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Unread Aug 29th, 2017, 12:29 PM   #1
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Melina and Forge - Comhaltas Refuge

Jack woke up from a funny dream, it was odd and somewhat bizarre in a way, the man got up and checked himself in the mirror, the same face looked back at him from his large mirror in the bathroom.
The man wasn’t 6 foot 6 with a heavily built frame with golden eyes, his eyes were blue and he was nearly 6 foot but not the hulking mass of a person he had dreamt, the adventure to the Ribbon, another world played on his mind.
Was it real?, or a bad dream?, the man could not really tell.
He yawned, looking around to see Ardon was not in the room, he checked his palm and smiled lightly, at least the golden mark on his palm was the same, he was bonded to the golden goof, who seemed to be living life to the full in Comhaltas.
He imagined the dragon was back in the warm pools of water in the deeper caverns, that is where most of the dragons went nowadays, in fact the resident dragons and visitors were using it so much that there now had to be a rota established.
Jack checked up on his tablet for the outside weather, hoping for a change, perhaps some sun would be nice, but no the sensors outside Comhaltas said it was lightly snowing and the temperature struggling to go above 2 degrees.
“Darn” he said to himself.
Winter had arrived with vengeance upon the warm area where Comhaltas was based, usually winters were very mild and only some rain was expected, not this time, the first hints were plunging temperatures and then the snow came, it had come from a light dusting to being able to settle.
While the facility was built inside a mountain and the heat from the earth and thermal pools kept inside warm, Jack had noticed a bit of a chill in the air and for the first time ever had to use the bases own heating systems.
It had now gone on for over a month and dragons were arriving with snow on their scales, their breathes fogging in the cold air as they entered, Jack had prepared the base for the winter, the main doors and secondary doors were now closed fully to prevent the icy winds getting in, plus of course the thermal door had been lowered to provide a shield for the main steel door that welcomed people into the facility.
Jack had also read there were summer dragons, not use to the colder weather, coming in for treatment, Professor Melina had said a few younger dragons were coming in cold and numb wings and tail tips.
The hardier breeds seemed to be coping so far and their supplies of food were still coming in from Earth, but with the winter weather becoming more and more intense the bases gardens were now shutting down, meaning the base was starting to eat into their reserve supplies.
Jack decided to get to work, taking a warm shower and getting changed as he made his way out into the command centre, hoping for news about the weather abating.
The man walked and greeted the other people working, he greeted visitor dragons kindly as he made his way to the human area, built into the hard rock walls, a lot of human quarters were based here and where their sensitive equipment and command centre was based.
As Jack climbed the spiralling staircase towards the base he noticed a slight chill in the air, despite the heaters being on, he reminded himself to speak to Doctor Baxter about increasing the heat setting.
He found Dr Baxter in his usual spot, observing the massive screen as news reports and weather reports of Kilara coming from the orbiting satellites around the planet.
“Morning Doctor, please tell me you have some good news for me this Monday morning” Jack said as the young man turned around and shook his head.
The man lookd up at Jack and adjusted his glasses.
“Sadly no, we are seeing an intensity in cloud cover and drop-in temperatures all over the globe” the man replied back showing the reports to Jack.
“Seriously? even the tropics?” Jack asked.
“Even there, temperatures last read 6 degrees today, weather computer predicts 3 to 2 degrees the next few days, snow expected here to intensify by end of the week” Baxter said as Jack sighed lightly.
“Ok, we need to check why we are losing temperatures, I cannot imagine Kilara going into an Ice age, check the Sun’s radiation and activity levels” Jack said as Baxter nodded.
“I had to close the gardens off fully, we cannot grow anything more, the ground is solid with Ice, the remaining plants have been rescue to bring indoors, we are on our reserves until the next shipment” Baxter said as Jack looked at him.
“Terrific, raise the heating up, its getting cold around the facility, keep the heaters running” Jack said to the man as Baxter carried out his orders.
“Where is Ardon?” he asked Baxter.
“Where do you think?” with uncle Forge and Melina in the hot pools, I think Icarus is there as well along with David and the kids” Dr Baxter said as Jack nodded, leaving for his next port of call, which be the thermal pools.


The thermal pool where Forge, Melina and Ardon were was lovely and warm, the water bubbled lightly, steam rising as the water remained at a nice, comfortable temperature, Ardon had joined the group as Melina had gone for a swim in it.
The lights dimmed so Xerrus could join them, he was on parental duties with the two girls playing and splashing in the warm water, David had asked Xerrus nicely as the girls pestered to go for a swim, as the cold weather was continuing Jack had suspended night patrols, allowing the man to sleep…well when he could when you got two young girls..and a dragon.
Ardon rested his chin on the pool's edge, enjoying the warmth while trying to avoid the splashing contest Michelle and Tara were battling away in at the centre of the pool.
Forge lounged at the other side of the water, chatting with Xerrus who kept a careful eye on the safety of the girls in the pool.
"It has cooled down considerably early compared to last summer." Said the night striker.
"Yes, seems like we're in for a fierce winter by the look of things." Replied Forge.
Melina had finished doing her laps and came by the edge where the silver dragon was, she had enjoyed her dip in the thermal pools as the cold weather came upon them.
“You coming in my Silver?, the water is warm, you as well Xerus, plus you goldie” Melina chuckled lightly.
"Ardon jump! Cannonball!" Cheered the girls. It didn't take much more encouragement than that for the gold to jump to his feet.
"Ardon no-" earned forge but it was too late. Ardon leapt and sent a wave across the pool. The girls shrieked in laughter as forge and Xerrus got splashed.
"Well, no point in staying dry now is there?" Said the night striker, slinking into the pool like a giant alligator. The girls swam up to him and climbed up his muzzle to use as a makeshift diving board.
Melina laughed at the dragon’s antics, seeing the water splash over the dragons, including the silver dragon, the golden dragon had his goofy grin on his face.
“Well, now your wet, you need to come on in now, before our allocated time is up” Melina said to the silver.
Forge seemed to agree and sunk into the warm water and let out a sigh.
"See you didn't melt," teased Ardon.
"I didn't think I would," replied the silver.
Melina chuckled, swimming onto the dragon’s back.
“Actually it is very good for dragons to have thermal Baths, relaxes the muscles, increases blood flow and keeps your scales shiny, also helps release relaxants which slow down aging” Melina said to the golden dragon.
"I don't plan on getting old, ever," Ardon informed her.
Forge snorted, "if you find the secret to that so let me in on it."
Melina laughed lightly as the girls continued playing in the water, enjoying its warmth and the steam coming off the water, made it look mystical with the lights dimmed for the night striker to be comfortable.
“So, Ardon, did you leave Jack snoozing to come here, you guys are joined at the hip, he probably wondered where you gone” Melina teased lightly.
"He was on a call in his office when I left so I'm not sure what he's up to now," replied Ardon with a smile.
"Good for you to give the poor man a break once in a while. I don't know how he hasn't lost his mind already," joked Forge.
Soon enough the man of the conversation came in and looked to see the golden dragon playing with the kids who were with Xerrus.
“Ah there you all are, enjoying your dip Ardon?, head of this guardian facility and your playing with the kids and annoying your uncle” laughed Jack.
"Hey, even the best need a break every once in a while," grinned the dragon, splashing water towards him.
Jack dodged the water and gave Ardon a look.
“Hey knock it off you overgrown Lizard, you got duties to do mr, so 20 minutes and then I meet you in the briefing room, I like you there too Melina, Xerrus, tell David that until the weather improves, there be no night shift patrols” Jack said.
"Are you sure, sir? I can still make it out there with little issue," said Xerrus as Ardon pulled himself out of the pool and shook off.
Jack shook his head.
“No no, I would not be responsible director letting you go out in the cold, just keep doing what your doing, I see you in 20 minutes professor” Jack said as he left with Ardon in tow.
Melina sighed, looking up at the silver.
“I could stay in here forever, it is so nice and warm, I could almost fall asleep” Melina said to the silver.
"Well don't do that," said Forge protectively. "We don't want you drowning."
Melina smiled lightly at the silver.
“I know, my Silver, you fancy another 5 minutes and then dry off and do boring facility stuff?” the woman asked the old dragon.
"Boring facility stuff, sounds like a good plan, professor," hummed the silver.
Melina chuckled lightly as he saw Xerrus with the girls still in the pool, she smiled lightly seeing how much the night striker cared and looked after Davids children, they were good girls.
“Do not work too hard on your parenting duties Xerrus” Melina said as the night striker nodded at Melina’s comments.
Vonriir had made his way down to the hot pools and spotted the others. He grinned and charged in, sending a mini tidal wave across the water. Michelle and Tara cheered and laughed as they were swept up by the water. Xerrus looked on in amusement as the girls seemed to be having fun.
“Oh Vonriir, trust you to come charging into the hot thermal pools, your dun coloured scales are always shimmering and shiny these days” Melina lightly teased, drying off at the side.
"The minerals help, so I've heard," thrummed the massive dragon, sinking as low as he could in the water though the two large spikes on his shoulders rose out of the pool like dual shark fins.
Melina laughed as the woman finished drying off, getting changed in one of the privacy aloves in the thermal pools room.
“Ok, we best get going have fun, I book an evening swim at 8KST” Melina said walking with the silver out into the main area, to meet up with Jack and Ardon.
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Despite the earlier hour, the admittance wing of Comhaltas was not as quiet as it usually was. Zyra, bundled up in winter gear, landed with Amanda on her back, followed by two young dragons and an elder dragoness who trembled with cold.
“Come in, up to the desk here, it’s a bit warmer,” said Amanda, as she jumped off Zyra’s back and pulled off her gloves, rubbing her chilled hands together to warm up.
“We’ll get you warmed up, not to worry,” said Zyra cheerily to the trio they had escorted in. The bridge of her nose was rosy from the cold air outside, the dragoness hailed from tropical islands on the other side of the world and seemed to be having a more difficult time coping with the cold.
“We were blown off course,” explained one of the young males as Amanda typed their registry into the computer.
“With the cold we wanted to ensure our grand-dame was alright,” said the other as he looked over his shoulder to the frail looking dragoness. “Her home was nearly snowed in so we tried to bring her down to someplace warmer but got caught up in the winds. It’s snowing already up in Ballafore plains.”
“Really? It hardly ever gets snow up there,” said the dragoness, shaking her head. “That must have been quite the trek for you all. Bellafore is a good distance away.”
“Get her a blanket for now, would you, Zy?” asked Amanda, seeing the dragoness still shivering.
“On it,” replied the Boldwing, disappearing down a hall.
“You are Cyprites, correct?” Amanda asked, noting their deep, steely grey colouration, speckled with teal blue spots sporting black rings. A rather handsome, midsized breed.
“Yes,” said the taller of the two males.
“Names?”
“I’m Halor, my brother Corvin and our grand-dame Afali,” the young dragon introduced them.
Amanda typed away and then smiled up at them, “Thank you.”
Just then Zyra returned with a few blankets, one of which she kindly draped around the elder dragoness with care.
“Thank you, miss,” said Afali.
“There you go, I-“ started Zyra when she noticed something along the edges of Afali’s wing. Amanda noticed her dragon go quiet and looked over in concern.
“My elder, we’ll get you all warmed up but I think we should make a quick visit to the medical ward to take a look at your wing here.”
“Oh?” said the old dragoness,, shuffling her wings lightly. “I can still hardly feel them from flying out in that cold.”
As Amanda came over she recognized the symptoms of frostbite on the vulnerable leading edges of the dragon’s wing.
“We flew through the mountain pass to get here quicker,” said Halor, looking over their shoulder worriedly.
“No need to fret,” said Zyra, trying to be optimistic for them, “Lets have our staff take a look then you all can enjoy something warm to eat,”
Amanda flagged down one of the resident dragons and introduced them to their new arrivals. Soon enough they were being led away down the large corridor while Amanda and Zyra hung back.
“That didn’t look very good did it?” the woman asked, holding her hand to her cheek in a worried fashion as she looked at the little family as they walked away.
“No, the dragons out here aren’t used to this cold and it’s really catching them off guard,” replied Zyra, “The wings are the most vulnerable, Professor Goodwin said.”
“We’ll we are doing our best to help anyone that passes through. You didn’t get too cold out there, did you?” Amana inquired, giving her dragoness a once over.
“Its definitely too cold for my liking but I am fine, we weren’t out long and I had all that gear on.”
“Right, did I tell you that you look pretty darn cute in all that fuzzy attire?” teased the woman.
Zyra shoved her gently with her nose and smirked, “I think I look like a giant, confused squirrel in that getup.”
“Nah,” smiled Amanda, running her hands up and down Zyra’s muzzle briskly. “It’s too cold for me too, anyway. We all have to bundle up.”
“I thought it’s supposed to be cold from where you’re from. Aren’t you used to it?”
Amanda laughed, “I don’t live in a frozen wasteland. We do experience summer there you know.”
“I don’t know. I’ve never been,” joked Zyra.
The woman smiled at her and scratched under the boldwing’s chin affectionately, “Its just about time for lunch, fancy getting something to eat?”
“Sure. I could go for a big cup of tea.” Nodded the dragoness.



Back on the other side of the facility, Ardon nosed open the door for the meeting room as Jack flicked on the lights.
“So, what’s this meeting for?” inquired the dragon, pulling out a seat for the man before walking over to the windows. He pulled back the screen but was met with a bitter white sky. The trees surrounding the facility were being battered by a cold wind, their leaves stripped early from their branches.
" Well, general meeting and discuss the ongoing weather conditions, Baxter told me the food Gardens are shut down due to the snow, we are now eating into our food reserves" Jack said.
Ardon was going to make a joke out of that but as he turned to see Jack’s expression he realized it probably wasn’t the best idea, "Oh, well I hope our next shipment isn't delayed by the weather."
"Shouldn’t be but considering that is all we are relying on, the resident dragons might have to hunt," Jack said.
Ardon nodded, “That won’t be a problem…. I hope.”
Just then the sound of talons on the tile floor alerted them to Forge and Melina’s arrival. Kindly, the silver dragon allowed Melina to walk in first. He nodded to Ardon as he sat out of the way and curled his tail around his feet.
“Hello gang, not too late are we?” Melina asked.
“No, all good. It won’t be a long meeting, just to keep you up to date on things,” Jack replied.
“We’re going to starve to death basically,” said Ardon.
Forge snorted, silencing the gold. Now was not a time for joking.
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Despite the earlier hour, the admittance wing of Comhaltas was not as quiet as it usually was. Zyra, bundled up in winter gear, landed with Amanda on her back, followed by two young dragons and an elder dragoness who trembled with cold.
“Come in, up to the desk here, it’s a bit warmer,” said Amanda, as she jumped off Zyra’s back and pulled off her gloves, rubbing her chilled hands together to warm up.
“We’ll get you warmed up, not to worry,” said Zyra cheerily to the trio they had escorted in. The bridge of her nose was rosy from the cold air outside, the dragoness hailed from tropical islands on the other side of the world and seemed to be having a more difficult time coping with the cold.
“We were blown off course,” explained one of the young males as Amanda typed their registry into the computer.
“With the cold we wanted to ensure our grand-dame was alright,” said the other as he looked over his shoulder to the frail looking dragoness. “Her home was nearly snowed in so we tried to bring her down to someplace warmer but got caught up in the winds. It’s snowing already up in Ballafore plains.”
“Really? It hardly ever gets snow up there,” said the dragoness, shaking her head. “That must have been quite the trek for you all. Bellafore is a good distance away.”
“Get her a blanket for now, would you, Zy?” asked Amanda, seeing the dragoness still shivering.
“On it,” replied the Boldwing, disappearing down a hall.
“You are Cyprites, correct?” Amanda asked, noting their deep, steely grey colouration, speckled with teal blue spots sporting black rings. A rather handsome, midsized breed.
“Yes,” said the taller of the two males.
“Names?”
“I’m Halor, my brother Corvin and our grand-dame Afali,” the young dragon introduced them.
Amanda typed away and then smiled up at them, “Thank you.”
Just then Zyra returned with a few blankets, one of which she kindly draped around the elder dragoness with care.
“Thank you, miss,” said Afali.
“There you go, I-“ started Zyra when she noticed something along the edges of Afali’s wing. Amanda noticed her dragon go quiet and looked over in concern.
“My elder, we’ll get you all warmed up but I think we should make a quick visit to the medical ward to take a look at your wing here.”
“Oh?” said the old dragoness,, shuffling her wings lightly. “I can still hardly feel them from flying out in that cold.”
As Amanda came over she recognized the symptoms of frostbite on the vulnerable leading edges of the dragon’s wing.
“We flew through the mountain pass to get here quicker,” said Halor, looking over their shoulder worriedly.
“No need to fret,” said Zyra, trying to be optimistic for them, “Lets have our staff take a look then you all can enjoy something warm to eat,”
Amanda flagged down one of the resident dragons and introduced them to their new arrivals. Soon enough they were being led away down the large corridor while Amanda and Zyra hung back.
“That didn’t look very good did it?” the woman asked, holding her hand to her cheek in a worried fashion as she looked at the little family as they walked away.
“No, the dragons out here aren’t used to this cold and it’s really catching them off guard,” replied Zyra, “The wings are the most vulnerable, Professor Goodwin said.”
“We’ll we are doing our best to help anyone that passes through. You didn’t get too cold out there, did you?” Amana inquired, giving her dragoness a once over.
“Its definitely too cold for my liking but I am fine, we weren’t out long and I had all that gear on.”
“Right, did I tell you that you look pretty darn cute in all that fuzzy attire?” teased the woman.
Zyra shoved her gently with her nose and smirked, “I think I look like a giant, confused squirrel in that getup.”
“Nah,” smiled Amanda, running her hands up and down Zyra’s muzzle briskly. “It’s too cold for me too, anyway. We all have to bundle up.”
“I thought it’s supposed to be cold from where you’re from. Aren’t you used to it?”
Amanda laughed, “I don’t live in a frozen wasteland. We do experience summer there you know.”
“I don’t know. I’ve never been,” joked Zyra.
The woman smiled at her and scratched under the boldwing’s chin affectionately, “Its just about time for lunch, fancy getting something to eat?”
“Sure. I could go for a big cup of tea.” Nodded the dragoness.



Back on the other side of the facility, Ardon nosed open the door for the meeting room as Jack flicked on the lights.
“So, what’s this meeting for?” inquired the dragon, pulling out a seat for the man before walking over to the windows. He pulled back the screen but was met with a bitter white sky. The trees surrounding the facility were being battered by a cold wind, their leaves stripped early from their branches.
" Well, general meeting and discuss the ongoing weather conditions, Baxter told me the food Gardens are shut down due to the snow, we are now eating into our food reserves" Jack said.
Ardon was going to make a joke out of that but as he turned to see Jack’s expression he realized it probably wasn’t the best idea, "Oh, well I hope our next shipment isn't delayed by the weather."
"Shouldn’t be but considering that is all we are relying on, the resident dragons might have to hunt," Jack said.
Ardon nodded, “That won’t be a problem…. I hope.”
Just then the sound of talons on the tile floor alerted them to Forge and Melina’s arrival. Kindly, the silver dragon allowed Melina to walk in first. He nodded to Ardon as he sat out of the way and curled his tail around his feet.
“Hello gang, not too late are we?” Melina asked.
“No, all good. It won’t be a long meeting, just to keep you up to date on things,” Jack replied.
“We’re going to starve to death basically,” said Ardon.
Forge snorted, silencing the gold. Now was not a time for joking.
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Jack shook his head lightly at Ardon’s joke, it wasn’t the best way to start the meeting off as Melina looked at Jack, trying to read the man to see if things were ok, soon they were joined by Dr Baxter and Robert.
“Not late are we boss?” Robert asked as Jack shook his head lightly.
“No, not at all, waiting on Amanda and Zyra then we can begin, I can then go and speak to David and Xerrus” Jack responded.
Amanda and Zyra walked into the meeting room shortly after, "Sorry, we're here. Didn't get the notice till a moment ago," Amanda apologized.
Ardon smiled a little to himself as Zyra sat across from him.
“No worries, I begin now then, I won’t keep you too long but we are expecting more dragons to come to use for shelter and rest during this ever growing winter, we have so far done an audit and can hold up to 50 dragons comfortably, 70 uncomfortably” Jack said to the group.
"We just had a group of three come in from the cold," explained Zyra.
"I think that brings our current total to 29 if the admission logs are correct," added Amanda.
"That doesn't leave a whole lot of room for more," hummed Forge.
Jack nodded in agreement to Forge’s concerns.
“How about moving the fighters out of the hanger bay, we could free up space there?” Baxter suggested.
“Where would the fighters go, they get damaged in these sorts of conditions, most of them are grounded” Robert said.
“Clearly, we have a lot of work to do, we could utilise the canteen area and free up spaces there, Comhaltas was never designed to house so many dragons at one time” Jack said.
"If arrivals can withstand a lack of private rooms and live in shared spaces we have plenty of common areas that can be used," suggested Ardon.
"Forge, it looks like you have something on your mind," noticed Zyra.
The silver nodded, “Yes. We should be mindful in housing so many dragons in close quarters..."
Robert looked up at Forge, a little concerned.
“Dragon fights and territorial stuff?” Robert asked the silver dragon.
"I am afraid so. Stuffing so many dragons in one spot will likely lead to tension in the very least," explained Forge, "We will have to keep an eye on everyone if things worsen and we do have to house more."
Jack nodded lightly at Forge’s concerns.
“I agree, fighting is the last thing we want, do you have any suggestions Forge on this matter?” the man asked the silver.
"Set some rules for all new arrivals. If they can't follow them we will be unable to be their refuge," stated the silver.
"Seems a bit harsh," said Ardon.
"He's right though. We can't be a refuge if our guests are causing trouble," Zyra said.
“Then it is decided, I like you Forge to lead on that front, other than that, I am getting Baxter to turn the heating up in the base, it is getting colder and we need to keep everyone warm, the thermal pools will continue to have time limits put on them for all, except in medical emergencies and any dragons need the,” Jack said as Melina nodded lightly.
“Next item, as Ardon so bluntly put it, our gardens are frozen up, there be nothing growing in the grounds there, a few plants have been saved and be grown indoors but means we will now be eating into our stores of food, until the next shipment in a weeks’ time” Jack said to the team.
"We could begin hunts now, just to have a bigger reserve in our food stores," suggested Forge.
Robert nodded his head in agreement.
“I think Forge has a good point, hunt now, conserve our supplies, especially if we are going to be getting more dragons here” Robert said.
“Ok, Forge another thing to be in charge of, hunting and gathering, plus rules of etiquette for our guests” Jack said to the silver.
Forge nodded, "I can manage that."
“Excellent, as to the winter situation, we will monitor the weather however from our satellite information it isn’t looking good, temperatures around Kilara are lowering, we are seeing snow spreading widespread and even in the tropics, Zyra’s home snow fell for the first time today, my concern is for many of the dragon species unable to cope with this” Jack said.
Zyra seemed surprised. She had never seen snow in her life until she came to Talkiir. "I hope it doesn't last forever." She said.
“We hope so too” Baxter said with a small nod.
“We keep you updated, but we will probably be expecting more dragons, I want us to be ready for that eventuality and keep running the facility to the best of our abilities, until then I’m suspending night patrols, we need David on days and Xerrus as well but with so little light about, he should be ok for short runs” Jack said.
“I only want Amanda and Zyra to be out if needs must 20 minutes, no more” Melina said to Jack who looked to Amanda and Zyra.
“How do you feel about that you two?” Jack asked.
"That's fine with us, your orders sir," replied Amanda, putting her hand on Zyra she shoulder as the dragoness nodded in agreement.
“I would recommend I keep checks on Zyra, to ensure she isn’t getting a shock from the cold” Melina said, Jack nodded and agreed with the idea but something in Melina clicked.
“Perhaps, If I maybe so bold, I can ask and show Amanda how to run a check over Zyra in the labs, then Zyra can enter that data and we can monitor it” the professor said.
"I'd be alright with that. I want to make sure she's not overdoing it," nodded Amanda. "We can keep an eye on you, missy," she said, turning to her dragoness, "I don't want us flying back with frostbite or anything."
“Excellent, I think that is it, dismissed” Jack said as the team dispersed but Melina approached Amanda with a smile while Ardon and Zyra chatted.
"You should be careful, Boldwings aren't really built for the cold," said Ardon.
"Oh yeah? You're a Boldwing expert now?" teased Zyra.
"Maybe..."grinned Ardon as Zyra rolled her eyes but had to smile at his goofiness.
As the two of them were chatting Melina took this time to talk to Amanda, feeling it was a good chance to get the two to be interested in lab work and to work together.
“Sorry if I over imposed myself Amanda, I just saw an ideal opportunity for you two to work together in the labs, considering Jack has halted your environmental work due to the cold, I thought it be a great way for you and Zy to bond more” Melina said.
"No, it's alright, Professor. I am glad to keep busy and I am always happy to be able to ensure Zyra's health and wellbeing. As much as they worry about us, I think we worry back just as much," she admitted.
Melina smiled lightly.
“I agree, I can help start you off on the basics and then you can take over, Zyra is a whizz on computing data and putting it into data form on the systems, it mean you both can actively see if Zyra is still ok for the flights in these harsh conditions” Melina said.
"Yeah, I'm just afraid she'll push herself and its hard to rein her in. Love her to bits but my girl is certainly a determined one. We had sent off an older Cyprite with bad frostbite on her wings to the medical ward earlier. I really don't want Zyra suffering anything like that." replied Amanda.
“I make sure she doesn’t, but with you there, we make sure she knows her limits, I best go see the Cyrite and see how the staff are doing” Melina said as she left with Forge following.


David had been informed of the meeting and wanted to speak to Xerrus as he brought the girls in from their swim in the thermal pool.
“Hey girls, were you good for Xerrus?” he asked his daughters as Brianne got the lunch on for them.
"Yes," the girls chimed together as the dragon walked in behind them. Xerrus laid down out of the way and curled his long tail around himself.
"They were well behaved this morning," he said.
David smiled.
“Good, I needed to chat to you, Jack has sent me the notes from the meeting, so I go over them with you if that is ok Xerrus” David said.
"Of course," replied the dragon, turning to listen, "fire away."
“Well, the meat of it is that the weather is continuing to deteriorate, just heating will increase and our night patrols are no longer going ahead, so we are being reassigned to days, but Jack has asked would you be ok patrolling the perimeter of the base, not too far, the dark clouds should keep the sun off your scales” David asked the night striker.
"I fear it will still be too bright, but I can certainly try," nodded the night striker
“Hrmm, well don’t want you to burn your scales, perhaps we can do twilight shifts, late evening into the night, keep you in the dark, Jack doesn’t want us going far because you lack a fire lung” David said, looking up at the night striker.
Xerrus understood. His own breed came from more temperate regions and this bitter cold wasn't his ideal weather. "Twilight and dawn would be better, certainly. Should we begin tonight?"
David shook his head lightly.
“Jack doesn’t want us rushed, so enjoy the down time, then again your not a dragon who likes a lot of down time” the man chuckled lightly.
Xerrus smiled lightly, "No, I am kept busy enough. I think I will catch some rest while I can though. Wake me up before we depart if the girls haven't woken me by then."
David smiled lightly.
“I keep the girls occupied, thanks Xerrus, go rest up” the man said watching the dragon go back into his dark room.
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Ardon trotted after Jack as they left the meeting room. The gold dragon had chatted briefly with Zyra before he saw the man on the move and had to excuse himself to follow.
“So what’s the plan now that we know we might be in for a lot more visitors?” asked Ardon.
"I have to ensure we make some preparations for any further dragons, I see you later, go amuse yourself and keep out of trouble" Jack said.
The dragon’s eyes lit up, no work? He could deal with that. He had been rather busy the last couple days anyway so he didn’t mind an extra long break.
"You sure there's nothing I can do?" Asked Ardon though from his posture he seemed excited at the idea of more free time.
"No, you’re all good, just make sure the thermal pools are being kept in order, other than that, go amuse yourself young dragon" Jack grinned.
Ardon didn’t have to be told twice, he nudged Jack’s arm playfully before dashing off with a whoop of excitement. “See ya!” he shouted over his shoulder as he trotted away. There was trouble to get into and no time to waste.


Zyra and Amanda had followed Melina down to her labs while her silver dragon had parted ways and made his way down to the central hub of the facility, leaving them to begin learning.
Amanda looked around and the entered the professor’s haven. It was always so beautifully neat and pristine in here. Nearly everything was some form of brilliant white or polished steel; bright LED lights blinking from machines and stations here and there. Melina walked off to her office to fetch something while they waited in the laboratory.
“Makes my room look like a dump,” Amanda whispered to the Boldwing.
Zyra laughed lightly and shook her head, “Oh it’s not that bad.”
The professor returned with a notebook in her hand as Amanda and Zyra waited expectantly.
"So Amanda I show you the basic checks then we can increase the more detailed checks on Zyra" Melina explained.
"Alright, so what first?" asked Amanda as Zyra stood next to her expectantly; yellow eyes bright and interested.
"Well usually with Forge, I do a quick visual inspection to see if everything is fine, make sure there isn't anything obvious, check wings, tail and forepaws" Melina instructed.
Amanda nodded, “I have been giving her a quick once over when we get back in.”
"After every flight? That seems like a bit much," said Zyra though she did not protest as they applied the sensors.
"Every 2 weeks this is Zy, then you get the fun job of compiling the data and presenting it."
The dragoness smiled, “That would be interesting to see…”
The three of them continued their study as Amanda took in the process, learning how to keep her dragoness in top form.





As Forge walked through the halls and towards the large common area, called The Hub, other dragons looked up at his approach.
As old as he was, the silver’s presence commanded much respect from other dragons. He was well revered by those who recognized him. Others bowed their heads as he walked past and in turn he would give a gentle dip of his own as he moved past. The silver had been the key to beginning the friendship between humans and dragons and for that his name was well known across Talkiir and beyond.
“Another cold one, Forge, are you interested in some hot soup today?” asked one of the men who worked the kitchens.
“No, not now thank you,” replied the silver as he passed. He made it way to a rather large, and equally recognizable face in Comhaltas; Vonriir.
“Finally made it out of the pools?” asked Forge, walking up to him.
Vonriir chuckled, “Yes, sadly. I rather do like it down there.”
“Of course you would.”
“Oh Forge, don’t be a stick in the mud,” teased Vonriir, jostling the silver.
The older dragon snorted, “I’m just preoccupied.”
“With the winter that’s started?”
“Yes, if things continue like this many dragons will be in dire state if this winter worsens,” said Forge grimly. “We’ve never had weather like this, this far south.”
“But we have Comhaltas now, we’ll be able to help,” said Vonriir optimistically.
Forge shook his head, “There are hundreds of thousands of dragons on Talkiir alone. Comhaltas can only help so many and we are limited on supplies. The deliveries from earth provide only so much and they are few and far between, especially with weather like this. If it worsens I don’t have much faith that the ship will be even able to land.
Vonriir’s optimistic smile faded, “Oh, yes. I suppose so. We have to hope for the best and that the weather will clear up soon.”
“Hope,” murmured Forge.
“We’ve helped a number already so keep that chin up, sir. We’ll manage though. We always do.”
Forge nodded lightly, getting to his feet, “I’m going to make my rounds, I’ll see you later, Vonriir.”
“Have a good day, sir,” replied the Western Cragback as the silver walked away.
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The next few days the weather continued to deteriorate and the snowfall intensified, soon a few more dragons came to the facility, suffering from the cold as they tried to seek refuge from the bitter cold that was continuing to savage the planet of Kilara.
A young dragon with his mate and two young hatchlings were trying to reach the facility on foot, the winds far too strong for them to fly, being a smaller breed, the dragons kept close as his mate tried to shield the young dragons best she could with her wings.
Our on their brief patrol, Amanda looked through a pair of binoculars, pulling her scarf tighter around to her fight off the bitter cold. The winds were slowly starting to pick up and the cold was beginning to seep through her jacket. She scanned the area as the boldwing flew on, pausing a moment before then quickly tapping at Zyra's shoulder.
"Zy, 10 o'clock, there's some dragons in distress."
The dragoness turned her head and spotted them, her drakine eyes just as sharp as the binoculars. She angled her wings and sped off; fogging breath a stream behind her.
“Please help!” shouted the young dragon male who could see the bold wing approach, the young dragons were covered in snow, covering their bold red markings.
They obviously were used to warmer climates and the increasing snow storm and harsh arctic winds had caught them off guard, their only hope was to reach Comhaltas as they had left the safety of a cave to get to the facility.
Amanda stood up in the saddle as Zyra landed. "We're going to take you back to Comhaltas. We can get you warmed up."
Zyra took two little hatchlings in her paws and passed them up to Amanda.
"Hey little ones, here you go," she said, letting them curl up on the faux fur lining of Zyras winter harness in front of her. She took off her jacket and covered them up.
"Come on, it's not far to the building, follow me," said the boldwing, the dragons thanked the woman and the bold wing as they made their way towards the facility.
Zyra turned and lowered her head to trudge back through the snow, her limbs already feeling half frozen.
Soon they arrived at the base as the massive doors opened as the dragons entered, soon the warmth of the facilities heating began to take charge as the winter shield doors closed, followed by the other large doors to keep the heat in.
Amanda and Zyra led the newcomers towards the medical wing.
The woman knocked on the door before opening it and leading them in.
"Professor, we need you."
Melina was tending to another dragon with her Assistant dragon healer, Dr Charles Drake as they were treating the dragon for frostbite, Melina came over to where Amanda was clutching the two baby dragons, the parents coming in, shivering and covered in snow as it was melting on their scales.
“Oh dear you poor things, please bring them through, I check the hatchlings now, they look freezing” Melina said as they were joined by another apprentice Dr Sam.
“Where did you find them girls?” Melina asked Amanda and Zyra.
"On the east side, by the lake," said Amanda. "Looks like they were headed south like everyone else."
Melina nodded putting the young hatchlings on the medical table as Sam brought warm towels for them as she did her checks, the dragons quickly snuggled into the warmth of the towels as Melina scanned the dragons.
The young male turned to Zyra and Amanda, “Thank you for rescuing us and saving our young hatchlings, we took a chance to get here but the weather changed on us, the winds become too strong for us to fly, we are only small breeds” the male said.
"Do not worry. That's what we are here for. The winds certainly have picked up in the last day. Where were you headed?" Asked Zyra.
The female red dragon spoke after another of the assistants helped dry the red dragons off.
“As far south as we could, but even there, we found cold and snow, we heard from another group of dragons that this place was here, offering refuge” the red female said.
Melina heard the conversation and seemed to think that many dragons would seek their facility as a refuge and perhaps this needed urgently looking into, already today they had 12 dragons turn up, looking for shelter from the cold, wintery conditions.
"Word travels fast," noted Amanda.
"Well we will do what we can to help everyone this winter." Added Zyra.
Melina did her check and then approached the parents, “They be fine, little cold but they warm up, I think a dip in our thermal pools will help, then we set you up somewhere to stay, since you got little ones, we put priority on you getting some quarters” Melina said.
The red male seemed grateful, dipping his head in respect, the dragon came up to Melina’s head but they did not grow much bigger than ponies.
“Thank you, we try not to be a burden, we work around you, we are so grateful for your hospitality” he said.
“Sam will take care of you, I just need to chat to Amanda and Zyra” the professor said as Sam smiled and showed them their small baby dragons, snuggled in among the warm towels.
“That is the 13th dragon flight we had today, seems we are the place to be, I did warn Jack this might happen, I know he is looking to try and fit everyone in” Melina said.
"Ardon said we can start clearing common areas to convert to spaces for guests." Said Zyra.
Melina nodded lightly.
“I think we have to accelerate the plans I think, I think we have to do a swap, ask Vonriir and Forge to go out on patrol to rescue any other dragons, I think you need to rest and warm up” Melina said.
"Yeah, it's a bit chilly out there for dragons without a firelung," said Zyra.
"We can let commander Harkness know," suggested Amanda.
“Yes, that be great, then you two get yourself to the thermal pools and warm up, max time 30 minutes then rest up, Forge and Vonriir will take the patrol, perhaps even Ardon” Melina said.
"Right, thank you, professor," said Zyra with a smile before turning to Amanda to go set out on their task.
Melina went back to work and helped the red dragons and their small hatchlings find a room and to sort them out as she cleared the medical bay for the next dragon if they turned up, keeping the bays free and ready.
Forge walked into the labs followed by Vonriir, "The lounge has been rearranged to house some midsize breeds, Melina."
"How have things been in here?" Inquired vonriir.
Melina looked and saw the big dragons enter the labs, she approached with a kind smile nodding as Forge spoke, as well as Vonriir’s query.
“Steady, had another young family come in, I m so far keeping track and keeping the bays clear, be the 13th dragon flights to come in today, most are caught out from the storm, others suffering frostbite, especially the dragons use to the tropics” Melina said.
Vonriir shook his head in dismay.
"Well," sighed Forge, "we will do whatever we can to help."
Melina nodded lightly.
“I sent Amanda and Zyra to the thermal pools, shes feeling the cold, I think you two should go out and see if any other dragons need any help, you are hardier breeds and should last a bit longer, but no more than 45 minutes out there, wrap up as well” Melina instructed.
"Yes mum," chuckled Vonriir as Forge rolled his eyes.
"We can do that, Melina. We should also turn the beacon light on top of the facility during the night. Help anyone lost find their way if they're caught through the dark."
“I agree, I ask Baxter to do that, Robert said we also launch rescue ships with fighter escorts while we sleeping, Sam said he can do a nightshift, along with a few members of my staff” Melina commented.

"I am hoping this weather won't last too long so we won't have to risk everyone out there," said forge.
Melina nodded lightly.
“Me too Forge, me too” the professor said.
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Over the next week and a half the weather seemed to worsen. The clouds had grown so thick and ominous that even midday seemed bleakly dark. Icy winds howled across the lands, bringing with it heavy snow, freezing rain and more bitter cold.

The hot springs down below in the bottom of the facility had now become a common area. Those not in the pool simple lingered in the steaming room to warm up and avoid the chilliness that clung to everywhere else.
It was slowly starting to fill up in the facility as dragons took refuge at Comhaltas.


Ardon came running to the main entryway, “Open the doors, Forge is back!” he called to the man at the front desk.
The inner doors opened first, easily but the outer doors seemed to pause momentarily before engaging. As soon as a crack in their defences appeared snow began streaming inside, pushed in by a roaring wind. Ardon threw up a wing to shield his face from the flurries as Vonriir trotted into the foyer with him.
“Stars, it’s tempestuous out there!” said the cragback.
“Where is he?” asked Ardon, Forge still hadn’t made it back through the doors and snow was spilling in, forming big drifts in the entryway.
“Are you sure he gave you the signal?” shouted the man in charge of the entry doors.
“Yes,” said Ardon, looking down at the device in his paw, flashing wildly.
“We will have to close it before the snow takes over the foyer. The wind is blowing it right at us. ”
“Not yet! He’s coming.”
Just then a shadow fell over the entryway. Silver and snow came bursting through.
“Close the door!” roared Forge as he landed. Ardon realized he had three dragons with him, now that the door was shutting and the snow settling. A pair of eastern mountain dragons, smaller but built heavier than their western counterparts, and their young son. All three of them sported scales of various green hues, though now dulled by the cold. The father looked in bad shape, the great silver nearly having to hold him up.
“I have to get them to the medical wing. Can you deal with this?” asked Forge,
Ardon and Vonriir nodded as the silver lead away the eastern mountain dragons. Ardon met eyes with the young son, who nodded a brief thanks before shaking off the snow from his scales and followed after his family.


“Can you clear that snow, Von?” asked Ardon, “To where the spillway drain is in the floor.”
“Of course,” nodded the giant dragon, he swung his heavy, wide tail and swept it across the ground. The snow rolled and crunched as he brushed it to the far corner. They couldn’t try opening the doors again for fear that more snow would come rolling in, hampering their efforts. Ardon would have to make use of their flood prevention system; drains along the perimeter edge of the entry doors that prevented rainwater from collecting inside the foyer.
As soon as Vonriir was done, Ardon trotted up and let out a small stream of flame, melting the snow so that it would train through the grates and down to their water system. The giant cragback tilted his head, realizing what Ardon was doing and decided to help. He opened his jaws and let out a firestorm of flame so hot that the gold had to jump out of the way.
The snow did vanish quickly but they were now left with a giant scorch mark upon the wall where the snow had been piled up.
“Oh dear,” said Vonriir, looking at the smoke marks on the pale white wall.
Ardon frowned, that’s what he had been trying to avoid but when he brought his paw up and rubbed a spot of the black it appeared to come off easy. “It’s just soot, luckily. I’ll get something to clean this.”
“Sorry Ardon,” Vonriir apologized.
“No worries, Von. You made quick work of that snow.”




In the Medical Wing, Forge had brought in the three dragons he had found; Melina’s team rushing to help the older male who seemed to be having great trouble supporting himself on his own legs. Zyra had been recruited to help in the infirmary, the humans alone not able to move and adjust dragons themselves if they needed to.
Once the father was carted away to be treated, Melina returned to assess the mother and her son who looked fearful, still shivering despite the warmth inside.
"Let's check this little one out, what’s your name young dragon?" Melina asked kindly.
"Korrin," said the dragon, "is my father going to be okay?" He asked worriedly.
"I look over him, little one, but your dad looks a hardy guy, he be ok, I make sure of it" Melina assured the young dragon.
Korrin gave a shallow nod as his mother put a paw on his back,
“Thank you,” she said quietly.
A while later Melina seemed to sense something not quite right between her and Forge. "What is on your mind Forge?" she asked, looking up at the silver.
The dragon looked down at her, having waited in the hall for her to finish her work.
“It is getting worse out there. A whole colony of shimmer drakes… they didn’t make it…” he said quietly.





"We're at 42 dragons now," said Ardon, looking at the stats that Amanda had just sent him. "Luckily most of the new arrivals in the past two days have been smaller breeds which kind of gives us a little more room..."
"Yes, it’s when the big guys start showing up, there will be problems, two ships carrying food and supplies will be here in 3 days, Captain Alex I think" Jack said to the gold.
"Will they make it through this weather? The winds had really picked up. Even Forge had trouble this morning and he's a strong flyer."
"The ships are coming directly into the atmosphere, they be ok...I hope, they coming on new ships, the Omega destroyers, they are far larger in mass than Forge, they should be ok" Jack replied as he showed Ardon an image of the ships
The gold looked at them and nodded, hoping that they would be able to brave the roaring storm outside. They needed those supplies if they were going to hold out in this.
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The weather continued to worsen outside as Comhaltas was being battered by bitter snow storms, more dragons were coming and some sadly were not making it, Jack had to put a stop to Forge and Vonriir going out as the weather worsened.
The ships patrolled round but visibility had been severely reduced, even that rescue ships were now starting to struggle in the wintery conditions.
Jack was in the meeting room with Dr Baxter and Robert there, Ardon was with Jack as he would represent the Comhaltas dragons, they were luckily able to be rescue two elders who had recovered, however a few others were not so lucky, sadly the rescue ships got there too late as the dragons were found frozen in the bitter cold, covered in snow.
It saddened Jack the dragons they were losing so many dragons to this winter and that they had not been in time to rescue them.
"Thank you for your hospitality," said the blue-grey Zephyrn.
"I don't know what would have become of many of the dragons here had you not opened your doors to them," rasped the other elder dragon, an Amberi with citrus coloured scales.
Jack nodded in respect.
“We have a determined team, I am sorry we were not able to save the other two elders in time, we sadly lost a few dragons in the ward but the professor is trying her best for all the dragons here, we are opening up more spaces for more seeking refuge” Jack said to the elders.
The dragons were quiet for a moment, letting the sombre reminder of their loss linger in the air.
"We know you are doing everything you can and we thank you deeply for it," said the Zephyrn.
Jack looked at Robert and then to Dr Baxter before returning his gaze to the elders.
“We also need your permission for something my elders” Jack said gesturing to Robert who approached.
“This base is powered by renewable resources, solar panels, water wheels and thermal power from the pools, sadly the bitter weather has cut off sunlight and rivers have frozen, we will lose power to the base unless……we use our Thorium reactors, from the rocks we mined from Kilara” Robert said.
"Is that safe?" Asked Ardon with a concerned tone. They hadn't needed to use them before.
“Yes and no, Yes being it is far safer than older techniques, no as in it does produce toxic waste, we need to store it, it isn’t nice stuff but will produce the power we need to keep the base operational” Robert said.
"Can we hold off on that until we're certain there's no other choice?" The gold questioned.
Robert and Dr Baxter exchanged looks as the man spoke again.
"We are sadly at that junction, we shut down non-essential systems, the base will begin to shut down in 2 weeks...we have no choice but to evacuate in a month" Robert said bluntly to the group.
Ardon's seemed worried about this, "we don't have anywhere to evacuate to..."
"Ardon, he means all humans would evacuate to Earth, we have to leave Kilara" Jack said with a grim expression.
"You... you'd leave all of us here?" Ardon asked hesitantly.
Jack was about to speak but one of the elders spoke, beating Jack to the punch as the elder recalled the agreement they made with the humans.
"It was part of the agreement, young Ardon," said the amber coloured elder. "In the event of disaster the humans would go back to the Stars."
This did not sit well with the gold who now was fighting back appearing distressed over this.
“We aren’t going anywhere, I be the last person to evacuate the base, the others might have to be…” Jack was then interrupted.
“We wont be leaving either boss, do you know how much this base costs?” Robert said with a smile.
Ardon looked over at him and gave a small smile.
"I'm sure the weather will die down before we come to that."
"We will hope for just that," said the zephyrn.
Dr Baxter stepped forward.
“I’m afraid it isn’t as simple as that Im afraid, during my analysis I have discovered the reason for Kilara’s wintery weather” Dr Baxter said bringing up the planet and its surrounding planets on the big screen before the group.
"What do you mean?" Asked the grey blue coloured dragon.
“Your sun, the star that provides you with heat and light, power for our solar panels, our sensors have seen that the Sun has entered a quiet stage, meaning the sun’s activity has minimized, so it isn’t active as much on its surface, essentially the sun has gone to sleep, the energy output lower, which has sent Kilara into an Ice age” Dr Baxter said.
Ardon seemed surprised, "how long does that last?" He asked. Though he didn't expect an optimistic answer.
Dr Baxter was unsure and it showed on his face.
“Could be a month, 6 months or years, it is hard to give an accurate figure, there isn’t anything we can do, the sun that Kilara orbits is relatively young compared to our sun, so it might wake up, just younger suns are so unpredictable” Dr Baxter said to the group.
Ardon shifted uncomfortably, not knowing was not good.
"If this last, as you say it could, I fear for all dragons across Kilara. The breeds that live closer to the tundra regions might do alright but the snow will destroy our food and water sources if it lingers longer than a winter." Said the amber dragon.
Jack nodded in agreement.
“It is something beyond our control, the only silver lining is, you understand what is going on, plus the dragons we have managed to save, but for this operation to continue, we need to use the thorium reactors” Jack said to the elders.
The dragons nodded, understanding.
"I'm sure the healthy dragons here will gladly help in any way. You have made a great difference already," said the grey-blue elder.
There was a knock on the door as a man entered.
“Sorry to intrude but a rescue transport is coming in, with some other dragons and Ardon’s family are all on board, thought you should know” the man said.
Ardon let out a sigh of relief. They hadn't heard from them in ages and the gold had been nearly ready to go out on his own to retrieve them.
"That's great, thank you."
Jack was also grateful, worried when they had not heard from them, but it was good their family was here.
“Are all of Ardon’s family on board?” Jack asked.
The man nodded lightly.
“Yes sir, mum, dad, sisters, sisters mate and a few others that Bronan was sheltering from the cold, they be touching down in a few minutes” he said as he left the room.
“Forgive us elders, we must go greet Ardon’s family and let Forge know” Jack said.
"No forgiveness required. We are pleased more have been taken in from the cold. We will speak later, Director," said the Zephryn.
Jack thanked the elders as Jack left with Ardon, the meeting adjourned as Forge was coming round the corner.
“Ah there you are, rescue ship coming in, with your brother and family, plus a few others he helped shelter from the cold, we are going there to greet them” Jack said to the silver.
"I'll join you," said Forge. "I have never seen snow on Sunbreak isles. For them needing to escape means the weather has reached a new level."
“We best get down there” Jack said.





"Oh Ardy, it's good to see you!" Said Tahsis as the family came together.
"Snow on the beach, Ardon, can you believe it?" Said Ucluelet.
“I am really glad you are all here, we were getting worried but luckily you are all safe here, luckily we saved the suite for you but it is getting a little crowded, as you will see, does anyone need medical attention” Jack asked.
"No, were good, Jack. Just glad to be warm again," said Bronan.
"Yes, but please do let us know if there's anything we can do to help." Said tahsis.
“We might need your help, checking up on dragons in our care and maintaining order, I hope Bronan can help Forge and Tahsis perhaps with your knowledge of herbs and medicine for dragons to aid professor Melina” Jack asked.
"We will do everything we can," nodded Bronan.
"Thanks, dad," said Ardon with a small smile.
“Please, this way, I show you to your quarters, get warmed up with the thermal pools, sadly everyone is restricted to 45 minutes at a time” Jack explained to Bronan and Tahsis.
"We will survive without the all day luxury," said Bronan.
“I must depart, Ardon will show you your room Bronan, I want to make sure we are well stocked and the ships will be arriving soon” Jack said as another team member approached him as there was more news coming in and more dragons filling up the facility.
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The ships finally arrived but were unable to land due to the weather, staying higher up above the facility where the winds were calmer. Eventually a smaller shuttle came down with the captain and a few men. Captain Alex Robinson disembarked, wrapped in full winter gear and met with Jack in the foyer. He took off his gloves and stuffed them in his jacket pocket, dusting the snowflakes from the scruff on his face.
“Director Harkness, sorry for the delay, we had a hell of a time getting down here and had to make a pit stop along the way,” said Alex, shaking his hand before turning back at the snowy scene behind them. “Heck of a storm out there.”
"Glad you could come, we were relying on this shipment, the weather is continuing to worsen, we traced it to the sun going into a Lull of activity, sadly the amount of dragons seeking refuge is increasing" Jack said to the captain.
“A lull in sun activity?” repeated Alex, eyebrows raised in surprise. He had heard they were having troublesome weather but to realize that it was caused to Kilara’s star wasn’t something he expected, “Jesus, that’s not something turning up the heating can fix is it? Well as for the surplus of dragons, I have just increased it more for you, unfortunately. As we were coming in we found a few dragons in distress, four of them. We picked them up hoping that they’d be alright to come here. They were stranded in a pass between here and the coast.”
"That is fine, we are looking to have some fighters go back with you, we need the room for more incoming dragons, plus we have sent a call for more aid and help to command" Jack said.
“Perfect, well we have the space once we’re unloaded. The transports are currently loading up as we speak. It will take a number of trips as we’ve brought everything under the stars for this round. Plus the weather will make it a bit tricky.”
“Vonriir and I will help unload the transports as they get in,” came a deep rumbling voice as Forge walked up, the Cragback following at his left. The silver had heard news that the ships had arrived and had set himself to help.
“Excellent, that will speed things up a bit for everyone. I’ll head back up and make sure things are running smoothly before we bring everyone down. See you in a few.” Said Alex before he put his gloves back on and hustled back to his shuttle.
The director turned to Forge and Vonriir, "Thanks you two, there is a lot of supplies and medicine coming in, they all be labelled up, food over there and medical supplies by there, our fork trucks usually stack them, but don’t want you guys to pull anything" Jack said.
“We’ve got it sir, don’t you worry,” said Vonriir.
A few minutes later the first transport arrived with a flurry of snow as it entered and landed. Forge and Vonriir made quick work of unloading it, hauling out the pallets of items before organizing them into their assigned areas. The transport left and was replaced by another but at the same time the shuttle returned. The doors opened and Alex’s second in command, Anthony Gyre disembarked, followed by four young dragons. Bipedal and brilliant blue, the dragons were marked with black and canary yellow. They looked a bit timid and stuck close together as Anthony spoke to another dragon who would show them into the facility.
“Coastals,” the man explained. “Their whole colony was migrating south to find warmer weather but these guys got blown off course.”
The red dragon nodded, “No worries, come along everyone, we’ll get you fixed up and thawed out in a moment.”
After a number of round trips to and from the ships, the supplies were finally unloaded as well as Alex and his crew, set to stay the night before jetting off back to earth in the morning. They were welcomed into the nearly crowded facility, dispersing out amongst the others to warm up after their chilly arrival.
“It’s a good feeling to have our store rooms full again, especially with this many occupants here,” said Vonriir as they left the cargo area.
“Yes… but we will have to be mindful of our consumption. Hunting is nearly out of the question. The only things I’ve found have been long dead and frozen. This cold has driven out much of the game,” replied the silver.
“I know, but we will get through this,” said Vonriir optimistically.
Just then there was a great, loud banging on the outer doors that reverberated through the room, making the two of them pause and look.
“Open the doors, someone is out there!” called Forge and watched as the snow spilled in, followed by a massive dragon, nearly as big as Forge himself came bursting in. The doors shut behind him and the snow flurries settled, revealing a mottled brown dragon with bands of black and beige crossing his back.
“I didn’t think you’d let me in,” he huffed, teeth chattering from the cold.
“No, of course not. Welcome, you must be frozen,” said Vonriir, trotting up but the new male’s scales prickled. “It’s alright, friend, come on in, we have to get you warmed up and signed in.”
Forge looked at the dragon and tilted his head to the left, directing him even though Vonriir was already acting as host. The silver watched as the cragback led the other male away, chatting all the while, happy to be able to be the one to introduce Comhaltas to a newcomer.





“So, now that’s done we can move onto helping organize the new-“ Zyra was saying as she and Amanda walked, stopping in her tracks when she realized the woman was no longer beside her. She looked over her shoulder and saw her Attilu looking into one of the common areas where the group of new dragons were mingling with the others. Her eyes were locked onto one male in particular, with sweet yellow eyes and an unsure look about his posture.
“They’re Coastals, Amanda. They live about two day’s flight north of here along the coastline. I guess you’ve never seen one before. They’re a communal breed, living in large colonies….” She paused, only seeing the four of them there, “I hope the others are alright. Their groups can grow up to nearly two hundred… Amanda, are you listening? Are you okay?” She asked when she realized the woman was still staring. The Coastals where in a small group, talking to another resident of Comhaltas, waiting for their registration within the facility.
Amanda seemed to snap out of his, turning to the Boldwing, “Sorry, just had a weird case of déjà vu. They’re a rather pretty blue colour aren’t they?”
Zyra smiled, “Yeah they are, aren’t they? Come on, we can say hello later. You promised tea and I’ve still got a chill in my scales,” she prodded, nudging her.
“Alright, alright. Let’s head down to the canteen,” Amanda replied with a smile, petting her dragon’s nose before following her down the corridor, casting one last look at the dragons behind them, a strange feeling in her heart.
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Jack was on a video call to the ESA to one of the directors there on Earth Amelia, who was Jack’s direct contact and boss as the man explained the situation, some static came over the communication, the weather starting to affect communications on the planet despite having a booster signal satellite in orbit.
“We appreciate the two ships, Alex arrived just in time, we have over 70 dragons here and still increasing, we are going to send back some fighters to free up space, we can then house 90 dragons comfortably, 140 squashed in” Jack said as Amelia nodded.
“I have spoken to the Earth President and he has authorised us to send 4 large transports to you, to keep supplies going, as per the terms of our alliance with the dragons, Kilara has been declared a priority humanitarian mission” she said as Jack seemed grateful.
“Thank you, at least we know our calls for help is being answered, the Sun’s activity is still quiet, causing temperatures to drop, most of the surface is Ice and snow, we are expecting a high mortality rate” Jack said grimly.
“We do what we can, they should be with you in 2 weeks, try and hold out, Amelia out” the screen went blank as Jack sighed, he just hoped they could last 2 weeks, he would have to speak with Forge on food rationing.


Meanwhile Vonriir was trying to help the newcomer feel welcome and at ease within the facility, the lights flickered a bit before returning to normal, the base starting to be affected by the bitter cold winter raging outside.
"Did you fly in from the east? You're a Verdine, right?" asked Vonriir as he spoke to the new dragon.
"Yes. I thought this coast would be warmer than the mountains but I was wrong. My name is Grier."
"Well, welcome Greir. We'll just get you registered here and go over the rules of Comhaltas."
The two dragons joined a queue as a few staff had become checkpoint officers, registering new dragons and gathering information, before assigning them space within the facility, already there were lots of dragons in the common room, space kept clear for a greatly reduced canteen area.
A young man nodded up, giving a nod to Vonriir and a smile to the new comer.
"Welcome to Comhaltas, I just need take some details, name and breed please" the man asked the brown dragon.
"Grier, I am a Verdine," he grumbled.
The young man entered the data onto his tablet, making sure the details were correct.
“Ok Grier, have you got any special dietary requirements or medical needs that we should be aware of?” he asked politely.
"None," replied the dragon firmly. "Not that I know of.
The young man nodded.
“Good, good, we got a spot for you, for a dragon of your size, we put you in the fighter hold, space 71A, you food is served at strict times, food is rationed out but your welcome to use our thermal pools to keep warm but restricted to 30 minutes” the young man said reading out the rules.
The dragon gave him only a moment of focus before turning away, "Got it," he said, "Thanks."
“Your welcome” the young man said as Jack turned up and saw the new dragon walk towards the fighter bay, he seemed to have a serious look upon him, plus he did not look best pleased to be here among all the other dragons.
“Hey Von, who is the big guy?” Jack asked watching him walking off.
"Grier, he says. Not a dragon of many words though," replied Vonriir.
Jack nodded lightly.
“He seems a serious guy, should I be worried about him?, I do not need any hassle from any dragons, we been lucky so far and Bronan been doing his rounds as well” Jack said.
"I don't think so..." said the cragback, "He just seemed like he wanted to get out of the cold in a hurry, like mostly everyone here. After he warms up maybe he'll be a little chattier."
Jack smiled lightly.
“I hope so, I need to speak with the elders, if Ardon is getting fed up of playing big brother with his sisters, I be speaking to the elders Von” Jack said to the giant dragon.
"Alright sir, I'll send him your way if I spot him," nodded Vonriir.
“Cheers” Jack said heading off to the elders quarters to speak with them, to keep them updated of the situation and to let them know of the news from ESA and his meeting outcome.
Bronan was talking to a group of dragons when Greir brushed past him, despite there being room to manoeuvre around.
"Hey," said Bronan, turning to see the other dragon scowling at him. Bronan frowned and was about to say something more when Greir turned and marched onward.
Robert watched the dragon march onward towards the fighter bay, the man a little concerned about what he saw.
“Problem Bronan? I did see our new guest barge into you” Robert said watching the dragon march off down the large corridor.
"Yeah..." said the bronze coloured dragon, "Rude fellow. I'll have to keep my eye on that one."
Robert seemed to agree.
“Least you and him plus Forge are similar sizes, he doesn’t outweigh you or anything, hopefully no fights, the boxing ring has been packed up” Robert lightly joked.
"I'm hoping that everyone that Comhaltas shelters behaves accordingly. This is no time for fighting or strife." Bronan replied, shaking his head. "Besides, I don't want you or the other humans getting trampled," he said, pretending to put his paw down over Robert. "That would certainly be a mess to clean up."
Robert looked up and laughed lightly.
"I set Vonriir on you Mr, be like being hit by a tank" Robert lightly laughed.
Bronan chuckled, "you'd have a hard time convincing him id think."
Robert nodded in agreement, the large dragon was massive but a gentle giant, he wouldn’t hurt a fly unless it was in dire needs.
"That is true, how are the kids doing, I hear Ardon is the entertainment at the moment for his sisters" Robert said.
"He usually is. I think he's worried though. He doesn't hide it well. Ardy has always wanted the best for everyone and this place," said Bronan.
“Alright I best head off and check on the integrity of the base, speak to you later Bronan” Robert said walking off allowing the bronze to return to his family.
"So," said Kitsilana with a grin, "Other than eat and sleep, what do you get up to around here lately?"
"Annoying everyone probably," giggled Belcarra,
"Ha-ha, no that would be your job," Ardon replied to his sisters.
Bronan walked in, overhearing and chuckled, shaking his head.


Jack approached the quarters of the elders, being that they were the elders of Kilara and highly respected, Jack had pulled a few favours and gave them nicer quarters and privacy, respecting their rank and role, despite them saying otherwise.
"Come in," said Nambrek, the Zephyrn, looking up to see Jack walk into the room, "Anything we can do for you, Director?"
“Thank you for allowing me an audience, I hope the room is to your liking” Jack said to both Elders.
"It's perfectly fine," replied the dragon as he gestured for Jack to sit. "What brings you?"
Jack thanked the elder as he sat down.
“I spoken to my bosses, they are declaring Kilara a humanitarian priority, we got 4 large transport ships with medicine and supplies to the base in 2 weeks, we also have equipment to expand the base out to let us house more dragons” Jack said.
"That is certainly good news," said the amber coloured dragon, named Synri. "I've heard more and more have continued to arrive."
Jack nodded to the elder’s question.
“Yes another 4 was picked up by our ships, the supplies are now with us, but we will have to start rationing food to all dragons and humans here, putting the younger dragons priority, also we are hoping to expand the hanger, I’m sending 30 fighters back on the ships tomorrow, that leaves me with 30 fighters and 10 rescue ships” Jack explained.
"Don't spread yourself too thin, commander, “warned Nambrek. "And we don't want you to suffer for minimal or only temporary gain."
“We be ok, the transports coming in 2 weeks will be dropping off containers, each container can house up to 10 dragons” Jack replied, hoping the elders would be impressed by how the humans were taking this seriously.
“Also I need your permission, we are on battery reserves, the rivers have frozen solid, we got enough power for 2 weeks, if not we lose power and heating, I need your permission to activate the thorium reactors” Jack asked the elders.
"Do what you must, director Harkness. We understand." Said Nambrek.
Jack bowed his head respectfully at the elders blessing.
“We ensure it is all kept clean and minimize any environmental impacts, the reactors are contained and it will provide the base with power to keep the heaters on, I hope it will be temporary” Jack said to the elders.
"As do we, director. Any word from your tech about how long this will last?" Asked the dragon.
Jack shook his head lightly.
“Dr Baxter has not noticed any change in the Star’s activity, we think it has entered the solar minimum and is sleeping, technically speaking, Kilara is in the midst of an Ice age” Jack replied.
The dragons seemed to talk quietly amongst themselves for a moment. "In all our years we have not heard of such a thing. Let us hope all turns out brighter in the coming days."
Jack nodded lightly.
“Well, it would of happened, the only silver lining is that we are here, it might have been a whole lot worse if we had not been here my elders, we managed to save so many dragon lives, we also discovered some dragons hiding in caves nearby, we are dropping food and supplies to them as well” Jack informed the elder.
"You show compassion beyond anything else," said Nambrek, "dragon-kind owe much to you and your team." The Zephyrn bowed.
“Well do not thank us yet, there is still allot to do and all, I just hope we can sort this out and all, I keep things updated for you my elders” Jack said, bowing as he left the elders in their quarters to attend to matters at hand.
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Ardon lingered around his sisters long enough to say that he actually visited before excusing himself out of their endless chatter. He hightailed it out of there as quickly as he could. Being with the three of them was headache inducing. They were a chatty bunch and he could only deal with so much poking and teasing from them. Over the next couple days the winds grew even more fierce, Alex and his company taking off into the sky before it got any worse. They hoped for his safe return to earth and the next arrival of goods and supplies that they desperately needed.
Days turned into weeks and more dragons had stumbled in out of the cold. Forge had gone out daily, braving the cold despite Melina’s wishes, ensuring that no one was stranded outside within Comhaltas’s grounds. It was a freezing cold task but the great silver had saved a number of dragons with his persistent diligence. Their numbers were growing, but with every dragon they saved, that meant the supplies would have to be rationed further. It was a double edged sword but something they were working with.

It was late morning when Ardon walked through the halls of Comhaltas. Even the corridors seemed a little crowded.
“Hey Ardon.”
“Greetings, Ardon.”
“Ardon, any word yet?”
Came voices throughout the halls as we walked through. Being a gold made him stand out and by now most of the visitors knew him by name and how he had come to be the first bonded dragon. Ardon had spoken a lot to a number of the younger dragons as well. Korrin, a deep green eastern mountain dragon was one that he had spoken to a fair bit lately. His father had finally been released out of critical care and was now resting in one of the shared quarters. Ardon hadn’t come across him yet today but it was still not even midday as he made his rounds.
He passed through groups of dragons as the meandered around the facility. By the current count they had 70 Drakine residents. The halls seemed crowded now and there was always someone to speak with. Down in the largest area, the canteen and joint common room, it was a mosaic of colours. Dragons from all over western Talkiir mostly gathered here. Scales with colours of every shade and hue of the rainbow filled the room. It was quite a sight to see, if one took the time to stand back and take it all in. Ardon paused on the walkway that looked down into the room below.
“A lot of dragons in such a small space, eh?” asked a pretty voice.
Ardon turned to see Zyra walking up to him. She joined him by the railing and looked down at the crowd below. Lunch was about to be served and there was a line forming as hungry dragons gathered.
“A lot is a bit of an understatement,” smiled Ardon.
“At least everyone is behaving it seems,” noted the dragoness, “As bad as the circumstances are that bring everyone here, Amanda is enjoying being able to see so many different breeds. I guess I am too. Even after these years on Talkiir I still have only seen a small fraction of who lives here.”
“Same. Dragons from all over. It’s interesting to see them all mingling together,” nodded Ardon. He sidled slightly closer, pretending to look at something beyond her, “Any familiar faces?”
“No,sadly. From our patrols we did make a few acquaintances but I haven’t seen any of them so far,” she sighed, her expressive sail pulling bad sadly. Ardon frowned, he hadn’t wanted to upset her. He had only hoped conversation would make her stay a little longer. He rather liked being around her and she was quite beautiful. He did seem a little smitten to the observant onlooker if he let his guard down.
“Amanda have any favourites of the newcomers?” he asked to quickly change the subject.
The dragoness snorted, the melancholy gone in a haste, “Yes. I keep catching her talking to the Coastals. Maybe she’s biased cause her favourite colour is blue after all but she does seem drawn to them. There’s one who’s joined us for a few meals named Tarok. Interesting drake; a few years younger than you.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, I can understand her interest,” said Zyra.
“You can?” asked Ardon, a flicker of jealousy sparking within him. Did that mean she thought Tarok was interesting…. Handsome maybe?
Zyra turned her head slightly looking at him with a half smile and an almost knowing look in her eye that made Ardon want to shrivel away in embarrassment, “They’re quite different to the other dragons here, of course. She’s always been one that seeks out the unique.”
“Ooh, ah. Yes,” said Ardon, forcing a cheesy grin as he reeled inwardly from his thoughts, “And having a Boldwing as a guardian is just that, isn’t it?”
Zyra gave him that smile again and turned, flicking her tail gracefully behind her, “It is. I better get going and find her or else we’ll be getting scraps for lunch. See you later, Ardy.” She said, turning and walking away.
Ardon stared after her and realized his hearts were beating a little fast. He put a paw on his chest and rolled his eyes, turning the opposite direction and letting out a breath. “Oh stars, Ardon, keep it together.” He said to himself as he walked away and turned to corner to find his father.
“You’re talking to yourself again, Kiddo?” asked Bronan, looking down at his son.
“No-“
“You better stop or else they’re going to think you’re… oh,” said his father, catching sight of Zyra as she disappeared down the walkway. He looked down at Ardon and suddenly patted him on his back. “I see…”
“No you don’t. I got to go.” Ardon said, hurriedly, hustling down the other corridor while Bronan chuckled to himself.


On the lower level, in the canteen, a number of dragons were talking about the cold weather and how they had narrowly escaped being frozen in the arctic wasteland that had taken over their home. Some stories were harrowing tales, others stained in loss and grief. The canteen was a place for all of them to come together and support one another though so in its own way a new community was growing.
There was one slight issue over the weeks since Greir arrived, however. The large male had taken over the hotsprings whenever Forge or Vonriir were busy elsewhere, taking well over his allotted time and now allowing other smaller dragons around him. The pools became his new favored territory and a number of dragons decided it was best not try him for a chance in the warm water and instead lingered at the far edges of the room instead.
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The next few weeks was a trying time as the number of dragons that were coming to the facility seeking shelter ballooned up to 100 dragons, the areas were getting cramped and there were some small disagreements as so many dragons under one roof began to cause friction between groups.
Luckily Forge commanded respect and ensured along with Vonriir, Bronan and Ardon that minor disputes were dealt with swiftly.
With the Thorium reactors came online, the facility was able to operate on full power and allowed for more things to be switched on, enhancing the human’s ability to help the dragons.
There was some good news, the storm had gone and clear blue skies greeted Kilara however the sheer extent of the worldwide winter was apparent, snow covered everything and it was still bitterly cold outside and trees and other areas covered in thick snow.
At least there was no more blizzards, but temperatures did not get into the positives, and night it got colder, with more snow added upon the already mass layers on the ground.
Thankfully, the ESA transport ships arrived with lots of supplies and massive containers, allowing up to 10 dragons to stay in these temporary accommodation, complete with heating and water supplies, more artic gear and vehicles were sent, allowing them to continue doing drops to dragons stranded in caves and other hiding areas nearby, ships dropped off supplies and fuel for fires to keep the cold away.
Comhaltas had now over 100 dragons in the base as well as the shelters provided, the transports would come back in a few weeks’ time with more supplies and accommodation pods for more dragons to be housed in.
While there were not many problems to report, there was one that seemed to keep reoccurring that could not be ignored, Grier who had been at the facility over 3 weeks was getting possessive and territorial over the thermal pools, with some dragons avoiding the area, in fear of being growled at.
This could not continue and fairness had to be restored as Jack accompanied Forge to speak to Grier about the incidents as a dragon was brave enough to complain about Grier’s activities.
Jack and Forge wanted this behaviour to be ceased and Forge was not impressed with Grier’s attitude on the issue.
Jack walked with the silver ot the thermal pool where Grier had started to boss and dictate who went in and who didn’t, Jack did not want any trouble, but order and fairness had to be restored as they entered the pool area, Forge gesturing to Jack to stay back a little.
Grier was still laying in the pools when forge walked up.
"Grier, I think you're over your allotted time if you have long enough to nap." Said the silver.
"Oh I was just getting out," said the other dragon, standing up as water poured off his scales.
Jack approached and spoke to the brown scaled dragon, keeping it civil.
"The limits are in place to keep things fair for everyone Grier, there is now over 100 dragons staying here and we want to keep this place accessible to all" Jack said to the large dragon, standing by Forge's side.
"Of course," said the large dragon as he pulled himself out of the pool, "pardon me for for going over my time," the large dragon apologized but Forge didn't like the subtle tone to his voice and the way he held himself while he spoke. The hackle scales on the silver's neck twitched irritably. He stared after Grier, not wanting to start a quarrel if he didn't need to but he decided that this was a dragon that would have to be watched closely.
Jack watched the brown dragon leave and looked up to see the silver looking a little uneasy at this dragon, sensing there might be trouble or tension down the line.
"You alright there Forge?, you seem...tense” Jack asked the silver dragon, noticing his body language and raised scales.
"Yes. He's testing his boundaries," explained Forge. "Seeing what he can get away think."
Jack frowned and scratched his head lightly.
“What do you think should be done Forge, I hope this doesn’t escalate, but I know having so many dragons here is not ideal or natural at all” Jack said.
"I know. I will keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't push the rules," forge informed him confidently.
Jack nodded lightly as Forge said he would deal with him.
“I’d inform Vonriir and your brother..just in case you need some back up Forge, Melina would kill me if I let any harm come to you in this facility” Jack replied back, looking up at the silver.
"No one is crossing me in this facility," said Forge firmly.
Jack left the silver dragon to his own devices as he went on to speak to the other dragons, perhaps even Vonriir and Bronan.


Jack had a meeting with the elders, Dr Baxter was to accompany him to explain the current situation and to keep the elders up to date, they had rescued another 4 dragons today who were suffering from the cold, putting them in the temp storage containers while Melina braved the cold with a team to check up on them.
The woman had not stopped and was working double time to keep the dragons healthy, she had lots of volunteers helping and she appreciated the help greatly, unable to even see her own dragon.
Jack and Dr Baxter explained the current situation but also explained that they only had 2 more containers left free before they were fully booked up.
"What will you do if more come, turn them away?" Asked Nambrek.
Jack wasn’t sure how to answer.
“The transports will be coming soon with more help and supplies, I just hope the weather stays calm, we won’t turn any dragon away, but having so many dragons this close wont cause arguments or tension” Jack said.
"Let's hope strife and all that are kept at bay by everyone coming together in a time of need," said the other elder.
"Forge assures us that he will keep an eye on everything so no one gets out of hand."
Jack nodded lightly.
“My bosses, are doing everything they can to bring help and supplies here, to keep us going, for however long it takes, but space travel distance, even with our technology, loading up and sending supplies and resources will take time, the next drop will be in 2 weeks, we got enough medicine and supplies on our rations to last 4 weeks” Jack explained to the elders.
“We hope all this help wont violate our treaty my elders” Jack added.
The two older dragons exchanged a glance, nodding before turning back to Jack.
"I think that extreme situations allow for the bending of rules. I doubt any dragon will protest at your helping in others out of the cold."
Jack smiled lightly and bowed his head before the elders.
“I appreciate your flexibility, Dr Baxter is continuing to monitor the Sun’s activity and we have seen signs that the lull is beginning to end, we seen a pick up of activity, meaning more heat will come from the sun to end the winter, but it will be slow going as the snow will reflect allot of sunlight back into space” Jack explained.
Nambrek perked up at this. "Really? Finally an improvement. At last."
"What good news. There is a star to see us through the dark," said his counterpart.
Dr baxter nodded.
“We will need to still provide support but if the Sun’s activity picks up, the snow will melt but it will take a while for things to return to normal, your looking maybe over a year or so, we still need to provide support for dragons here and hope dragons that made it south can survive” the Doctor said.
Nambrek nodded, "yes that is our hope as well. We have been given an unprecedented chance at survival because of you and comhaltas."
Jack smiled again and nodded.
“We keep you updated elders on any news, we have to go attend to other matters, any issues give us a bell” Jack said as the two men bowed respectfully and left the elders quarters.
“Let’s hope these dragons can remain civil, it be at least another few months before they can start going off” Baxter said to Jack who nodded in agreement.
“I hope so too Baxter, I really do..”
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A week later the great silver dragon was speaking to Jack about the status of Comhaltas. Things had slowly become a little strained with rationing and spacing issues but so far they had managed without too much issue.
"Forge, I had a message from ESA HQ, they said the transports will be delayed for a little bit, they are trying to gather resources for us and its taking longer than expected" Jack said, his tone suggested concern.
"What are our rations like currently? I thought we were running low as of last week?" Asked forge. Finite food sources were not a good thing to deal with amongst so many dragons. They would have to be rationed further so that they could make it through to the next delivery.
"We got enough, we might need to prioritize rationing and prioritize food to younger dragons" Jack suggested.
Forge nodded, "From the brief patrols that have gone out we still haven't found any game to bring in to help unfortunately."
"We can only do what we can do, our staff is trying to find filler but yes Toby is trying to keep the dragons and all of us fed" Jack replied to the silver.
Forge nodded, “That’s all we can do for now then, thank you Jack.”





Having this many dragons confined to one small space for such a long time was a recipe for disaster. Dragons that were used to being top of their rank in their respective territories where now faced with other top tier individuals expecting the same level of respect and privilege that went along with it. For the most part there was only a few squabbles here and there, mostly over little things.

It was Grier that was slowly showing his true colours. While the dragon wasn’t explicitly physical or violent, the male used his size to bully others to get what he wanted, subtly enough to fly under the radar of others, until now.
The Verdine had taken over the pools again; subtle curls of his lip and fierce stare-downs ensuring that the others vacated the pools.
He also seems to always make it to the first in queue whenever meals were announced, the others stepping out of his way meekly when he marched through the canteen. He never seemed to do these things in front of the gaze of Forge, Bronan or any of the staff.
What crossed the line was Grier kicking out a family out of the pools for a fifth time during their allotted half hour. The Cyprites, a much smaller breed than him, submitted meekly, not wanting to face his wrath, hustling out of the way when he moved in. Finally someone was brave enough to fetch Forge as he ate in the canteen, finally taking a quick break from all the tasks he had to complete.
“Sir,” said the hesitant voice of a little yellow dragon.
The silver turned his eyes to her, “Yes?”
“Um, I don’t mean to complain, but Grier…”
The name instantly drew his full attention. “What is it?”
“Grier has taken over the pools again. Says he needs peace and quiet to rest. He snapped at anyone who tried to come in, saying it was his now.”

Forge snorted. This was asinine behavior at it’s finest, “I will deal with it, Lilla.” He said getting up and setting to march off.
“Wait, please don’t tell him I told you,” pleaded the little yellow dragoness.
“You won’t have anything to fear. I will not let him know.”
“Thank you sir.”
Forge trekked down to the lower levels off Comhaltas and descended the stairs that led towards the thermal pools. A number of smaller dragons were huddled outside the entrance whispering amongst another while peering inside fearfully.
“Stars above!” exclaimed one of them, realizing Forge had walked up behind them all.
Without a word to them the silver passed through their group and into the misty, warm room. Grier was in the largest pool, one arm up on the deck with his chin resting upon the crook of it. He opened his green eyes as Forge walked up to the water’s edge.
“Grier, I am giving you this chance to stand down. Stick to your assigned quarters, collect your meals at your allotted times and do not go over the posted limits for the pools and other amenities.”
“What if I do not?” asked the large dragon, getting to his feet and drew himself out of the pool, forcing Forge to step back to allow him out. The moment Forge did this he suppressed a growl, Grier had done that on purpose to make him back away, a subtle display of dominance.
“You will,” said Forge resolutely, “These are the rules of Comhaltas and harbouring everyone between it’s walls. You agreed to them when you came in from the storm and I expect you to follow them, just like everyone else.”
“I don’t like your tone, silver,” sneered Grier.
Forge bristled at this, fighting the urge to bare his teeth, “My tone has nothing to do with it. Comply or leave.”
Grier seemed to ignore the silver and tried to move around him.
Forge blocked his path and the two dragon’s locked eyes. Grier raised his head to bring him more in line with Forge’s taller stature. The silver dragon didn’t take well to this show of defiance. Dragons relied a lot on body language to express themselves and respect for one another and respect was something Grier was sorely lacking. The boldness that the Verdine displayed immediately put Forge’s patience to the test.
“Move,” commanded Grier, testing the silver.
Forge stood statue still, watching the dragon with a burning fire in his gaze.
“I challenge you then,” said the Verdine, not to the silver’s surprise, “You’ve been top dog here for long enough. I think it’s someone else’s turn. “
“Comhaltas is not a territory or land to claim.”
“The resources within its walls are. The world is a frozen wasteland out there. I had it all.”
“You can’t have it all here,” glowered Forge, asserting his dominance by standing at his full height and looking down at Grier. The tension was palpable as the Verdine wouldn’t back down. The dragons suddenly clashed, rearing up and snarling. The dragons that had been watching from the entrance gasped as one went running to alert the others.

Grier had immediately tried to go for Forge’s throat but the battle-wise silver had been prepared and Griers teeth only met with his ebony horns. Swining his crest, Forge tried to battle the other dragon backwards but Grier jumped to the side, aiming a tail strike at his foe’s side. Forge countered with his out, their weaponized tails recoiling from the impact.
Forge lunged, barging into the other male with his shoulder. Grier snarled and swung his paw, claws striking the silver’s muzzle.
Forge shook his head; blood from his nose went splattering across the polished stone floor. The other dragon took that fraction of a second to lunge at the silver. The older dragon staggered backwards as Grier came at him, trying to shove him off his feet. Being smaller he knew that toppling the silver would likely be his only chance to win and he was determined to. The audience of displaced dragons fueled the fire in his hearts to win out over the silver.
“Hah!” he snarled, swinging his horns at Forge.
Suddenly the silver dragon reached up and grabbed Grier’s left primary, wrenching it back the other way with a great fierceness. Grier let out a snarled yelp, trying to keep his feet while Forge tried to pull his head down to the ground. Tense muscles shifted under the sterling scales as he tried to wrestle the offending dragon to the floor while trying not to slip on the damp surface himself.

In their room, Jack and Ardon had heard word that something was going own down in the pools below. "Hrmm, seems there is trouble, we best go check it out, Forge is there but Vonriir is on his way as well with Robert," Jack said to Ardon getting up. Together they hurried down and as they made their way they realized many of the dragons were crowded in the halls around the pools.
“Come on, out of the way, Guardian coming through,” shouted Ardon to make other’s give them room. He saw Bronan and Vonriir up at the front of the crowd.
"What is all the ruckus going on" Jack asked Bronan, hearing the snarls and seeing the crowd.
"Grier has challenged Forge after he set down the rules." Explained Bronan. “I think anyway.”
“That’s what it looks like anyway,” added Vonriir.
"We have to help? We could end this now," said Ardon but his father shook his head.
"No, Forge is dealing with this on his own,” insisted his father. There were rules to this kind of violent engagement and stepping in now would only make Forge look weak and unable to defend Comhaltas.
"I assume he is going through dragon traditions when challenged, I Just he can handle it" Jack said, concern in his voice as Melina appeared, feeling the anger and feelings through the link.
Ardon quickly gave Jack a look so that he would explain to Melina before she went running in there.
"Melina, Forge involved in a fight, a dragon challenged him, he's following tradition, we cant interfere" Jack said as Melina seemed concerned but knew better than to intervene.

Grier fought valiantly and managed to twist out of Forge’s hold kicking out with his hind legs to ward off another attack as he clumsily scrambled to his feet, snarling. The two of them circled, catching their breath.
“Stand down, Grier, you have nothing to win her,” commanded Forge but Grier was already lost in his rage. The silver kept his eyes on the dragon but he could feel Melina’s presence, perhaps in the crowd beyond that huddled near the entrance to the pools. He hated that he had a crowd gathered while he sorted this out but he made him even more resolute to finish this quickly.
Grier bellowed and swung his tail hard, hitting Forge as he stumbled backwards.
"Oh come on!" Jack said looking up to Bronan as Melina cringed, "Come on Forge, show them," she whispered as she looked at the marking on her palm.
The silver reared up, grabbing the other dragons shoulders and attempting to throw him off his feet but the Verdine had planted him self, setting his center of gravity low as he lowered his head and made to ram Forge.
Stepping backwards the two dragons grappled fiercely, trying to fight for the upper hand. Snarls and growls rang out and echoed throughout the pool hall as the audience watched on, transfixed at the display of might.
Finally Forge decided he had enough of his game. He coiled up, hind legs tense like springe as he lowered his great crest.
Forge shoved him back and Grier slipped on the water around the pool’s edge before tumbling backwards with a tremendous splash. Forge half jumped in after the other dragon and held him by his throat, threatening to push him under the surface if he fought further. The Verdine, upside down and struggling in the water knew that his time was up. He was defeated and in front of much of the facilities inhabitants. There would be no reprieve from this.
“I concede!” he spat, trying not to go under the water. The look in Forge’s eyes now frightened him.
Forge was panting but tried to steady his breathing when he let the other dragon up. Grier crawled miserably out of the pool while Forge watched. Bronan and Vonriir came up quickly.
“To the containment room, now, while we sort out what to do with you,” snorted the copper dragon. Grier knew he was no match for the two of them, plus when they waved over the female spitter he understood there was no further fighting back.
He slunk off with his motley collection of guards as Forge let out a breath.
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Jack watched as Grier was escorted away into one of the empty containers, where he would be kept isolated and away from others until Comhaltas decided what to do with him.
Melina went past the crowd and stood with Jack as Forge looked to clean himself up a little, panting and just keeping himself looking dignified after this fight.
“I’d leave him for a moment or two…” Jack said as Melina shot the man a look.
“I know my dragon better than anyone, I know the procedure” Melina said sternly to the man who kept quiet as Robert tried to move the crowd on to give some privacy.
"You kicked his tail!" Exclaimed Ardon.
Forge looked over at his nephew who seemed proud of the silver's heroics.
He wiped the remnants of blood from his nose and looked over to Melina, trying to gauge her reaction to seeing her dragon in such a fight.
Melina nodded lightly in respect to the silver as she approached slowly, Jack looked at Ardon to rein him in a little.
“You alright?, do you require any medical treatment Forge?” Melina asked the silver softly.
"No... I'm alright," he replied. "It had to be done. I hope I have not disappointed you."
Melina nodded lightly, understanding.
“Why do you think I’d be disappointed with you?, you have fought before, why would you think you disappointed me?” she asked.
"You have never seen me like that," he said. "I didn't want to risk frightening you."
Melina smiled lightly.
“You must think im as fragile as a flower if you think you would ever frighten me, I understand what the fight was about and the challenge brought before you, I would never interfere, all I ask is you kick tail” Melina said with a small smile.
Forge gave a gentle smile in return, "so... you don't think I'm even a little bit frightening?" He joked lightly.
Melina chuckled lightly.
“OF course your frightening, you’re a very well established and respected peace keeper, plus a dragon as well, course your frightening, I was saying I wasn’t frightened seeing you bloody and looking aggressive, as long as you scared Grier into submission” Melina said, the professor seemingly understood dragon customs and traditions well.
"Well I don't think we will be having any further issues with Grier," said Forge. "And hopefully no one else will dare try their claws against Comhaltas."
Jack nodded with Forge’s comment to Melina.
“I am sure you laid down the law quite firmly, the question is what to do with Grier, he has broken the terms of his agreement being here, we never really had a violent episode inside Comhaltas before” Jack said as he gestured to Ardon to get the cleaners in.
"No," hummed the silver, thinking, "We have not. You are director, however. So that final decision is yours."
Jack seemed to understand what Forge was saying.
“Well technically it is a dragon matter, perhaps discuss it with the elders first before passing sentence, what is your recommendation Forge?” the director asked as Melina looked up at the silver.
"I would confine him, I wouldn't want his blood on my paws if we exile him to the snow and ice and he didn't survive." Said forge.
“Ok, I speak to the elders now and get a decision, I best go there now, once this is sorted, the pools can be opened” Jack said gesturing Ardon to follow.
Melina looked up at the silver.
“Will you come back to our quarters Forge?, once Jack knows the verdict he let us know, get you out of the gazes of all the dragons” Melina said offering her hand to the silver.
The dragon lowered his muzzle to her, allowing Melina to pet his nose briefly. "Yes, I've had enough excitement for one day."
Melina smiled as the two of them left the thermal pools as the cleaners went in to clean up the mess and make it usable again, the dragons in the corridor nodded and bowed in respect of the silver as Melina and Forge entered their joint quarters.
Melina sighed lightly as she sat down in her chair as Forge settled down.
“He was a fool of a dragon to take you on, he shouldn’t of challenged you of all dragons, I am pleased you won” Melina said looking at her dragon.
"He had to challenge me if he wanted to at all. Even though it is Ardon that began Comhaltas I am the highest-ranking dragon here," he stopped and smiled, "or does that sound too boastful?"
Melina chuckled.
“No, you are top dragon of Comhaltas, I am proud of that title for you, but yes I am glad you came out on top, noone defeats the silver” Melina smiled.
"Well I have to uphold the honour of Kilaras greatest Attilu," replied forge.
Melina laughed.
“That is Hylen Melina of Kilara to you peace keeper Forge and don’t you forget it, you don’t want to vs me when I’m angry” Melina said mocking going into a fighting stance in front of her silver dragon.
"Stars no." Smiled forge. "I wouldn't dare dream of it."
Melina laughed lightly as she petted the silver’s muzzle, “Just relax here, I’m going to get us something to eat, or brought to us, we haven’t had food together in ages” Melina said with a smile as she left their quarters to speak to Toby, the snow would soon and go and things would return to normal, the professor kept a positive mind and continued to give Forge strength and confidence to keep going forward even in the most crucial of times.


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