A dragon clutched a smooth moss agate stone in her claws. It was the Heart of Carinth, a magical stone that gave whoever held it power over the earth magic of the island. The dragon dug a small hole in the soft ground; she used her long slender claws to easily move the earth. Then, she gently placed the Heart into the small pitted area. She pushed the dirt on top and patted it down with her heavy back legs.
The dragon said a long string of magical phrases, while she stood over the buried stone. After several moments of repeating the mantra, the spell seemed to take hold. The ground seemed to ripple, like a stone tossed into a puddle. The small waves rolled out into the forest. Birds were unsettled from their perches, and monkeys clung to the trees as it washed over them. The dragon was satisfied with her work, but she was exhausted. She laid down on top of the buried stone. She knew she was vulnerable, but had little choice; the magic had drained her. The large violet dragon fell asleep.
A small fungus creature felt the ripple beneath his feet. He felt the call from the Heart of Carinth, and he could not deny it. His feet, which almost resembled those of a horse, carried him out from the hollowed log that had been his home for many months. He grabbed a thick staff, and headed toward the buried stone. His thick fingers picked up a pile of feces which he had been saving, and he shoved it in his mouth. The mushroom capped creature knew that he would not be coming back.
A thick creature, covered in bark, had been rooted in place for some time. The shock wave knocked him out of his comfortable slumber. With a disgruntled shake, he pulled his legs from the soil and made his way slowly toward the beacon call. The creature backhanded a couple of frogs from their leaves as he passed. He knew his new mission would require work, and he did not like to slave for another.
Munkus had been waiting for the call. He sensed that something big was happening on the island. Munkus knew the call, and sprinted on all fours toward it. He was the first to arrive where the dragon nested. At first, the groundling was surprised. A dragon held the Heart of Carinth. He would serve the most powerful creature on the island. Munkus watched over the sleeping dragon until the others arrived. He was proud to serve, and he was good at it.