There was a yelp of surprise before the blankets seemed to explode, Shula scrambling from the covers. The dragon looked furious, smoke seeming to expel it's self from her mouth in her rage.<br/><br/>"You fucking dick!" She yelled, her tail wrapping around the man's ankle and pulling roughly so she tripped him. "If you don't want me to rip up your shit you should actually get me a suitable place to sleep!" She chided, looking at her sleeping space distastefully. She debated about weather or not she should lay back down just to spite him but decided against it. She didn't feel like sitting in a puddle.<br/><br/>"That couch was awful anyway."