Sachmis crept through the forest, unperturbed by the smell of the humans or the other dragons. She was not a weak hatchling anymore, and ever since taking her split from both sides she had found a calm unlike any before. She was different anyway, a dragon like the others, but capable of so much more. Her long fur made it easy for her to hide in the shadows, even appearing like a wild cat before human eyes. She came upon the scene of the hatchling after the human girl, and anger simmered in her chest. True, the hatchling had attacked first, but the human had drawn first blood. As another dragon burst into the scene, aiming to protect the human she too leapt into the fray. The hatchling was under orders, and the scent of fear and rage coated it. She snarled at the other dragon and the human as she stepped around the hatchling, "Go back into the forest little dragon!" Her eyes locked on the other dragon, her green gaze locked on it and the human girl.