A dragon, a real freakin dragon!
The dragon's eyes glow a brilliant green and slowly begin to lower towards you. The piercing effect of it's stare terrifies you. It smiles deviously at you. It has big, sharp, bright white teeth that glisten and shine like the moon. Judging by it's appearance, it is somewhat middle aged, but very fit and powerful. It seems to be about a meter taller than the average two-story house and has dark green scales.
"Oh my god!! Stay away!" you scream
"You're tresspassing on my land, how dare you tell me to leave!" says the dragon in a deep voice
"Wha?" you respond, surprised that the dragon can talk, "What are you talking about?"
"That bush that you just walked through, that was mine."
"Well I didn't know" you respond, just getting the feeling back in your legs. "I'll get out of your hair..."
"Oh no, you aren't getting off that easy, boy,"
"I-I'm sorry, please don't kill me!"
"I'm not going to kill you..."
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