Luna was thrilled when she had taken off the sea dragon's bandages and saw that the wounds were fully closed. The sea dragon, only as tall as the men, had begun to wander around the village, according to the terrified whispers of her neighbors. She sprinted down the street and turned the corner. There! Down the street, stood a figure Luna knew at heart, as if Luna knew this dragon for years instead of nearly a month. Luna willed her body to sprint faster towards the dragon. She slowed down so that she wouldn't completely crash, and managed to hug the sea dragon without knocking her over.
"I'm so happy to see you walking around! How is it so far?" Luna asked. The dragon looked at her, bewildered.
"Luna! What are you doing?! Put that thing back where it should be!" A voice boomed. Luna cringed as she let go of the sea dragon and turned around. Her mother was walking down the street, radiating fury and disapproval.
"She's not a thing, mother," Luna said as evenly as she could. Luna saw he