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“Corbin.”

“Fine!” The green one sighed loudly and stepped back to allow him inside.

“Thank you?” This didn’t look like his home at all. The foyer was all cabin, and it went through to an A-frame on one side that was all glass. It went back into a hall that maybe went into the mountain.

“So you’re from here? Did you know the Hallorans?” That was the purple one. How…colorful.

“No. I have been in Northern California for a long time.” He looked around, taking in the scents and sights.

“Um…this is Colorado?”

Like he didn’t know that. “I understand where I am, Rosie.”

“Rosie?” The young one scowled at him.

“That is your color.” And his scent.

“My name is Cosmo. Do you eat steak?”

He blinked some more. “Of course I do. I’m a dragon.” They were carnivores. Well. Omnivores, but meat was essential at their size.

“We’re eating in the courtyard. Come on in.” That was green and grumpy, the man all scowls.

“Thank you.” He was suddenly starving, not sure when he had eaten last. One got accustomed to not having to hunt…

“No problem. Do you have a name?” Rosie asked. “It’s weird to just call you ‘new guy’.”

“Hawk Fitzhugh.”

“Mr. Fitzhugh.” Rosie winked at him.

“Don’t you mean bird brain?”

He growled softly. “What, Grizzly?”

That had the dragon giggling hard.

The green sprout rolled his eyes. “I’m getting a headache.”

“Everything gives you a headache,” the purple one said.

“And I assume you also have names?” Hawk asked politely.

“I’m Cullen,” Violets dropped from Cullen’s hand onto the floor. “This is my big brother Corbin, and the one you called Rosie is Cosmo.”

He arrowed his gaze in on Cosmo. “You are very…pink.”

“And you look like you were baked in lava.”

“Thank you.” He was forged in fire, as it were. He inclined his head. “Are you an illusion dragon as well?”

“No. Cullen takes after our father, and Corbin after our mother.”

He tilted his head. “And you? Who do you resemble?”

Cosmo scoffed. “I think I’m a changeling.”

Cullen rolled his eyes. “We’re triplets.”