She had been dozing on the cliffside, her scales camouflaged to the perfect shades and tones of the tough grains beneath her, thinking herself safe from harm's way. After all, the cliffs were part of the Nuxvar Canyon, a region of tan and red rocky terrains where it was a safe place for all animals that could handle the canyon. And it just so happened that Onawa Wylde was the only dragon to reside there - at least, as far as she knew. But it wasn't a safe place. Not for her or any other dragon. She didn't know what had happened - only flashes of her trying to fight off the group that had surrounded her. She assumed that she had been tranquilized in some fashion, but she couldn't quite remember receiving the treatment. When the earth dragon woke next, she found herself amongst a crowd of people. Damn. She had been captured. She had actually been captured by these guys! She growled lowly under her breath, glaring dangerously at all those who passed her. Her snout had strong ropes tied around it so she couldn't bite or snap at anybody. There were other dragons around her, but none so close. A war between dragons and those who wanted them dead or enslaved was currently plaguing the nation and Onawa was just caught in the middle of it. And she knew that the dragons who fought, who were too much trouble for their worth, were killed. It took her a few days to decide, but she finally opted to not fight against the hostiles surrounding her. She hadn't shown her human body to them as she didn't want to be sexually exploited, but being a rather "obedient" dragon had earn her some privileges.