Avery
“Bo, where are you?” a female voice shrill with panic made the dragonling look around.
A woman with blond hair tied back from her dirt-streaked face emerged from the cave wearing a brown smock tied at the waist. She spotted my dragon and gasped, launching herself at the dragonling and yanking its skinny neck back towards the cave.
“Please, please, he’s just a child,” she sobbed.
The little dragonling dug his claws into the dirt, and she slipped over, trying to pull him away. He huffed indignantly, shaking his scaly head and flapping his wings.
“I need to speak to them,” I told my dragon
A liquid feeling flooded over me as my perspective shrank closer to the ground and my body became mine once more. Totally naked, I flushed with embarrassment as warmth heated my cheeks.
“I mean
