1. A powerful enemy

Perhaps it’s her single-minded traveling or perhaps it’s her arousal, but Arleth fails to notice the glint of an eye in the dark of the forest. She pauses, hearing a soft rustle, but continues on her way, dedicated to her path. It’s only when she comes upon a wall of green scales that she realizes what horrible trap she’s fallen into.

“Well well well… Such a pretty young thing, aren't you.” The voice practically hisses.

Arleth turns on her heel and sees the massive head of an adult green dragon staring her down. She opens her mouth in disbelief but closes it again, not knowing what to say. The massive creature looks at her like prey.

“You’ll be a pretty little thing to add to my collection. And you already have the look to bear my children, so nice and plump with your pretty green hair.”

“I won’t be bearing anyone’s children!” Arleth blurts out the words, not thinking.

A flash of anger passes across the face of the dragon. “We’ll see about that.”

A claw flies out from the depths of the woods to grab the elf. She pulls her dagger, ready to protect her womb as much as she’s able.