Chapter 14

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I propped my paws up on the counter where Nina was working on something after the Terrors let me in hesitantly. I sniffed curiously.

"Tiger, if you get any closer, you'll singe your whiskers off," Nina laughed, wobbling a hand on my head. I snorted when a flame darted from a candle I'd misjudged the distance to and kissed my nose.

Then it occurred to me: she was speaking like a dragon, a language that was similar to mine. I had to get to the bottom of this! "Nina?" I asked.

"Yes?" she replied.

"How do you know Dragon?" I asked. She set the pencil down that she had been working with.

"I learned from Herby, who I taught to speak my mother tongue. He in turn taught me his," she answered.

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