You found me now and you heard my call

Luke smiled at Osprey. It was apparent to him that she did not wish to discuss herself too much, hurriedly moving the subject from his question to querying him about dragons and damsel in distress. He chuckled softly. "Well," he began, about to oblige her with another tale, "I did once came across a feisty princess locked in mortal combat with a fierce dragon!" His voice took on a dramatic tone as he spoke zealously. "She fought bravely, but the beast was covered in spikes, and he threw himself at her, his spikes stabbing her in many places! She hollered in pain," he paused, dramatically of course. "I thought she was done for, but she charged at him and bit his face clean off! The mighty dragon was slain." Luke started to laugh as his tale drew to a close. "I did help her pull the spikes out, but some damsels in distress just go ahead and save themselves." He grinned broadly, having spun a porcupine into a dragon and an ordinary girl into a princess fighting for her life instead of making a risky dinner choice.