The Librarian laughed at the formality of the tiny white dragon.
In personality, it was a lot like the other one that had come here, the regressed dragon known as brother Chin. They were both overly formal and rigid, only this one was doing it instinctively, and the other had practiced it for a lifetime.
"If you have a way to contact them, you should let the other white dragon know that there is one of his kin here.
We didn't expect that, but having another white dragon here should help the little one adjust more easily than simply leaving him with the orphanage. White is one of the few types of dragons that we don't have here, as far as the Chromatic Dragon Gods.
Karl nodded and opened a small portal to grab the little dragon from where he was watching the lakefront group hatching.
