Garyx yawned, getting up off of his bed. He stood up, yawned again, and stepped outside of his house on a hill. He liked where his home was situated. It was a bit isolated, but he had an excellent view of the rolling pastures where the Dragons kept their herds of sheep. "Hello, Garyx!" his Dragonfly companion, Trabon, said in is kazoo-like voice. "Hello, Trabon." Garyx greeted back. He then walked to the Temple for a meeting. Sometimes, being the youngest of the Dragon Elders was such a pain...