The Secrets of Svlaria“C’mon, Windy! Do you want to catch that PuffleBall or not?!” yelled Flame, a young Firewing dragon. He was out with his sister, Whirlwind, hunting PuffleBalls; tiny, furry creatures with soft meat. One had gotten a little out of control, resulting in a quite literal wild goose chase. “Flame, you know I’m not as fast a flier as you are!” called out Whirlwind as she bounded in an aerial leap. She felt her wing muscles aching, and signaled for Flame to land. Still in motion, the two stumbled onto the ground for a few seconds, and then continued the chase. Suddenly, Whirlwind stumbled into a large ditch in the ground. Flame stopped, deciding his sister was more important than a dumb PuffleBall. The ground suddenly caved in. “Flame, help! It’s a pit!” the ditch gave way to her weight; she barely managed to grab on to the edge of the seemingly bottomless pit. With exhausted wings, it was up to Flame to save her. Oh dear. Flame raced to t