Winter walked forward and fingered her long hai nervously. She didn't know any of the dragons here. Her slitted blue eyes darted around, hoping someone would notice her and talk to her. So she sat down near a pair of dragons who were talking to each other, picking up the name Selameet and another one she was sure started with a V. But she did not listen to their conversation out of respect and just sat there, feeling lonelier than when she had woken up not knowing who she was or where she wad from.

Winter forced back tears as she remembered the Grandpa dragon who had helped her back then. He was the only friend she had had. She got up and started wandering around, not paying attention to where she was going. She hummed a little lullaby she had heard a human woman sing to her child when she went into the village at nighttime.Winter hummed and played with a ball of snow in her hands, pulling it this way and that, shaping it into a baby. She sat down at the base of a cedar tree and played with her snowbaby.