The ground dragon had crouched slightly, not liking the idea of even trying to see the clouds. She hissed slightly, then the it it off and lifted her head up, cutting her expulsion of air off. The valley did sound pretty, and the promise of more jewelry caught her attention. Her flatten ears perked up, and the dragon fiddled with a bracelet. She lifted her yellow eyes, viewing her forest. What if she returned and another dragon had noted her absence, and took over her land? Then again, her forest was rather small for a growing dragon.

"Are their many dragons there?" She questioned slowly, lifted a foresaw, and scaling her dew claw over her her horn gently.