Adimada Cachedi. Era had never met her, but she knew of her. Any dragon who payed attention to the various families would have. Especially after a couple of hundred winters pouring over books - genealogies included.
"A pleasure," Era echoed, also finding comfort in the formality. Her head turned, almost owl-like, in an upside-down motion to stare as the woman - dragon - put her hands in her pockets. Right. What couldn't possibly be confusing about that....
"You look human. But you aren't. You're a dragon. I don't understand." Suddenly terrified, Era spun to really look at the woman. "Did something happen to you?" Was it contagious? Era inched away until she had no further room to retreat, her body pressed against one of the many trees.