it’s a calm evening at Zinnia’s clinic. Her front desk is checking people in. There’s the sounds of pets all around. This land is a Draconic realm. Most residents were either full dragons, or anthro dragons. In walks your dragon owner, carrying you in a travel crate. You hear the animals all around but can’t really see.

they bring you in and you hear the tap of claws on tile. And in walks the vet. A tall, green, fluffy anthro dragon girl with bright eyes, warm smile and a cute vet coat on