She opened her eyes and looked around.
WHERE IN THE THREE MOONS WAS SHE?! Uh oh. She was in a strange dragon's house. She had been told by some dragon, (she couldn't remember who), told her that she shouldn't wake up in a strangers house.
So, where was she? The dragonet looked around. She was (now) sitting on a small cot wove of reed and palm leaves. Near the cot was a small bed, a nightstand, and a table. The walls were made of plaster- the floor mad of wood.
She shifted, then winced at a sudden pain in her wing. "Ow. Okay," she said, surprised at how high her voice was. In her head she sounded all cool and stuff but using it now, she kinda sounded lame.
How had her friends ever liked her? With her voice all squeaky like th- Wait- friends? She had friends?
"I see your awake," said a low, calm voice.
She whipped around, "Who are you?!"
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