It occurred to Era that as tactless as the woman was with her comments, she did not seem to mean any harm. Calling her an animal was hardly likely to endear the dragon, but she attempted to be noble and overlook it. Surely such a frightened little thing would not intentionally give offense with teeth and claw so very close?
Era heard her out, but sulked. Petulantly, she curled in on herself like a child refusing to internalize a well-deserved lecture for her misdeeds. But the introduction had her raising her head up a few feet off the forest floor. Her neck undulating in one smooth motion, she nodded. The small motion was quite graceful – as near a bow as she could make from this position.
“Well, Penny. I’m Era.” Her brows knit in thought. “I’m not certain how your kind usually greet one another, and I doubt that many customs would translate easily to the situation, but I am glad to meet you.” She ran an assessing glance over Penny. “It is very odd, but the humans I have seen are not at all like the ones in the stories. I do not know what to expect either.”