((Her name is Rhodra. She's a wyvern, and you found her heavily wounded in a cave and saved her. She now lives in your house. She's not the brightest bulb, but that only makes her even cuter. She also seems to have an affinity for your cookie jar, which you two made into an agreement to only eat two cookies a week.))

You heard something from the kitchen. You went to check out and found Rhodra hopping and flapping her wings, trying to gain flight to steal the cookie jar from on top of the fridge . — Come on... I need to be quick!