Sachmis hissed low in her throat at the hatchling but didn't  say anymore. At least not until Arkon showed up. The she stepped back, pushing the hatchling back with her tail, eyes flickering between Arkon and the green dragon. Another low growl  rumnled to life in her chest. This was not a place she would have chosen to be, not for all the freedom in the world. Too bad she was stuck, oh well. A warrior must stay the path it chooses.