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Matt had a distant look on his face as he lent against a wall of the building while day dreaming to himself. He was once again lost in his own world, his idea of dragons before he had learnt of the Rehabilitation centre was something that represented the legends, fire breathing monsters that knights in shining Armour ventured after on their trusted steeds. He usually dreamt about anything, from being a superhero to a spy. Now that his dreams were a reality, he now never had to dream about dragons as now he could experience their breath and their voices for real.

His eyes were disturbed from his dream while he spotted a young female, most commonly known as a 'Princess'. Her scales were a dreamy blue, like the colour of the sky on a sunny day. Although Matt had been here for a few months now, he still wasn't used to the idea that he was able to spend his time around these mystical creatures. Although now they didn't seem that mystical to him anymore, the elegance of their shape and the grace of their movement always caught Matt's attention.

As the female wandered past him, he quickly realised that he had other things to do but he had been wasting his time while dreaming away. His first instinct was to try and find Harmony, and ask her what he should be doing now. Although he was wary of doing this. What if she was busy? He pondered the thought of this before deciding against it, maybe he should show some initiative and find something to do by himself.