(Note: I know the names, but I'm writing it like this)
Chapter Four: Inside the Imagination of Jess' Youngest Sister
"What about this one, Youngest sister of Jess?" asked a soldier from the post a nearby dragon pen.
Jess' youngest sister looked at the dragon and raised her eyebrow. "That is Frag-- a nasty one, she is. I tried to saddle her, but she knocked me aside like swatting a fly. I say we leave her."
The soldier took a close look. The dragon sleeping within the pen appeared black or dark gray in the moonlight. She was large and muscular; her wings stretched lazily at her side. The soldier noticed the four ivory-white spikes protruding from her tail, ans six more from the bony ridge on the back of her head. "So that is why you are called Frag" mumbled the soldier.
"You said every dragon in Terribithia was to be saddled in search of Leslie and Jess," the soldier called out.
"Then you do it," Jess' youngest sister yelled "but I'm not the one who'll be on that one. I'm content with Sugarblossom, yes, now that sounds like a dragon for me."
"You see, my friend...," The soldier said, opening the pen. The dragon stirred slightly, but did not open its eyes. "There is an art to saddling a raw dragon. You cannot break them in as easily as you do with ponies."
The soldier laughed and put the saddle down inside the pen. He walked slowly up to the creature, and still it did not seem to awaken. "You must show them respect," the soldier continues as he slowly approached the creature. "Show them tenderness." The soldier brushed his hand along the creature's neck. This earned the soldier an ominous low growl.
"Easy, Frag," the soldier continued, slowly letting his fingers tickle close to her folded ears. "You see, all you have to do-"
Suddenly, Frag's right foreleg unfolded, and the dragon backhanded the soldier so hard that he flew out of the pen and landed with a crash ten feet away. The saddle, torn in two pieces, land with a WHUMP beside the fallen soldier. Frag snorted and went back to sleep.
"Are you all right?!" Jess' youngest sister yelled, racing to the soldier's side.
"Uh...," The soldier said, steadying himself. "Nothing is broken if that is what you mean."
"Well, I would not say that nothing is broken!" Jess' youngest sister laughed, holding up the two jagged pieces of the saddle.
"You were right," the soldier said, finally getting to his feet. "We need to leave Frag behind."
"I will seek another." Jess' youngest sister said, patting the soldier on the back. "I think maybe you should take Sugarblossom. We set out in search of my brother at dawn."