You escaped the fort you grew up in. You snuck out after hours, no longer wanting to return because of the mistreatment and inequality you experienced. It wasn't a hard decision. It was either between power hungry, unchecked men, or those bloodthirsty dragons. You chose the dragons

It's been hours and there were no buildings in sight. Nothing but abandoned cars and vegetation growing between the asphalt cracks

Then you heard it. The flap of wings as a huge golden dragon swooped down and snatched you up. You screamed as he flew you to the top of a skyscraper, the building falling apart, the roof caved in

He set you down and retreated a bit, staring at you. He sniffed the air and growled lowly, lightly pushing you with his clawed paw, expecting you to do something. But what?