Jaran blinked again as he entered the abandoned caverns for a second time. The single bronze dragon looked up as he entered.
Oh. It's you again.
Jaran ignored the bronze, rubbing his bruised face gently as he fed the abandoned dragons. A familiar brown head looked up at him. Narveth's swirling eyes were tinted with yellow, showing his worry.
What happened to your face? The brown dragon demanded.
Jaran grinned, somewhat sheepishly. "Got in a fight with another boy." He mumbled. "That's why I'm down here, as a punishment. But it's okay, I don't really mind it." He added.
Fighting? What about?
Jaran replied hesitantly. "Well, umm...Actually, about you."
Nerveth's eyes swirled. Me?
"Yeah, well, the abandoned dragons, anyway." Jaran answered.
Oh...Then, as if suddenly making up his mind, Narveth said, Jaran? Are you, well, do you want a dragon?
Jaran blinked. "Well, yeah, of course. But I suppose there's not really much chance that I'd get searched, I guess."
Narveth's eyes whirled thoughtfully. Yeah. Guess not...
Jaran stood up, preparing to leave. "Well, goodbye, Narveth."
Narveth didn't answer, staring after him as he stepped out of the caverns.

Jaran paled as he ran into Nylor again right outside the abandoned caverns. "You again?"
Nylor scowled at him. "Yes, me. Now would you hold still for once so I can beat you up?"
Jaran rolled his eyes. "Yeah, why didn't I think of that." Looking up, Jaran saw that Nylor had stopped, and was staring at something behind him, terror-stricken."Huh?"
Jaran turned. Narveth stood snarling at Nylor, eyes swirling red furiously. He turned back to Nylor, but he was already running away. Jaran fought back a laugh as he turned back to the bemused brown dragon.
Narveth shook his head. Honestly, you just can't stay out of trouble, can you?
Jaran laughed. "Guess not, Narveth."
Looks like I'm gonna have to go with you, then. To keep you out of trouble. The brown dragon said decisively.
Jaran looked up. "What? You mean-"
Narveth nodded. Of course, Jaran. Or, should I say, J'ran?
J'ran laughed, reaching up to stroke his brown's eyeridges.