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families. One red Dragon demanded Fenj tell more details of Krea’s death, and a Dragon darker gold than Kija also insisted Fenj tell all that he knew. When the telling was done, Kadi’s voice called: ‘Fenj must Name the evil doer, for the killers are from this very Treasury.’
    A stunned silence met this announcement. The Dragons were already appalled at the idea of Dragon killing Dragon, but the idea that a death had been brought about by one of their own Treasury was nearly beyond their belief. Nearly, but not quite. Kija suddenly screamed into the silence: ‘Who was it Fenj? You said my first born and the bonded two legs survived this terror, but where are they? Name the killer of Krea and let us ask why she was killed.’ A rumble of agreement came from the whole Gathering.
    ‘The two young ones who follow Nula destroyed Krea.’ Fenj spoke quietly but oh so clearly.
    Silence fell again as every prismed eye turned to where Nula perched. The two rust scaled Dragons cringed back against the rock under the glare of those eyes but Nula drew herself upright. Suddenly she launched herself down in the midst of the leaders.
    ‘All of you are unworthy to name yourselves Dragons,’ she snarled. ‘Brood after brood of hatchlings are raised soft hearted and mild mannered instead of fierce and proud as we were meant to be. Then this final degradation – a pitiful two legs allowed to lock eyes with a first born son. Such abomination should be wiped out! Fenj teaches you to take only what you need; he says killing for sport is a wrongness. Hah! Dragons are hunters, fighters. We could empty the world of all the tribes of two legs – those of the plains whence came the creature I would see dead – those of the hills and of the deep woodlands. They are useless – even as food.’
    Hisses sounded all around at this last. Fenj’s eyes blazed as he looked down on Nula. ‘You say so – dare you tell us you have eaten of the two-legs’ flesh?’
    ‘Of course. I am a Dragon Fenj, not a puling feathered sky singer. I eat what I want, as I want.’ Nula’s eyes were a green darkening to black, as were her scales and hide. Her tail thrashed incessantly and smoke wisped from her nostrils. The scars on her face and body seemed more marked in her great rage.
    ‘Nula, the Gathering of this ancient Treasury Names you Forsaken by all here. You and your apprentices will leave us. Never approach any of this Treasury. None will answer your call from this day forth. But still I ask that you can go safely beyond when your time comes.’ Fenj bent his head, averting his eyes from Nula and every other Dragon followed his example.
    Nula gave a scream of fury and rose, her two followers hastily flying in her wake. She circled once, screamed again, then was gone.
    Fenj raised his head. ‘I must know now who among you shares the Forsaken One’s views. It is true, a young two legged one locked eyes with Kija’s first born. I admit I was greatly surprised that it could happen at all, but I have witnessed the two together. I tell you the bond is true. However strange or difficult it may be for you to believe, as I confess it was for me, these two are of a great importance. So says the Golden Lady. There is much to do. They must learn together and faster than is usual for hatchlings. I will therefore ask any who are willing to help in this task. Do any dissent?’
    A crimson Dragon called: ‘May we have a little time to consider these things Fenj?’
    Fenj pondered. ‘You will all Gather again at moonrise to give me your true thoughts. Now, let us try to put these things aside for a short time whilst we give honest welcome to new hatchlings.’
    Several Dragons flew into the space, with two or three youngsters close beside them. The adult Dragon called the names of each hatchling and each was warmly welcomed by the whole Treasury.
    Last to descend was golden Kija with her four children. She called their names then she stood erect and called