[COLOR="Blue"]"There might be something over there." she says, pointing to a shelf on the upper level "But it's unlikely. Dragons don't often make books after all." Smoothie says to the dragon.
"Likely because we burn things when we sneeze. Thank you."
He looked where she pointed, making a quick leap and single wing flap to get him up and over the railing above. He landed lightly, almost catlike in grace, as he began to peruse the available titles and books.