On a hill in the highlands of eastern Kalimdor, there is a grove of trees whose leaves blossom blood-red all the year long. Nestled in their roots and shaded by their mighty branches is the clutch of the Aspect of the red dragonflight, Alexstrasza the Life-binder, Dragonqueen. She reaches out to caress her eggs with a slim hand modeled on the elves who have their kingdoms to the west. They will hatch soon, she knows.
"Well, yes. This is the first time you meet me but I've met you before. You don't remember because it hasn't happened yet. But it'll be a lot of fun, so look forward to it."
"Great! Can you show me where your mother is? I need to speak with her."
"Yeah okay!"
She keeps a general idea of where Mom is most of the time, because Mom is one of her favorite people, and also really big and therefore hard to miss, so she can happily lead this strangely colored dragon to her mother, she absolutely does not see anything wrong with this!
Mom is perhaps not as pleased to see the visitor as she could be. "Mezan."
"Allie! How nice to see you. Your clutch is looking well, you've got some clever ones here."
"I dislike the versions of you that are old enough to feel comfortable calling me 'Allie'. What brings you here now?"
"Oh, nothing urgent. Just a small bit of business with the elves. My present self would have come, but there's some things happening in the south, you know how it goes."
"You'll find out when you're older."
"I think Kelt wanted help with the beavers down by the river, sweetheart. Why don't you go see how she's doing?"
"Oh. Okay! If I'll find out when I'm older anyway, since there's time stuff," she agrees, and then she nuzzles Mom and flies off to help Kelt.
"You can definitely see who she turns out to be from here."
"Please don't involve my daughter in any of your harebrained schemes until she's old enough to have a clutch of her own," Alexstrasza says tartly.
"She involves herself, most of the time. But your meaning is taken, I promise."
Hmmm! This is a difficult conundrum. Maybe if they start setting up a bit of a dam for them where they'd like the dam, to give them a good spot to build? And then geeeeently break the dam they're making. Gently. Ever so gently. Maybe move the pieces to where they want the dam to actually be.
The plot thickens!!!
Hmmm moving the eggs somewhere not near the beavers sounds untenable. She doubts that the beavers would move further downstream, because they'd have to go past the crocolisks. She doesn't particularly have a problem with the crocolisks themselves; she could make a fight of it, and would probably win, but that seems mean. The crocolisks haven't done anything wrong except needing to eat things to live, and what does that say about her if she condemns them? She needs to eat things to live. So. Hm. Hmm hmm hmmmmm.
Is there another spot that the beavers could have a dam, away from the crocolisks, even further downstream??
Well fortunately, she has wings.
Okay! So how about this plan: they start setting up a new dam here for the beavers. And then they go back, and they catch the beavers, and they fly them here to their new home. What then? That sounds brilliant to her.
Yes, that's very fair of the beavers. On the other hand: she is definitely smarter than a beaver. She constructs an ambush site in the dam the beavers are building, and she waits.
Okay this will take careful timing and perfect finesse, but she believes that she and Kelt can successfully snatch these beavers.
She gives the little squeak of attack and dives to snatch a beaver to carry it to its new home!
Nrrgh she! Will not! Be defeated!
She flaps as hard as she can and tries to steady the beaver as much as possible, and goes for the beaver's new home!!!! Beaver this is for your own good.
The beaver can just get over it, she is Ranaestrasza, daughter of Alexstrasza, and she will not be defeated by a beaver!
She successfully brings the beaver to the new dam site, without dropping it even once, looking very pleased with herself. She did just bring the one beaver, but! But Kelt is bigger than she is, and, and, okay actually the cage idea was way better than just literally picking up a beaver and flying it over here, but you know what, she succeeded, and that's all that matters in the end.
Indeed it does!
Okay now to help get the beavers settled in. ... Probably the best thing to do there is to go away and let them do their thing, because dragons and dragonkin are kind of intimidating. They can keep Careful Watch over the beavers and see if they make their dam at an acceptable location?