A caravan on a valley road

You exited the cavern explored the area. Soon, you found a road sprawling from the hills and leading into the human city.

You heard some voices, and looked downward. A caravan was passing right under you, a group of guards surrounding each flank of the wagon.

You looked at your sad little wings. You can't fly.

You remembered your virginal fall from your mother's cave. You _did _have tough scales. Looking down, you gulped and shivered.

Growl.

But you had to obey your stomach.