"It's okay, she knows my baby sister will avenge me if she does too much damage," Magnus says, swiping a glittering arc of powdery snow at Dro's face; she snaps at it with her beak, and he takes advantage of the pause to clamber up from the ground. If the newcomer is paying close attention, he'll notice that no snow is sticking to Magnus's hair or hoodie... and that the hoodie doesn't seem thick enough to serve as a winter coat.

Magnus sizes the newcomer up with a quick glance. "New guy, right? Mercutio's friend? Dad and Uncle D both said we got another one... I'm Magnus. And this is Her Most Gracious Majesty and Royal Betaloned Beakiness, Eminently Glorious Princess Drosera Dinosaur Hungry Baby Kitty McBirdface Magnahad the Fluffy-Pawed of Shed Kingdom, First of her Name and Cutest in all the Worlds, Terror of the Snows, Who Is a Good and Big Girl Who Behaves In Weddings Now And A Friend To Other Babies. Even When She's A Bad Baby Teenager And Decimating The Fish Population. But you can call her Dro for short."