"A dragon? Are you mad?"
She looks up from her seat with wide eyes, running her small white paws through her magneta hair.
"I can't harm dragons, part of my oath, jah? I'm supposed to talk it over nicely with them instead."
Standing up slowly, she sinks her paws into her pockets and walks out into the night, bobtail flicking gently back and fourth behind her and eyes hidden beneath her bright fringe, passing by the lion as if his sprawled position were the most normal thing in the world.