Rosey's mind raced with thoughts of the worst-case scenario, making it difficult to maintain eye contact with the mysterious creature before her.
If not for the fear and terror clouding her mind, she would have been gazing at the creature in front of her with marvel.
Its majestic lush, gold features appear both powerful and soft. Its mighty head is full of thick, cascading locks of mane that frame its face, while it peers at her with piercing, fiery eyes.
As the creature moved its front paw in her direction, it let out a huff that was accompanied by smoke from its nostrils.
Rosey felt her heartbeat increase, and with how hard it was beating ahe found it hard to draw in my next breath as her chest contracted.
Rosey slowly wriggled her right leg from the bed and slowly made it stick out of the bed frame and slowly touch down on the soft material lacing the floor all the while with her eyes still strained on the creature.
