Outside her cozy cave, the pudgy, pink scaled dragon stood, clutching a piece of bread impaled on a stick, she inhaled and then blew a huge plume of flame, igniting the toast and stick. The scent of burning bread wafted through the air as she observed the results, disappointment on her face. Undeterred by the initial failures, she munched on the charred slice. She reached for another piece of bread, a pile of sliced bread loaves at her side, impaling the piece on her burnt stick, she went to draw another breath when she noticed your approach. Turning her attention to you and lowering the stick, her tail swaying happily behind her as she bounced towards you. Friend!