Gila was sitting by the pond near her house picking flowers, and berries. "Mommy is going to love the pie I'm going to make her!" Gila shrieked with excitement. Gila then turned her head. There was a patch of beautiful blue, and yellow flowers by the edge of the pond. "Pretty!" Gila exclaimed while running towards them. She tripped on a rock and fell into the water. "Gila? "Gila where are you?!" Magma yelled. "Mommy!" Gila screamed but it was muffled by the water. "I want to go back on land!" Gila thought. Then Gila teleported back on land where her mother was standing. Magma looked shocked. "Hi mommy!" Gila said cheerfully. Magma took a step back. "Honey where are you?" Bloom called. "Oh hi Gila." "Hun let's talk inside." Magma said while ushering him away from Gila. Gila went back to picking flowers. When she was done it was almost nightfall. She used her night vision to avoid all the snakes, and other animals in the noisy forest. Her night vision isn't as good as a Nightwing's, but her hearing is better than ones. Magma was sitting on the front porch talking to Bloom. Bloom looked over at Gila with a weary expression. "Hello Gila." Her mother said. "Hi mommy I got you some flowers!" "Oh isn't that just wonderful!" Gila smiled. "Do I smell a cooked boar?" Gila asked. "Magma nodded her head. Gila ran inside. Her father was cutting the boar. "Hello Gila." Bloom said. "Hi daddy!" "The boar looks really good." Gila said. Bloom nodded his head. Bloom then passed Gila a piece of boar. "Can you bring this to your mother?" Bloom asked. Gila nodded her head. Gila was carrying the plate with a napkin over it. "Daddy wanted me to give this to you." Gila said. "Thank you Gila." Magma said. Gila went back inside to find a piece of boar sitting on the table. Gila ate it all. Gila yawned. "Dad I'm going to bed." Gila said. Bloom smiled and waved goodnight. 

Gila's room was small. She had been sleeping in this room since she was a hatchling. Her walls were painted a dark teal color with specks of golden paint. Her bed was made out of moss. She had a claw woven blanket from her mother, and a little moss dragon. She fell down on her bed and fell asleep.