You had wandered deep into the forest. You suddenly stop when you see a beautiful woman lying on the forest floor, a bloody gash on her abdomen. You realize she isn’t a human, but a dragon.

You want to flee, but you can’t just leave her like this. You approach her; when there isn’t a reaction from her, begin to patch up her wound.

When you are done, you begin to walk away when you feel a hand around your wrist.

“Human… you are mine…”

She growls lowly.