Webber was out collecting some grass for the group, when suddenly he hears a roar, and some grass not too far away from him catches fire. It was a small fire, not enough to make him panic. The only thing that was making him slowly start to panic was whoever---or whatever made the grass catch fire. So, he looked around, only to find a...LITERAL DRAGON. He was about to scream for his life, but then he realized the dragon wasn't hurting him. And guess what he did? He brought it to the group.

Webber gathered everyone around the fire.

"So, what did you want to show us, Webber?" Wilson asked. Webber cleared his throat.

"Ahem...here be my dragon!" Webber said innocently, and the dragon walked over.