The baby dragon was about to grab the gem with its mouth, but turned angrily at Max for calling it a boy and gave out a high-pitched roar, insulted by him saying so. When Macid asked for its name, it just stared at it blankly, the finger gauntlet pen unable to write anything. Just then, Filadius' image popped up out of the black gem, "Children! How are you all? How far have you all gone?" The old wizard's image surveyed the area, when he heard the baby dragon excitedly squeak for him, and he looked down. "Ah! My little friend! That means, you kids must have gone several kilometers already. Oh, Macid, your pen only works if the person you're asking understands you. This little thing doesn't know the word, 'name' yet, so it wouldn't work on it, but that's why you have Constance. This little girl is the one I wanted you all to run into. Constance, why don't you place the gem on the little guy's bellly? You'll find the spot on ithere, it looks like a belly button, so you don't put it in the wrong place. That way, I'll be able to talk to you kids more frequently by borrowing her unused magic. Right now, little Moon here is still a baby, so it doesn't breathe anything but smoke, and she can't fly either, and she especially hates it when someone tries to ride her. However, she's still strong, so take good care of her, and treat her well. However, don't think that she's indestructable as your culture would have you believe. Dragons scales are indeed stronger than armour, but they're still quite killable, especially so when they're still young. Unlike Constance's and Mortis' summons, she won't come back after being killed."