The mouth watering scent of human beans was enough to wake Bunny from her deep sleep. Paired with the noise of their feet trampling and voices whispering, the dragon was sure her meal on legs had arrived. Fresh meat was better than the hunks of flesh she was usually fed, and, besides, she liked a challenge.

Today? Get her meal on legs. Challenge accepted.

A furl of smoke issued from the cross breed's nostrils, her tail twitching ever so slightly, but she made no move to open her eyes or growl, not even bare her teeth. No, today, Bunny's food was coming to her.