One of them definitely belonged to Master Bright, but Reggie didn't recognize the others. Bernard--and she did think it was a cute name even if he didn't--motioned for her to whisper. "They're talking about the snow dragon." Eyes wide, Reggie looked between the boy and the voices coming from the other side of the rock wall. The way the tunnels curved though, it bounced the sound right to them and no doubt right back if they were too loud.

"You wanted to talk to me about them right?" she whispered back. As the the voices traveling down the tunnel raised on volume though, Bernard shook his head to tell her later. This was far more interesting and it really was as Master Bright's voice turned absurdly shrill.

"I want those dragons gone! Gone from our land forever! If you have to let loose the bunnicula, then so be it!" However, the response he received was not approval, but...