Prolog
Eucalyptus always liked walking at night in the rainforest, the way the tree's slowly swayed in the wind, how the crickets would chirp quietly, and fireflies softly glowing in the night. But it was different here. The bushes shifted unnaturally, it felt like eyes were on her, burning holes in her scales, wait was that a dragon, no it couldn't be she was pretty far from the village.