The addled dragon's head snapped at the voice, and this time he actually snarled at her. No one had spoken to him like that since...<br/><br/><em>a woman's terrified, desperate scream interrupted abruptly, as three others laughed just around the corner of a wall next to his cage. HE went still, staring at the corner, trying to think past the haze in his head, the sound of...</em><br/><br/>He threw off that particular memory with a violent shake of his head, desperately trying to not remember the elven woman's kind emerald colored eyes, the feel of her fingers digging into his scales where he could never reach, right where the wings connected to his spine, or the sound of her voice as she read one of the laboratory books to him. After a moment, he slowly edged forward, and warily took the berry before realizing it was Sena, and pushing his neck wound into her hand as he ate the berry.<br/><br/>Then the light of the healing spell washed over him, and suddenly his scattering thoughts cascaded into actually useful things. He sighed, and relaxed completely against her, before shuddering. "Great, another thing to add to my list of terrors, shadows armed with knife like claws. Anyone have any idea what that thing was? All I know was I woke up with it trying to slit my throat, and I couldn't think anymore."