OK, those of you who have already read this, make sure you checked out the last chapter because I changed it. Yes, I was wrong - This was before what I had posted. Ooops...

Oh well. Anyways, if you haven't read this, HAVE FUN with the shortest story ~ever~ created by me. ALSO I might not post as regularly - end of year tests are crushing me. Thanks for understanding.

Moon's POV

Moon didn't have anything against Umber personally. She just generally didn't like Muds. Like by generally, she meant she would rather tell Kinkajou she could read minds than hang out with one. Like she said, it wasn't personal. There was a story behind it. And, she thought to herself, I might just want to remind myself why I skipped inviting Umber to the cafe.

The moons glinted in the sky above, and Moonwatcher turned her small head to look at a sudden rustle by the broken window. Her mother should be back any time; the sky was getting slightly lighter, although she could still see the stars clearly. At this time, she was only four, and already she knew how to tell the time from looking at the sky.

"Hey, wonder what's in this building?" Said a rough voice from outside. Moonwatcher had snuggled deeper into her blankets. Her mother said no one could find her. What if she had been lying? Moonwatcher didn't remember reading her mom's mind and finding her untruthful, but it could have happened.

"Maybe we should check it out?" Said another, deeper voice.

"Yeah. Who's going first?" This voice was slightly different from the others. It was higher, as if the dragon was younger.

"Not it," Moonwatcher heard several dragons say simultaneously. She tried to count the voices, and she came up with at least four. The seemingly younger dragon sighed.

"Fine, you guys win." Moonwatcher heard muffled footsteps, loud whispers, and then the click of the lock. She huddled down, scared.

"Hey, are there even any lights?" Said the younger one, blindly feeling for a light switch. At last, another dragon came in and helped, and soon, Moonwatcher could pick out five different sets of shuffling feet.

Finally, one of them found it with a coarse, "Aha!" and light flooded the small area. Moonwatcher blinked rapidly, trying hard to see through the spots in her vision. When she was finally able to see, she noticed five dragons staring at her in shock. They all had tan skin, brown hair, brown eyes, and cheap clothing. It was like they were all twins - but at different ages. They just stood there in shock, and Moonwatcher felt all ten eyes staring at her with ultimate focus. She didn't even want to read their minds. Suddenly, the youngest one spoke up.

"Yeah, we better go." Two more dragons nodded, a girl that was probably the second youngest, and another, a male who looked like the middle aged one. The other two shook their heads. It was a while before one of them spoke. He sounded like the oldest one.

"We should keep her, for ransom, y'know?" The other one who had shook their head, a girl, nodded in agreement.

"Think of how much we could get for this little dear," she whispered. It was like she was doing calculation in her head already. Moonwatcher was frightened, so she let out a small scream. They all flinched, and suddenly Moonwatcher had an idea. If she screamed loud enough, would they go away? She tried it.

"MOMMY!" She shouted loudly, a sob building up. They all looked at each other, worried, and then ran out of the building, scrambling over one another as fast as they could. Moonwatcher heard them saying curse words as they ran away. Minutes later, her mother came through the door.

"Moon?! Dear, are you ok?! I heard you screaming…?" Moonwatcher nodded.

"I'm fine, Mommy. There were these guys though, and they almost stealed me. Two of them were girls though. They had brown everything. It was like mud monsters. They were scary." Usually, Moonwatcher was less childish, but right now, it was all she could think about.

"Oh, I'm so sorry honey! I should probably find somewhere else for you to stay… now that they know you're here." Moonwatcher had shook her head.

"No, it's ok Mommy. I don't think they'll be coming back. Who were they?" Here was the more practical side of the four year old.

"Well, they sound like Muds. They live in the swamp, are known for many things, like writing, messiness, and battle training. I'll have to be more careful, ok sweety?" Moonwatcher's mom had picked her up and swung her in a circle, then set her down lightly on the ground. It took Moonwatcher a moment to get her balance, and then she bounced happily, forgetting about the scary dragons who had tried to take her.