Chapter 5: Winter
I am really getting sick of getting hurt. I thought these scales were supposed to protect me. Apparently not. Ugh. I am so glad I heal fast. Otherwise, I would probably be dead right now, and I wouldn’t be groaning about all of this. I’m going to shut up now, and keep telling the story.
My head hurt. That was the first thing I noticed. The second was that everything hurt. I let out a groan. Someone muttered She’s coming too. (Seriously, do people always say that when people wake up after being knocked out or fainted and stuff like that? I don’t get it. Also, what’s with everyone talking in my head? Is good old fashioned regular talking not good enough?) I opened one eye a slit, examining my surroundings. A dragon’s face was the only thing I could see. I snarled, and the dragon jumped back. Someone had stupidly not restrained me, and I rolled to my feet, shaking my head to clear it. I growled, opening my eyes completely. My head still hurt. Everything still hurt. I ignored it, gathering myself for the spring. I saw a red dragon looking at me, looking confused. He seemed familiar, and I knew it was Kendov. I sprang, knocking him over. There were roars of surprise, and he struggled, scratching at my scales. I bit him, before springing lightly away. One of the other dragons approached, wary. I opened my jaws and blasted him with water, knocking him over. Kendov was staring at me, recognition slowly dawning. Ruvaak? He whispered. I snarled in reply. That name brought back to many memories. He looked at the others Stop. She’s not a threat. I shut up and glared at him. I am a threat, thank you very much, when I want to be. I rolled my eyes and he gave me a toothy grin. I flicked my tail, sending dirt flying at his face. He snorted and said Watch it. I rolled my eyes and looked around at the other dragons. They all watched me, still suspicious. I looked at Kendov and asked Are you going to introduce us?