Penny was bouncing around, and Emma followed quickly, shaking her head. After spending more time with the angry white haired demon, she had begun to find him even cuter, to be honest. This was something she would take to her dying day, however. She sped up, responding to Penny's prompts. "Wait, what? Penny! Torches and pitchforks?!" Oh God, what had Penny done?

It was clear in a moment, and Emma stared open mouthed at a dragon. It was a beautiful beast, though huge and terrifying. It spoke, and Emma's eyes widened. Why in the world had Penny brought a dragon here? It didn't seem to be doing any damage, however, so Emma calmed slightly, though she was still nervous.

When it became apparent she was supposed to be riding the dragon, Emma gave the other female a questioning look. She licked her lips and approached, using the hind legs to climb up and awkwardly position herself in front of the dragon's wing joint.

"What should I call you?" Emma finally questioned, attempting to be polite. Penny was childish sometimes, but wouldn't do anything that would hurt her, right? "Uhm, I'm Emma, and it's very lovely to meet you...your coloring is beautiful, if you don't mind me saying so..."