using the term 'clan' made any sense. Now that there are more Dragons, he might start saying he is from a clan, but since he doesn't know what clans have come back, I guess he will have to choose one when his is ready."
Drat sat and stared at the mighty She-Dragon looking as to be thinking before finally speaking. "So, if he is no longer a member of the Wish Dragon Clan, what would he be? Is there another clan that he would join or is there another option that has only one member?" This question made Siate' pause. "What if..." she thought. Finally she shook her head. "No, he could not be," she told herself. Looking down on Drat, she decided that this playing around must end as she was getting impatient to establish her leadership over the other Dragon's that had returned with her. "Can you have Dree and the other elders of the realm meet with me at sunrise in two days so that all of the Dragons can see this young Dragon and welcome him to his proper clan?" she smiled sweetly at Drat. A smiling Dragon can be scarier than an angry one, but Drat only smiled back and asked her where they were to meet.
Aralt had already set the bottle down before the upset Siate' and had stepped back to watch the Wysps squirm. "Let them bare the brunt of her frustration for once," he thought as he watched the Wysps pushing and shoving each other in the cramped space of the bottle. It did not take long before Siate' lost all composure! "I told you to find someone that could tell us where the young Dragon is hiding and you bring me these!" she growled at Aralt. "I hate Wysps... they are annoying and don't taste good at all," she told the Herald. Realizing that he was going to need to explain quickly before her temper flared even more, Aralt quickly told her about how he could not find anyone else and "these Wysps were the ones that helped me find the caves below the Baron's Mansion and helped me find the portal to you". Siate' stared at the Herald for a minute before turning her gaze to the bottle with the trapped Wysps.
The three Wysps instantly started talking... about anything and everything they had ever done, seen, or could accuse others of doing. It didn't take long for the Dragon to lose her temper again and she growled for them to 'SHUT UP'. Instantly the Wysps were silent as they kept elbowing each other and trying to push one another to the front of the bottle where the Dragon's head was again only inches away. "I will be more specific for your little minds to understand," she growled. "I want to know where the young Dragon Drai’ochtluan, but you probably would know him as Dree, lives." Instantly the three Wysps starting talking... all at once. "You," growled Siate' pointing at one of the three Wysps, "tell me where he lives." The other two Wysps instantly stopped talking and shoved the one the Dragon was pointing at to the front. Gulping very loudly, the Wysp told her about the caves under the Baron's Mansion. "The best way is to go to the cave entrances by the big water as we have seen him come and go several times from there." Glancing over at Aralt was all she needed for him to understand that he was to go there and search for the young Dragon. "And take these things with you," she told him as he started to leave the cave as she turned and started down another tunnel muttering, "now I remember why I hate Wysps..." 
It all had started because Aralt was getting frustrated. He had walked all over and just could not find anyone who was by themself. Someone that he could take back to Siate' for questioning. "Doesn't any just go for a walk alone anymore?" he had grumbled. Then he passed the cave were he had seen Nutmegg and Allspice. "Is that laughter inside? Maybe I can nab someone here," he decided as he quietly snuck into the entrance of the cave. What he saw was something he had not expected!
The Wysps had found the Ambrosia that Nutmegg had left out when they departed to the meeting with the Baron and Dowager. Leave it to a Wysp to get into something they shouldn't. It did not take much for Aralt to capture all three Wysps and put them into an empty bottle that he found in Allspice's kitchen. "This should keep Siate' busy for a while talking to them if not make her crazier," he snickered as he left the cave with the three little troublemakers trapped in the bottle. It wasn't very long before the intoxicated blue Wysps started to get bored. Bored Wysps do what they like to do most - irritate anyone they find. With Aralt telling them to be quiet all of the time as he headed to the cave that Siate' was in, they decided to start singing. Actually, instead of calling it singing, it sounded more like cat-or-wailing (something that house cats do very well). Every time they would start, Aralt would violently shake the bottle to try and get them to stop.
There are a lot of cures out there for sobering up quickly but one the Wysps had never before experienced was being set before a large irritated and upset Wish Dragon...
The Bakery was always short of help and when Lil’ Boots offered to help out in return for meals, they quickly accepted. “What do I need sheckles for anyway?” Lil’ Boots thought. “I would only spend it here on food.”
“He would leave just as I was starting to eat,” grumbled Lil’ Boots as he stuffed most of his meal into his satchel. “No sense wasting it,” he reasoned as he started munching on one of the sweets that he normally saved for dessert. Staying far behind the Herald, Lil’ Boots watched him walk through the Village, stop at a few of the shops, and then begin walking towards an area that Lil’ Boots knew had a lot of caves. It took all of his skills, but he did not think that Aralt had noticed him as the Herald entered one of the caves. “Do I or don’t I?” thought Lil’ Boots. Deciding that he had already come this far, he was going to at least try to see further into the cave before leaving. As he snuck closer to the entrance, he could see a bright glow just inside. It was a huge Dragon and she was blowing flames! “What do you mean that you haven’t found that little welp?” screamed Siate’ at the Herald. Lil’ Boots was impressed that Aralt didn’t even flinch as the Dragon spouted flames from her mouth and turned a large rock into a red-hot glowing crystal! When she finished, Aralt said, “I have searched the entire village, checked with the Wysps, and even had to endure pranks from the Pyksees, but no one has seen him.” “He is the key! I feel it. He must know something about taking away a Wish Dragon’s magic and I must know what it is before I establish myself as the Queen of Dragons,” growled Siate’ as she stared at the Herald for a time as neither said anything. “You will bring one of his friends here so that I may talk to them,” she finally decided. “Don’t take the Dowager or her son, the Baron, but someone that the villagers won’t notice is missing for a while.”
“As you wish,” was all he said as he left the cave not noticing that Lil’ Boots had seen and overheard all of the conversation and what now knew what Aralt was going to do.
As Arnie and the others followed the Gooblin King to his treasure room, others in the Realms were busy following their own plans…
Meanwhile, The Baron waited for his mother, the Dowager Griselda, to finish listening to the Flutterby’s message from Queen Ffion before asking her if she wanted more tea. Before he could speak, she picked up her empty teacup and told her son as he filled her cup and that she had a message for him.
“That means that not only Siate’ has arrived, but the other Dragons must be hiding somewhere in the realm. Why don’t they show themselves?” This was the same question Griselda was pondering… And deep within the cave, Aralt knew not to say anything when Siate’ was in a snit as she was now.
"I can't have Dragons moving too close to our brewing spot," thought Allspice. "Otherwise I would never be able to have any of the brew stored here in the barrels. After all, part of the appeal of the brew to Dragons is that they find it irresistible." Allspice put his hand up next to the cave wall and started twisting it from left to right. Part of his ability was to feel the vibrations of sound since he used music to add his magical touch to the brew. This time when he heard the sound he felt his way along the walls of the tunnel to find where it was coming from. The closer he came to the sound, the more he could make out that it sounded like conversation going on between two creatures. "One of them is upset," he decided.
"That was a fool's errand, Aralt!" the She Dragon roared. "There wasn't a Dragon anywhere, let alone anyone that even knew about Dragons until we showed up from the direction we were sent." Aralt knew that when the Siate' was in a temper it was very wise indeed to keep one's head down if one wished to keep said head on one's shoulder. Allspice also had learned long ago about a Dragon's temper and decided it might be better to stay hidden behind the boulder for a bit longer. "That silly word game those villagers and that stupid little Dragon played on me has made me dangerous indeed!" continued the irate Dragon. "How can a Wish Dragon even not be a Wish Dragon any longer?" Aralt was pondering some of those same thoughts himself as he just stood there as Siate' continued to stomp around the cave while circling him as she ranted. "Now that was an interesting thought," Allspice said to himself. "Is there a way to take away a Wish Dragon's wishing ability... and would one want to do it?"
Even Griselda had not thought out this possibility of being known. "I don't think I even showed my tattoo yet either", thought Griselda as she brought her hand to her lips in surprise. “Greetings oh mighty one. Yes, it has been a long time and your presence greatly enhances our Realm,” Griselda replied receiving a smile from the Wish Dragon. It was then that Siate’ decided to address the young Dragon standing with the villagers. “And who are you and from which clan are you from?” she asked Dree. After a pause while he thought about his answer, Dree replied. “I am Drai’ochtluan and was of the Wish Dragon clan.” Siate’ waited for further explanation but when Dree did not continue, she thought that maybe Aralt was correct and this young Dragon was a little stupid. “What do you mean ‘was’ of the Wish Dragon clan?” she asked him. “As I was the only Wish Dragon before your arrival, I did not see myself as part of a clan,” he answered. With this answer Aralt smirked. He noticed the look that had appeared on Siate’s face. "Yes. I had already warned her that this Dragon was not the brightest," as he let his lips slightly curl up into a small smile.
“That is true,” Dree solemnly answered with a slight bow. When he did not explain himself further, it was Aralt who asked “Where?” After appearing to be thinking about his answer, finally Dree replied. “I am pretty sure that I said Where could be in the caves south of here.” After another pause he continued, “Yup. Possibly in the caves south of here. You might want to talk to Who as well.” “Who do I talk to?” Aralt asked. “Yes,” answered Dree. “I talk to Who?” again Aralt asked. “That’s right,” agreed Dree. It was then that Drat realized the game the young Dragon was playing. “That’s right,” said Drat as he smirked a smile to Aralt. “You should talk to Who. If you can’t find Who, then I suggest you go to the second cave and ask to see What. If you don’t get an answer from them then you then try the third cave. I Don’t Know Who is at the third cave." At this point Aralt, shaking his head, replied, " If you don't know who is at the third cave why are you sending me there? "No, no," replied Drat. "Why isn't sending you anywhere. I realize that this is all probably very confusing to you as an elder, so I will take you there if you need me to,” smiled Drat to the Herald. Again, feeling his intelligence insulted, Aralt puffed up his head and told the rat to mind his manners and that he would be just fine without his unneeded assistance. “Indeed,” the Herald replied as he marched up to Siate’ and offered to lead her to the other Dragons that must be in the southern caves. As they prepared to begin their quest, something still nagged at the mighty She-Dragon. “I don’t think this young Dragon is quite as stupid as Aralt thinks he is…” she murmured to herself as she turned to leave.
As everyone was listening to Griselda (aka the Dowager), it was Snoop who was writing down everything and recording those he saw at this eventful gathering. “Darn quill. Good thing I brought along some charcoal. Don’t want to miss a thing. This will be the biggest scoop in the history of the Bellwether,” he told himself. Taking out the charcoal and a piece of parchment, he began to write down those he recognized for sure. There was the Tree mother, Efem, with her sister Cornelia and Cornelia’s husband Nemmer. Standing near them was Parsley, the herbalist, and her son, Sprout. "Of course," Snoop thought to himself as he observed Granny Flare handing out dragon berry cookies with the three Goodie sisters serving tea. "Glad one can always rely on the Sisters and Granny for making sure we all stay alert and remain calm by feeding us," Snoop thankfully sighed rubbing his tummy. The Baron was seen helping his mother, the Dowager, while Awena of the Sleeping Sisters and the new King of the Trolls, Dulbbe, were quietly whispering to each other. Meanwhile, as the Shadows’ Queen Ffion was seen nodding her head in acknowledgement to the Gooblin King, Hir’aeth, as she entered, Hewy, the troll, was keeping an eye on the Borrower, Arnie. Even the minions were present Snoop noticed. “I saw Scarlet taking care of one of the Nytemares just before I entered. That must have been how Queen Ffion arrived and I see her chief minion Meen is by her side too. Even Drat is here,” he realized. As most everyone was still listening to Griselda speak, Snoop noticed one individual that seemed to be only interested in the portal. Standing near it, Dree was looking at the portal entrance as if something dreadful was going to be stepping out of it. Deciding this would be the perfect time to get to talk to the Dragon (personal interviews always were well received by the Bellwether readers), Snoop stealthily moved over to stand next to the distracted Dragon.
Before Snoop could reply Dree continued, "That is one of my problems as is how does one respect their elders if they have not earned the respect? If the Dragons come through this portal, I am wondering how I will react. I have never met another Dragon. You are all my friends. Even though the Dragons may be part of my heritage, they are still strangers to me. You are my family now…” Snoop was surprised on how much Dree had matured since he had first found out that Granny Flare was caring for a Dragon baby. Now that baby was making the decision of who was is his relatives or his friends. “Dree, you may never have to make that choice. As you said, you have not met any other Dragons before. Give it a chance. You might be surprised and find out that they are more like you than you may think. The Dowager is from the Dragon Clan of old and she doesn’t act anything like Aralt does. Dragons are probably as different from each other as people are.” Dree turned his head to look at Snoop and finally smiled. “You are right. Everything should have it’s chance. Thanks Snoop… oops… Augustus,” blushed the Dragon. Snoop smiled at Dree and then started to laugh. Soon both of them were laughing and it did not take long for everyone else to notice. As Dree was wiping away a tear, it was then he realized that everyone had quit talking and they were all watching him and Snoop. In less than a couple of minutes the Dragon blushed again. “Sorry everyone. I was getting some good advice on what to do if Dragons come through the portal.” Griselda smiled at the two and then asked, “Should we all know what the advice is?” Again, Dree paused before answering. “Yes. I was told that everyone should be given a chance to be trusted. I will stay here until the Dragons come through the portal to ask my questions and see how we are treated because I believe in my friends already, now I will learn if I can I trust my relatives?” That made some of the more nervous in the group a little more confident having a Dragon on their side. Soon everyone was sitting around the Dragon and watching the portal.
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