Standing there, looking at the Outlander she had longed for years, the young Red Dragon girl brought her black, little leather shoes together, while her tail behind her continued to lightly tap the ground. After explaining the current situation, she opened her arms to Shard.
After Shard gave her a knowing hug, Fiona took a deep breath with an uneasy heart, then satisfiedly smelled the scent of her own mother dragon on Shard, unobscured by the scent of other kin.
This indicates that there are no other Dragon Ladies around him.
She wanted to do something in this future dream of the Council, also curious if he's living well now, but she knew this meeting wouldn't last long:
"Shard, you lie here for a while longer, I'll go get the teachers."
"But..."
"Don't worry, the ritual is still stable, sleep, we'll meet again in a while. Sleep, Shard..."
