A Sky dragon known as Miri always hunted for treasure. At night she would sit a the edge of a cliff and watch the phoenixes play while the sun set. Each day she would watch the beautiful phoenixes play until one day they did not come. Day after day, Mirir would wait for the phoenixes to watch, but they never came. Winter came and went, and Miri was found, frozen at her cliff waiting for the phoenixes to return. The phoenixes did return and each night, the feathered spirit would sit at that cliff and watch the phoenixes play.