"Nico, look!"

I slammed my shovel back into the ground, and turned to face my dead-glow brother. What a pest he was! But this time it wasn't a colourful creepy-crawly or the antics of one of the hold's newest puppies that had caught his attention...

I followed his gaze skywards, and for the first time in turns, caught sight of dragons passing by, high above the hold. As we watched, they suddenly plummeted down, and then were flaming, burning away the greenery on the ridge.

Would they stay, to Search? Or were they just passing through?

We ran homewards, hoping.