[Her next message comes attached with a picture of a fiery red-gold bird, about the size and shape of a falcon, save for the long peacock-like tail feathers. Despite the chill of mid-winter, it sits perched on an open windowsill, glowing bright enough to cause a lens flare on the picture.]
This is her. Her name means "glowing ember". She's very picky about when she comes and goes, so I am probably going to freeze before spring comes. 🥶❄️☃️
You're very lucky that those dragons don't wake up while you're pulling their teeth! I'm sure plenty of people have lost arms and more that way.
I haven't encountered any dragons myself. I don't think they like living on the ocean? Unless they're sea dragons, I guess. I don't really want to meet a sea dragon! 🌊⛵️🐲
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This is her. Her name means "glowing ember". She's very picky about when she comes and goes, so I am probably going to freeze before spring comes. 🥶❄️☃️
You're very lucky that those dragons don't wake up while you're pulling their teeth! I'm sure plenty of people have lost arms and more that way.
I haven't encountered any dragons myself. I don't think they like living on the ocean? Unless they're sea dragons, I guess. I don't really want to meet a sea dragon! 🌊⛵️🐲
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I will fight you over that pun.]