Tara was weak. Her dragon form lay curled around the pool of water in the fountain. Her jaw rested  on its wall by its water. Her dark red eyes hazy and glazed over. There was seemingly nothing else around her but this fountain and its waters seemed to be the calmest thing she had ever felt.<br/><br/>Her wing was shattered and hung limp at her side, her tail was scorched and torn by flame and teeth. The battle she had fought had nearly been the death of her. She shuddered as she tried to shift back into her human self. The pain almost too intense.<br/><br/>She growled as she tried to move. All she could do was flutter around and land flat on her face. She saw some one approach and was completely terrified. She reached out, and tried to crawl away but it was far too late. she thought she had already been spotted. If she had to fight again she would.<br/><br/>One day, perhaps she could live in peace with out having to fight for her life. She forced herself upright and watched as the stranger approached. Her jaw lowered and revealed her sharp fangs. Her growl, dark and dangerous as her warning to the stranger was clear.