My Life As A Salamander - 10 Fireproof
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10 Fireproof

The little dragon looked at me angrily and breathed more flames at me. True to nature as they came at me I just swallowed them again and again. Surprisingly I gained what's called Breath Mastery. Guess eating all that fire breath was good for me. pretty soon the dragon was laying on the floor looking defeated. I waddled over as best as I could and gently patted it on the head. (there there) I cooed ( you can't always know you're up against a fireproof opponent.) I turned and started waddling back to Sam when I heard a feminine voice. " How could that lizard eat your fire Clementine!" I turned my head slightly looking at a shorter girl with pig tails. She wore what looked like a leather training uniform used by horse riders. The only exception was that she wore grieves and gloves covered in what looked to be dragon scales.

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Sam walked over. " That's my familiar for you." She stepped in front of me in a posture of superiority. " And you can't even claim it was bullying Megan. Your dragon started it!" Sam folded her arms. The girl who was apparently called megan started to get mad. Her cheeks puffed out a little. "That d.a.m.ned lizard looked at her wrong! You know my clementine hates being looked at by people other than me!" I nearly sat there looking at the dragon laying on the ground. It was then I got a really good look at it. She was a deep red with gold horns. her eyes had a rainbow hue to them. Her chest plating was black and her tail was barbed. She looked just like a cla.s.sic English-style dragon.

I put all my legs down and slowly waddled over. Over the past couple days I've been practicing walking with all my legs so I don't look wierd. I approached her from the front and gave a little puff of smoke trying to play a little. She just huffed at me with her head on the ground obviously dispirited. " That salamander has six legs...." I turned to look at who spoke. It was one of the boys from dinner the other night. One of Sam's brothers. he looked younger than her by a few years. He must have been six or seven. He had silver hair with a black streak at the front and his clothes looked as though he had just walked out of the Victorian era. Beside him was a big orange boar that had flames instead of hair and two large tusks with smoke coming out of them. ( Why is my luck so good that I got to see two other flame monsters today) I thought.