A loud crash woke her from her slumber. Heavy lids swept back to reveal a world much different from the one she had fallen asleep in. A musty and damp - but warm - breeze swept over her large frame.
Eyes adjusting to the light, she looked for what awoke her. Eyes landing on her treasure pile, she spotted a human male, much smaller than what she was used to. The human paused, sensing something unnatural stirring deep within the cave.
She glanced around, absently noting the huge size differences that occurred gradually during her hibernation. She stood unsteadily on all fours, and growled deep within her chest. The human paled and dropped the sword from his filthy hands, and it landed with a clatter.
She snarled in annoyance, and the pesky human squeaked and scurried out of her cave. She snorted in amusement, and laid back in her nest, satisfied she was once again alone, when a stray thought crosses her mind.
How the Pit am I alive? I starved myself for...many years, and am not dead. Do the Powers hate me? What did I do to anger them so? How can I appease them? There must be a way...
With that thought in mind, she heaved herself from her nest and to her treasure pile. She tilted her head thoughtfully, when inspiration struck. She grinned, knowing her treasure would soon be forever safe.
Rearing up on her hind legs, she pulled her lips back from her teeth. She reached down and gathered a small pawful of gold coins. Setting them out of the way, she continued her idea.
She turned to her even smaller pile of treasure, and spat a gob of throat mucus on the top. She reared up and pulled her lips from her teeth, inhaled deeply, and exhaled a torrent of pure DragonFire.
The pile quickly melted into a steaming puddle of molten gold. When she sensed it was reaching evaporation, she cut off her fire with a snap of her jaws. Closing her eyes, she carefully stepped into the pile.
She laid on her side, careful to coat all of her wings as well. She rolled onto her back, carefully coating the base of her skull, as well as her throat. Her 'bath' done, she stood, coated in drying black armor. Instead of being colored like the gold she melted, her armor was a deep black. She opened her eyes, and looked down at herself, and purred her approval. The rest of the pile now hardened, it was impossible to tell where the cave ended and it began.
Suddenly remembering the pawful of gold she set aside earlier, she padded across the hardened puddle and over to the tiny pile. She picked up the tiny coins in a paw, balanced a single coin on each talon, and thought carefully. Taking a deep breath, she exhaled a small but powerful stream of fire on the coins. They melted quickly, covering her black claws in molten gold. She repeated the process with the rest of her claws, and was equally amused with the resulting layer.
Her armor now complete, she was ready to face whatever the unknown threw her way. Midnight black armor with gold highlights on her claws, wing-tips, ear horns, and eyebrows, she was a dangerous sight to behold.
AN: the intro is the same as last chapter, I know. I wanted it that way.
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