Now then... costumed up and ready for action, which meant that really all Mo had to do was find his motivation and do the breathing activity. It was pretty hard to get into that comfortable zen place, though, when his classmates were buzzing around him. Mo found himself practicing some of his yoga breathing, retreating into that calm centered place where the buzz around him couldn't reach.

Motivation? What did he suppose would be the motivation of a large, carnivorous, winged creature? If he was the dragon, why would he be attacking people on the beach? Why would he even be AT the beach? It wasn't the preferred habitat for the creature, and people weren't the preferred food source. Had he escaped from a preserve nearby? Unlikely. Perhaps it was a Gringott's dragon or one being raised well outside of its home and comfort? That was more likely and got them a lot closer to a proper motivation.

If that was true, the dragon was lost, desperate, alone, and perhaps frightened. Kyroh had a point after all, and it put the situation into a new light. Mo opened his eyes and raised his hand. "Professor... what happened to the dragon? After the incident?"