Every day he practices the flame spell that Aleshmorel taught him, and every day the flame grows a little stronger. He can almost feel his wings growing, too. Someday he might be able to fly on his own, but for now he experiments with the levitation spell, and pretends he's really flying.

He had offered to go with the wizard to the annual Council. That would teach them to respect him -- none of the other wizards had ever befriended a dragon before. He could tell Aleshmorel was tempted to take him up on the offer, but instead he promised to send for the dragon if he felt the need, and asked him to guard the tower. Of course that meant he had free rein of all the shiny things in the tower... but he was careful. Besides, this would give him time to practice his disembodied voice spell so he could surprise the wizard when he returned home.

Polymer clay and mixed media.