"Draconifors!" Left to right and....FINALLY!!!!! Her stone had turned into a nice mini Welsh Green. Now to name it and put it in the cage. What? It was a living thing, it needed a name. What would be a good name for it. "I know! Your name will be Snoopy!" And Snoopy was flapping his wings. "You better not fly off! Quit trying to fly!" Obviously the spell had worked correctly, because the tiny dragon stopped. Not happily, though, as she was now on the receving end of a dragon glare. Kind of scary, that.

"Now, I need you to get in the cage, Snoopy." Snoopy obeyed, but not without sending another glare her direction. Heather closed the door behind him, not wanting to give him any ideas of escaping.

Now what?