a kingdom desperatly trying to protect itself from dragons and theres 1 hope

Lunora snorts in amusment. Wanting to make this 'fun,' she rears back onto her back legs. The mighty silver dragon opens her maw and lets out a blast of fire. (Hey! Who said it wasn't fun to show off?) She arched her neck, and beats down her wings, lifting off the ground a few feet.

Lunora rolls his eyes. I'm not a horse. She thinks darkly, but flaps anyways. The air was puleld from the humans lungs as she shoots ups high in the air, like an sparrow. She spiraled into the air, spinning up and up, going faster and faster. Finaly, miles up, she leveled off, taking a easier pace. "That fast enough for you?" She called back -sarcasticaly- To Thomas.

Eewwww. "Hey! I JUST got my scales washed yesterday!" She cried, and snaps her tail to one side vileontly, hoping to get it off.

Lunora, apparently, was NOT in a good mood. You could literaly SEE the smoke curling out of her nostrils-before the wind tore it away from sight.

Lunora relaxed- a bit. The girl- totaly fogotten/ignored until down, was also lookign kinda of green. "DOn't you DARE, River." Lunora growled.

Lunora peered down. She-deciding they probaly won't hear her anyways- decided to test something. She spread her consious around, and wiggled into the cracks of the humans mind. Ah, the joys of being royalty! Lets see what THIS does! We're almost there. She 'broadcasts' to their minds, deciding to have even MORE fun with her privelige.

Lunora felt a mind pushing back. It easily broke through the first layer-the conected one- and seemed to stop there, almost not knowing of the other layers. Then it dawned on her- A human muast only have two or three levels of mind. Did they know how to get to the others? What would happen if she tried to draw it in deeper? She never had a human to test this on, and she was sure she could kick it out pretty easily. Making aa quick decision (Remember, these thought took place in the time span of 2.3862 seconds) She threw open the doors toi the second layer- the layer of feelings (Touch, not emotions), not direct thoughts.

She rallied right back. Pictures of blackened battle fields, charred human remains, people ripped in half. Men with holes through there chest of missing a head. They she-not touching the (was it the last?) layer of his mind, drew his consious in deeper. Smells of burning flesh, the sickening feel of blood inbetween scales- The disgusting metalic taste of man- tasting worse than any animal. She showed him a picture of hundreds of dragons lifting up into the air(this was when she was young), and a second picture of twenty coming back, many with pikes in them. She even showed his the look fo him when she first saw- Bloodied, eyes flashing, jagged tooth in claw and a wild look about him. And she let him feel the sorrow, the anger, the devastation of that moment. And this was only a taste of all she had benn through- her intire one hundred and sixty two and three forths years. Maybe you should try to understand what its like for us, being slaughtered by the thousandfold just to try to keep our own caves. She thought to him quietly- also makign sure his next layer was intact.

Lunora sent him a gently wave of confusion, tryign not to overload and exidently draw him in more. Honestly, dragons usually go more levels deeper, able to conunicate instantly, for as one mind sees thigns instantly so does another. Also with feelings, ideas. Most of the time you can block the angry feelings.

Lunora, during that whole conversation, had been slowly circling down towards the ground. Now able to completely function, she looked around. Spottign what she needed, she all but folded her wiinds and made a sickening dive. Worst part is- she was heading towards a large stone. It loomed closer and closer, extremely tall and wide. Without even hesitating she... wnet through it? Now in an almost completely dark tunnal, she landed. The explanasion was simple- there was no rock. If you turned around, you could see out. And the enemy- or prey- couldn't see you.