Kalysto waved a hand at Desiree, grinning. “Oh relax. She’s just a black drake. Er, Black dragonflight… they’re grouchy horrid creatures, but not all of them are inherrently evil. You’ll see. She’s all growl and not much else.”
He moved over to her, putting a hand on her shoulder. “If she gets too bad, we can always send her back?”