They were just two mischievous little girls running barefoot through the lair. They were supposed to be under supervision. The dark haired girl was almost a year older, but anyone that did not know them would think that the white haired little four year old girl was the older since she was the one that always came up with the idea of where to go exploring each time that they got away from whoever was assigned to them that day. These excursions were the delight of their lives and they were a delight to the many people and dragons that they met within the lair.

Of course whenever they were missed or it was time to be someplace, someone always found them. Most of the time it was one of the mysterious Red Ladies who kept their identities hidden under a red robe. Then also their father, who was the Dragon Keeper, had an uncanny knack of being able to find them anywhere. With him or the Red Ladies, they knew better than to run. Actually their father was always the favored one to find them, because he encouraged them to tell all about their adventures as he walked holding their hands. He was tall with long dark hair that he kept braided. It hung down to his waist. Most of the time he was wearing his uniform made from the shedding of young dragons. The girls loved the feel of this very strong durable material. He was a busy man. Being leader of the Honor of Dragon’s Army, and being married to the adopted Daughters of Kothar. Then also there were his four daughters and two sons. Yet still he found time to be with each of them.

These two young imps were sisters by the same father, but they did not share the same mother. So when either of their mothers showed up looking for them, it was always fun to play hide and seek. Don’t blame the girls; it was the white haired girls’ mother that started this game. In fact the white haired girl’s mom sometimes went looking for them just to play this game. It was one of her favorite things to do just so she would not have to show up and teach the soldiers her unique way of handling a sword. Whenever this happened the only way to tell the mother from the children was by their size. The three of them could giggle and squeal like a herd of children.