The green dragoness was growing used to the life of royalty in Hawthorne, yet she was not so familiar with the feeling of a broken family. When her mother grew dragon wings, and fled to the sky to make amends with her father, she felt the final wave of relief wash over her. Elsa most of all seemed to be the most affected by it, while Vhagar didn't let it show. She watched Syrax fly off, and with a smirk, she followed silently through the night. When she finally saw where he was headed, she felt compelled to check out the strange sources of light. Flowers, how peculiar.