The dragon tried to pull the bars of the cage back, with no such luck. The bars were platinum, the dragons' weakness. She had received a cell phone that only gets calls, doesn't make them. The dragon screamed, shooting flames out of her mouth in the process. Whoever put her in a platinum cage had a death wish. She flapped her wings in frustration. Her bright оранжевый mane hung in her face. Her bright red eyes glowed in anger. The cell phone rang. She quickly dropped from the вверх bars of the cage and swiped up the phone. She hit the 'recieve' button and held it to her ear. "Hello?"
"Chasidy....
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