Embryr
"Uh.. Thanks.." She said to Naloth, bending down to eat. Her stomach was growling so bad it hurt, and when the bit into the meat, it was the tastiest thing she had ever eaten! She was still keeping one eye on the dragons though. She didn't eat it all, so the others could eat too. She looked at Sammie. "Being a dragon as small as I am can mean danger from anything, anywhere," She growled slightly at the word 'small,' as if warning them not to call her small. She hated being small. She couldn't help it. Her silver scales shined in the sun/moon*
(* = Is it day or night?)