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// Tired Baby 
// Story: Dragon Story 
// by Karibela 
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The path descended, and with it, she felt warmer, even warmer than she did standing next to the torch. 

Soon after, she found a room.



It was surprising how well-lit the room was, despite the lack of torches, magic, or anything, aside from a small baby dragon in the centre, resting on a smooth rock quite unlike the rest.

Her heartbeat calmed shortly after the initial discovery. Dragons she had seen and heard of were large, terrible creatures, even the children. This was no bigger than a dog, and curled up like one too. It was more of a house pet than a monster.

It was the crimson rocks that illuminated the room, Crescent noticed, as she stayed cautiously back from the beast. It was a rarity to her that there was no mother, or father, or any other dragon around. Dragons were protective to their children.

Is that... music? And talking, coming from the way further in?

She thought she could smell food, too, cooked potatoes and... strawberries? Dragons would never eat strawberries.

Crescent glanced at the dragon. Is this some kind of trick? It sounds like these ponies are feasting and playing, and the only dragon I've seen is outside. They didn't... put it outside to stop it from eating the food, did they? Like a dog in a kennel?

She shook her head. Just the near sight of the rocks were giving her a headache. A dire mission from the princess... well, I might as well see them for Luna's sake. Say that somepony's missing them. I wonder what they're up to? 

With that, she ventured forward.