Ali nodded. She carefully examined her fingers against the sunlight and found it quite novel that there was truly no more discomfort. "Ophelia, why are you always able to find such novel things? Your luck is just too good!"
Ophelia remained silent.
Tyler hurriedly changed the subject. "It's getting late. Let's start grilling."
"Right, right, you guys keep skewering the meat. I'll go prepare the rest," Ophelia said. She ran over to the pile of firewood the little dragon cubs had gathered to find branches suitable for a makeshift grill.
Half an hour later, the skewers and the rabbit were all prepared. Ophelia began to show off her skills, placing the makeshift grill over the firewood. She roasted the fat trimmed from the mutton by the fire. Soon, it began to sizzle and render, and she immediately brushed the grease over the grill. Once all the branches were coated in oil, the meat skewers were laid out on top one by one.
