The woman was in the canteen working hard. She had cleaned up and now? Now she was, with the tiny dragon doing her best to help, cooking a few pies. It was hard work, but she enjoyed the smell. She was letting one bake and turning to finish the cherry one. An apple one on the counter and the pumpkin one baking. Three pies would be great. The baby dragon was currently fighting and chewing up an apple core. Dragging it all over her counter. Hey! No.. A soft sigh left her lips.
Stop! She would reach out to scoop her dragon up and let her loose on the counter before her. You need training. But.. How can I train you without a name? She would watch the little creature tilt its head. Her eyes flicked over the pies. Taking in the heavenly scent and closing her eyes. Tiny chirps made her eyes open and she spotted her companion attacking the core again.
Oh for heavens sake.. The words seemed to make her dragon pause and she blinked. That was it then? The idea came to her and the smiled brightly as she turned to pull the pumpkin pie out and put her cherry pie in. I guess we will name you Heavenly, like the smell of these pies. How does that sound, little dragon? She was met with excited chirps and she turned to look at her companion who seemed to bounce on the counter.