I blinked, "Seriously?" She nodded and lowered herself to the ground. I turned to give Wolf an incredulous look, only to do a double take when I noticed she had already gotten on the dragon's back and was giving me an impatient look. "Already made friends, have you?" The dragon gave a pained whimper at my tone and Wolf gave me a look she must have practiced on particularly slow cubs.
"What? Just because I like you now doesn't mean I have to like her!" I defended myself. Why I felt like I had to defend myself I have no idea. Lava really hurt and she had hit me with a lot of lava.
A sound that reminded me of a sputtering diesel engine came from the dragon. It took me a moment to realize she was crying. Wolf patted her back comfortingly and bared her teeth at me chidingly.
I sighed before walking over to the dragon and hugging her. "I'm sorry, I'm just a little stressed." It was a struggle to get that out, because as soon as I touched her I could feel what she represented.
Protection, Destruction, and Greed.
She stopped crying and gave me an inquiring look, "Yes, I mean it." She actually shook with happiness. I sighed and got on her back. Great, a bipolar dragon. Just what I needed.