Rala smiled as Stormy came close, reaching foreword to nuzzle her and offer a wing. Laying down she chuckled, "The storms still concern you, don't they?" 
 Curling her tail around herself the female shook the droplets of water from her neck and let out a heavy breath. Lowering her head she settled down quietly. 

  Glancing over at Ace she caught him staring and tilted her head, then smiled at the youngling cuddled against his chest. She had always liked hatchlings.......they gave her a warm loving feeling. In sweet innocence they played and talked....such adorable souls. 

 Rala turned back to the entrance of the cave and watched the rain fall heavily downward. It was as if a waterfall had opened; covering the outside world in wet.