The dragon stared at the mound for a long time. He stood, listening to the pony sleep. He then heard a voice near his right,”Number 7?” It came from a blue pegasus stallion in a white suit with a clover symbol on his lapel,”How is Dieptra?”
“Number 8- no- Sky Fall,” The dragon looked at his partner,” We are alone here, my friend, we can use our real names.”
“Scale, that’s improper.” Sky Fall said,”I know we’re nowhere near The Institution right now but we still have to follow regulations!” The pegasus known as Number 8 sighed,”Now, how is our... special one doing?”
“He’s doing fine. A little more time in the incubation chamber, and his power to control insects will be marvelous. I had to-,” The dragon frowned,” -tell him to abandon hope and aspirations, though. It was the only way his power would increase.” Scale turned to the stallion,”He should be ready to become Number 20 when Number 9 breaks out of her stone prison.”
“Good,” The stallion sighed,”Now can we go home now? I think you handled the sprites enough, and my wife is really worried about me!” He growled.
“You go home, Sky,” The dragon turned back to the mound,”I’ve taken a liking to this little pony...”
The stallion rolled his eyes as he turned and spread his wings,”Always the softy...” He flew off.
“Soon, little one, soon we’ll bring you to your full potential.”