[color=greenyellow][h3][center]Emma[/center][/h3][/color]
[@Aurliena Nova]

Emma rushed after Dr Nidhogg and the others, Maia scampering along by her side. The baby dragon kept leaping into the air. Her wings weren't yet big enough to allow her to properly fly, but it turned out she could already glide short distances. The leaves that covered her body rustled as she moved, claws clicking against the stone floor.

This was all so much to take in. Dragons... Emma stared around at the many different types. One had two heads, one had sparking scales, and another had two sets of feathered wings... She'd have to reassess everything she thought she knew about animals.

As Eun-mi picked herself up again, Emma caught up with her and Darthun. [color=greenyellow]"Doesn't know his own strength, does he?"[/color] Her comment came out sounding breathless. She'd certainly get a lot of exercise during her stay here, just from following Dr Nidhogg around.

At Emma's feet, Maia huffed at the lack of attention, smoke curling from her nostrils. Forest dragons could breathe fire? That wasn't something Emma had expected. Was that something most dragons could do, then? This was just one of the many questions she'd have for Dr Nidhogg in the morning.

[i][color=limegreen]Play,[/color][/i] Maia whined, jumping up again. Now, instead of thinking she was a kitten, she seemed to think she was a puppy. Emma giggled, leaned down and tickled the dragon, who rolled onto her side with a contented chirp.

Both stood up, realising how far they'd fallen behind. Emma had to run even faster, messy wisps of hair flying all around her face. Maia bounded along next to her. Before long, a set of apartments came into view. Emma wondered how she'd sleep. She'd be like a child on Christmas Eve. What would the next day bring?