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"Lovely." he said, his frill flaring and his head slowly nodding in satisfaction. "I'm next," said a chilling voice from behind her, as a shadow was cast over her, one of a very large dragon. He was a deep gray-violet with a mane of ivory, and with quills and sharp-ended scales covering his body like armour, with large, tattered wings that hung low behind him. His eyes were a sharp ice-blue that seemed to eerily glow.
Fear watched out of slight amusement.
She spun around in surprise, dropping to the floor in obedience. Grabbing her rock she crawled towards him and took one of his feet in his wings. This dragons foot was even dirtier then the last one and she struggled to get it clean and sharp, the process taking quite a bit longer then the last dragon. Her teeth were stained black with dirt by the time she had finished one foot, and she was trembling with exhaustion. She reached wearily for another foot, dragging her tongue over the claws to get the dirt off before setting to work with the rock. Once his claws were good and sharp she stepped back, not meeting his eyes, and bowed down to him as a sigh of submission.