Silent Partner...

As the trio of Arnie, Dree and Drat, started their trek to the Baron's Mansion to let the others know what they had discovered, Dree was silently turning over and over in his mind what had happened since finding the trinket.  "Can you hear what I am thinking or only when I ask you a question?" thought the Dragon to himself. 

"I cannot hear your random thoughts Master unless you focus them towards me like you have just done.  But why do you ask these odd questions as you are the one who made me as I am?" the voice answered in the Dragon's head.  With this answer,  Dree almost stumbled over a tree root.  He realized that it was extremely difficult to have this conversation, walk on an uneven trail, and also keep an eye on his two friends ahead of him so they did not think he was "loony-tune" (as the 'Outies' would say) talking to himself.  Then the whisper of the smell of bakery ovens invaded his sensitive nose as he quickly formed a plan.  

"I can smell the Sugar Plum Bakery," he told Drat and Arnie as Drat lifted his nose into the air and took a sniff.  "I need to pluck some pine needles from my feet.  Why don't we take a short break.  Would you two be willing to go to the Sugar Plum Bakery and bring me back some delicious raspberry dinglesnarff tarts while I am removing theses needles?  Then when you get back we can continue on to the Mansion."   

"Sure Dree.  Take a seat," said Drat as he pointed to a large boulder, "and we will be back shortly with something to munch on."  Soon Arnie and Drat were down the trail and out of the Dragon's sight.  Quickly Dree opened the bag and looked inside.  "It looks like a large coin," thought Dree as he pulled it from the bag.

"Are you there?" asked Dree out loud to the trinket.  "I am," the voice replied in Dree's mind.  "I think we need to talk," started the Dragon.  "I did not make you and I do not know your name."

"That cannot be," answered the voice.  "If that were so, you and I would not be able to communicate.  You are Tun'Gul the Moon Dragon, my Master and my creator."

For several minutes Dree just sat and stared at the trinket before swallowing and asking what he thought was the most important question of the thousand bouncing around in his mind.  "Can you tell me more about your master, the Moon Dragon?" 

"Ah, a test," responded the trinket.  "As it has been so long since you have used me, you want to see if I still remember.  Very good.  You are Tun'Gul, the only Dragon to become a Moon Dragon.  You conquered the Ogers (relatives to what the 'Outies' call Ogres who are just as large and smelly as their cousins) when others could not.  You are the discoverer of the portals between realms and have created objects that can see through time."  After a short pause, the voice said one more thing and then stopped.  "You are the Dragon Supreme." 

Working hard not to direct his thoughts towards the trinket, Dree made a decision as he heard his friends returning.  "Thank you," he told the trinket.  "As we have not talked in a long time and I feel like I am meeting an old friend after so many changes, I think it is best to reacquaint ourselves.  I am now known as Dree.  How would you like to be addressed?" 

"Welcome back Master Dree," the voice answered.  "I would like you to continue to call me Oracle."