Entry #8

Ugh. I have really been lagging recently in terms of doing these journal entries. I mean, I just can't figure out what to write! I have been trying to do one entry every two days, but the last time I wrote in here was two weeks ago! Now that is what you call not meeting the deadline.

I finally arrived at this awesome place that never gets cold, and believe me, it is fabulous not having to spend another stinking winter in the cold north. To make things even better, there must be thousands of butterflies here, beautiful black-and-orange butterflies, that is! I think I know what they are, though, and I am pretty sure that they are called monarch butterflies, and that they travel south every winter. Smart butterflies.

Shortly after I got here, I scented another dragon. Of course, my first reaction was to freak out, as I have heard that dragons around here are very, well, violent. Once I had calmed down enough, I realized that there were actually no other dragons around. That came as a relief, and I soon found out by sniffing around some more I found out that it was a male dragon of my species that had left the scent, and that it was about three or four days old. Well, now I feel kind of stupid for having a panic attack.