It had been some time since last the little dragoness had set foot in the gardens. It had been hard without being able to feel the bond with her mate. It still was, but she had to try..

Talons soon were tugging at the weeds that were threatening to over take the sea of ice flowers. Tiamatus and Damean keeping watch from above.

One, two, soon a pile of weeds sat near her hind leg. She'd take a small break then, slipping toward the frigid lake for a long needed soaking.

It would help to keep her from overheating.

Stormy too would watch over her sister closely. She could tell her sister still had trouble at times, though she'd stay there for her.

Helping in the lair.

Once cooled enough, she slid from the lake waters, shaking the excess from her scales. She'd be alright for a few more hours at least.

Moving beneath the twin oaks, she'd shelter herself from the glaring sun, watching over the graves of her kin, until the sun sank lower into the horizon.

More weeds were then tugged free, and a few berries that had been left were gathered. Soon she'd slip into the lair once more.