• She felt she said the wrong thing as annoyance filled his gaze. Then strangely satisfaction. Well hell I guess I'm going to have to make the choice for you. Sorry little one but your going to live. She gave another startled squeak as his for claws reached out and clasped around her. Sara's breath left her lungs in an forced whoosh as she forced up out of her fall by a solid barrier. Her mind struggled as it tried to remind her lungs to breath. After a few seconds her lungs finally complied reluctantly sucking in a much needed breath. Sara was able to look around as the dragons massive wings beat at the air. She saw it was landing on an mountain ledge. The landing wasn't one of his most graceful considering the squirming female he held clasped in his fore claws.

    Pretending to get a better hold he took the opportunity to get a better look at her. Light brown hair, green eyes and mad as heck from the glare she was leveling at him. He couldn't help the rumbling chuckle in his chest as she turned red. “Oh go ahead and laugh you jerky beast. You already ignored me once. What didn't you get about I don't trust you and have accepted my fate?” She yelled her face flushing a brighter red with temper.
    Ah yes I do remember something like that. But I also remember taking the choice out of your pretty little hands, and saving you any way. Her eyes narrowed as she took her tiny little hands and thumped them on one of his claws. “Just let me go you stubborn thing!” He felt like laughing. Why should I? I found a treasure you felt was worthless. So I think I'm going to keep it. Do you know what it is? He asked in her head.