The Spire.

[DragonMasterX]

Mar observed his surroundings, there were not anymore dragons anywhere else from the overwhelming amounts that had just been covering the streets of the pretty plaza. "Dot doesn't seem to be around." His ears folded back as he mellowed, and then put a claw on his hip while he scratched his head in deep thought, "Did she get mad at me 'cause of the Boxing match? ...Anyway, she probably is inside with all the others. Better join them." "Let's go, everyone." He concluded, and stepped into the cavern.

(Hollow Path)

"Creepy place for a party." The large dragon thought out loud as he looked around the path, the light too dim since the torches had been taken by the others on their way inside. Once he had reached the main room, the scenery changed to what seemed to be a dome-like structure encapsulating an ivory room with finely decorated tables of round and rectangular shapes, full of different treats and dishes of every kind. The other dragons around seemed quiet, however, and only the elders really stood out at the pinnacle of an impressive set of shiny stairs on the far opposite side from where Mar had come from. "This... is a celebtration?" He quietly whispered F'Nerah, not taking his eyes off the quiet crowd.