The two animal friendly charms from the ministry employees caught the young Norwegian Ridgeback solidly in his nearest eye, and he immediately quenched the flame aimed at the seal. Instead, he roared harmlessly and flamelessly as he bounded after the seal into the cage. He made more dragon sounds as he bumped against the edge of the cage, but soon had the seal in his grasp again. He gave the team on the beach a side eye, then harrumphed and began gnawing the tail of the seal, practically purring with contentment.


The helpful hovering dragon, concerned with this new development, landed on the beach, reared its hind legs, and ROOOOAAAAAARRRRRREEEEDDDD with all his might. The young male might not be willing to put up a fight, but this dragon was. Using his wings for balance, the dragon remained upright, making as much noise as a big dragon could. He wanted these intruders to know he was angry! That was his friend, and this was their beach! Roar roar roar!! The young male in the cage didn’t seem to mind, and was perhaps even happy he did not have to share his meal.


The soon-to-be-mother dragon was not thrilled with this development. She roared again, this time accompanied by a burst of dragonfire aimed toward the dragonologists’ team.

At this outburst, the assumed father dragon swooped back toward his family home the nest and joined the other dragons in in a synchronized cacophony.