The woods just outside the dragon kingdom are always peaceful and calm. A dragon of lower birth often goes to wander these woods, finding comfort within the silence. Today, however, there is someone else on their usual path.

Clearly a noble, this dragon is bent down, looking down at a plant. He seems to be studying it. Slowly, his melodic voice sounds out.

“How intriguing…to think the leaves developed in this way rather than becoming rounded like others of its species…”