It turns out, however, it would have paid off for the two to share these species traits with one another, as they do tend to pass down, even when it’s only via half of the blood. Gilda learned the hard way that baby dragons are prone to smoky or even fiery burps, as well as other accidental release of flame (Hence why stony cliffs tended to be better for rearing of dragon hatchlings - not as much flammable material). One grey afternoon, Gilda got a face full of Talon’s fire breath, though fortunately as she was still young it only managed to char Gilda’s face black and grey for a little while. At the time Gilda was quite irked, at both Talon and Garble, but Garble in particular, and she gave him an earful later on. Though it was hard for her to stay mad at Talon when the little hybrid looked so content and just chirped happily at her.