Taylor scrambled to her feet to follow the mountain dragon. The sun was now very low in the sky, almost gone, and the air had grown chill. She rubbed her hands down her arms in an attempt to warm her goose-bumpy skin.

"Don't stop! Over here! This way!" The mountain dragon bounced up and down in the air like an angry tennis ball.

Taylor looked over to the side of the field where the mountain dragon was now flying in a zig-zag path towards a little wooden cottage that ...