More draconic creatures appear, although these are surely not pocket lizards. They seem to have different wings and plumage. You slowly walk towards them, wondering what they are.
"Lookie here, we have ourselves a visitor," the first of the pair says. Her white wings flap lightly as the other flies over. She continues by asking, "Who are you?"
Again, you introduce yourself and they both land, chirping a bit. "I am Suula En Uial's Irma En Corm. This is Suula En Uial's Eldafoin," says the white one. "I go by Corm."
"And I go by Eldafoin," says the other simply.
As they fly over you, Eldafoin starts to speak again. "We used to live in the pastures, which are just a bit further up. But they were moved near the artic during a great shift, and so some of the area is warm, which is near the beach, while the other areas are too cold for us. So we flew here, where it is warm enough. Too much crowding near the beach area in the pastures. Everyone wants to be there."
"Yeah," chimes in Corm. "We like the pocket lizards, too. They're very nice. And so is the ocean, which gives us our meals. Want to go there? Just follow the shell path."
Follow the Shell Path
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