So, looks like in my dreams dragons train for warfare. We don't just go blindly in like horses or something. I'm learning the hard way what it means to be a dragon in His Majesty's Corps. Looks like because I'm so rare and unique the rest of the dragons don't know how to react. Also it's never fun being the new kid on the block. Or, dragon. Brings back some memories whenever I'd have to start at a new school when Dad would get stationed someplace new.