Date: March 27, 2001- Evening Characters: Mirela Albsecu Location: Dragon Sanctuary Warnings: None really? Public/Private: Public Summary: Mirela has night shift at the dragon preserve to cover vacations Status: Complete
There were many things that could be said about the night shift, the first was that it was usually quiet. The dragons were bedded down for the night, other than the few that were nocturnal. Mostly it was just a lack of people to talk to or deal with. During the day shift, there was all manner of hubbub going on. She was looking over the paperwork for the breeding program. There were several dragons that were not producing and if the treatment of the dragon they called Gwen was any indication, the Ministry was only concerned with dragons that were producing more dragons. They didn't really seem to care that the dragons were endangered in the world of man. It wasn't as if they were roaming free with the exception of a few that might have escaped captivity in their lives. That was there you got rumors of Loch Ness Monsters and other such silly things.
She looked through the profiles she had put together on each of the dragons that she had studied since coming to England six months ago. It was times like this that she really missed her father's wisdom. Maybe she would take a quick jaunt home. She missed her mother and her family like crazy, so it was probably the best to do so. She made a few notes about possible pairings to bring up in the future that might be more productive from the dragons. Personalities in dragons was just as important in people relationships. If a dragon was sick or not feeling well, it wouldn't breed. If a dragon didn't like it's partner or wasn't attracted, it wouldn't breed, but the minister just thought of them as dumb animals. That was sad.