Perfect Situation

[emily]

What's the deal with my brain?
Why am I so obviously insane?
In a perfect situation
I let love down the drain

The Dragon Queen stepped carefully through the forest, always aware of her surroundings and of the creatures that stalked the forest. She pulled at the light jacket that she had pulled on to look normal in the streets of the English town, but was getting just plain annoying, and felt it took her even farther away from her dragon form.

Emily hadn't been free for long, only about eight months, but she had done much. She had killed many a Valkyrie, and also many of their offspring, some with only just a drop of their blood running in their veins. She was like a curse that crossed many generations within days. It was the legendary warriors' faults for locking her up.

With a morbid smile, she thought the hell that she had put them through before she had given them sweet release, but her line of thought was quickly interrupted by a snap of a twig off to her right.

"Hello? Who is there?" Emily asked aloud. She knew that they weren't human, but location and smell, but she didn't like the sneaking around.