As you follow the path leaving the chevei and the melcey pups meadow, you look up, and in a tree you see a dragon, fully concentrated at following your every step. "Hey." you say to it. "Why're you spying on me?" The dragon smirks, showing you it's teeth, and even from this distance, you see some teeth have red on them, and you're willing to bet that it isn't ketchup... "No reason." it replies. It gives a kind of dragon-shrug and jumps off the branch it stands on. With a small 'thud' and a miniature cloud of dust, it lands right in front of you. "I'm Dunce, male carmor." it introduces itself. You raise an eyebrow, "Your name is Dunce?" He smirks in that uncomforfortable way again, showing you the red speckles on it's teeth, and shakes his head. "Really, it's Malcem... But everyone just calls me Dunce." Still confused about his name you ask the first question you can think of: "Why?" He shrugs again. "I don't know. Everyone's been calling me that since forever." Suddenly he tilts his head, and looks like he's listening to something. He then, with two or three strong flaps of his wings, gains altitude. "Goodbye, traveller. There is a wounded animal somewhere in the realm." Malcem smiles again, briefly, before he flies off to the south-west.