"The first one to bring it back gets a Silver Fish!"
Annan hurled the Frost Giant's shinbone with all his strength, but it traced a feeble arc and fell short of even the dragons' feet.
A Dragon Language spell shot out from behind him and struck the bone, sending it flying hundreds of meters. Thirteen White Dragons swooped low in pursuit.
Some of the White Dragons were male, others female. Perhaps as the Dragon Mother's way of balancing things, White Dragons lacked the strength of other members of the Dragon Clan but far surpassed them in their ability to reproduce.
White Dragons truly were beautiful creatures. Then again, every member of the Dragon Clan combined power with beauty, even the Bone Dragons hated by all living dragons.
White Dragons were especially popular with ladies, thanks to their glittering silver scales. Their scales were worth far more than an equal volume of silver coins, while their sleek, slender bodies were pleasing to the eye. Though nearly seven meters long, they looked less than half the size of Illymoyas, who was ten meters long. They were like young girls in silver dresses, while Illymoyas was an elegant, statuesque noblewoman... Why a noblewoman again?
The White Dragon that had seized the bone swooped back and barreled straight at Annan without slowing. A shadow swept over them, and the Blue Dragon's wing swatted it aside.
Only then did the White Dragon remember what to do. It set the bone before Annan, lifted its head, and opened its mouth to swallow the sea fish he tossed it.
Annan patted its snout encouragingly. After spending time with them, he found White Dragons weren't all that stupid... Their intelligence was close to a child's, and so was their behavior. Which meant they were always doing foolish things