Asimona was milling about her nest, tidying things up, pushing out stray bits of bone and rocks that had gotten in. This was the first time someone would actually be coming here and especially someone she knew. She needed the place to look presentable! She turned around and realized that the three nests resting against the wall that had gone unused for cycles were beginning to look pretty ragged, bits strewn about, snow collecting in the center...that wouldn't do. She quickly stepped over and sat back on her haunches, using her front claws to pick through the nests and clean them up. Even if the children wouldn't be sleeping in them, at least they would look fine.

Her nest was on the ground, strangely enough, tucked away into one of the colder parts of Pisces, half hidden beneath an overhang. The air was freezing, most likely bolstered both by Asimona's constant presence and her own magic. Relatively small, perhaps quite large to a smaller creature, but the space was big enough for Asimona to move around comfortably and that was about it. A small hoard, far smaller then Dread's, of pretty trinkets was piled next to Asimona's nest - bits of jewelry, beautiful stones, the singing crystal Dread had given her, and ice figurines that, perhaps, Asimona had carved herself.

And everything, of course, rested upon snow. It was easy to see where her nest began because that's where the snow began to pile thickly. Never melting.

She was in the middle of futiley trying to organize her hoard a little bit when a roar echoed through the cavern. She whipped around and immediately stepped off, bounding forward until she was a little more in the open. She lifted her head and opened her jaws, to breath a burst of ice to signal her location...but nothing came out. Looking a little foolish, she quickly snapped her mouth shut and instead roared back. "DREAD."

When Asimona caught sight of Dread, she turned and leaped forward, gliding back to her den so that the other dragon could follow. She stopped at the entrance and turned as Dread landed. She let out a small snort - a greeting - and paused when Dread complained. She was...a little afraid of that. It would figure that Monoceros was too hot and windy for her and Pisces was too cold for Dread. They were, after all, polar opposites when it came to that.

"Ah, I'm sorry," she offered. "The cold is a little better for me then heat." She leaned down and observed the little crystal that Dread had tossed towards her, a pleasant look of surprise passing across her face. "Oh, it's beautiful!" She reached forward and picked it up with her claws to hold it closer to her face. Yeah, it was very nice! That was the kind of thing she liked to hoard - finer things, beautiful things, instead of everything - and she turned, hopping back to her pile with it, and setting it down next to the pearl Dread had gotten her last time. "Thank you, Dread. I have you something as well." She reached beneath the nest that sat next to the hoard and pulled out a chunk of metal - this time, it was real gold, not pyrite, and the edges were polished to shine. She returned to Dread and set it in front of him. "I made sure to get you a good one this time." She watched him expectantly, very much hoping that he'd like it. She'd spent a while searching for it while he was away.

Asimona let out a huff of breath when Dread became transfixed by her gift, happy that Dread not only accepted it but seemed to love it a lot. She'd never polished anything before and she thought that it had gone rather well. "I'm glad you like it." She sat herself back on her haunches, long tail curling around, the scorpion's tip jutting out so that it didn't sting her and she looked around.

"What do I do? Well, I mean, sleep. And hunt. Look for nice things to collect. And wait." She glanced back at the empty nests. "I used to live on one of the ledges on the wall. Better for takeoff, better view. But I hatched a few children and two of them couldn't fly so I had to move myself down here. It was too difficult to reach without wings." She stood and turned, pointing with a claw towards a spot on the wall far up where a small ledge could be seen jutting out from the wall. "That's it there."

Returning to her seated position, she looked a little more downcast. "No...nobody comes here. Not anymore. You're the first for...a long time."

It was very amusing that Dread both had the same habits as he and had to emphasize that he didn't eat children. She didn't think that he did but...well, she could see why he felt like expressing this. It was strange - she'd always thought of herself as more social then Dread, but he knew more others then her? Was Monoceros just more active then Pisces? Or maybe more comfortable? If Dread wasn't too happy here, in the cold, maybe others weren't as well.

Maybe that's why they'd left.

She shrugged. "They hatched without wings. They came from three stones I found here, in Pisces, and only one was capable of flight. Wyvern - she left some time ago to forge her own path. The other two, Abeni and Jotun, they simply stopped coming home. Abeni didn't look like my much for some reason, except for the silver skin. I think she was mostly a skunk, though, since she had black and white fur as well. Jotun, well, he was a bear. A very strong one. Neither had wings. Wyvern was almost like a bird, all covered in feathers. The time we spent here was nice. I liked being a mother." She trailed off, realizing that she'd perhaps rambled a little bit, sadness coating the edge of her voice. She missed them, a lot, and wished that they were still here, still around, so that she could love and care for them as she always did.

Asimona nodded, bringing up an image of Wyvern in her head. "Yeah. She was a little smaller then my, with white and blue feathers and a beautiful fanning tail. She was very kind and gentle, but I was holding her back." The conversation they'd had sprung to Asimona's head and she shivered. She wondered if she'd ever see her again...

But Dread's offer had her looking up with shock. "Really? Are you sure? I..." What could she say to that? She knew that others didn't see it as some great, intimate act but to Asimona...giving each other a piece of their life was as intimate as anything could get. A gesture of respect, love, and ultimate companionship. She doubted that Dread saw it as such but to be honest, she found herself not minding exchanging stone and life with him. She did care about him, a lot, as a good friend, but this business, now that she was faced with it, wasn't as grand as it had been in her head.

"I...yeah. I think I would like that. And I can...I can give you a piece in return, if you'd like." It was an offer that fell from her mouth, but it made sense. They echanged gifts when they saw each other - might as well do it here as well.