Sleeping Dragon Trials by Fire

She had Found herself in an unfamiliar, and mildly hellish, environment. Curiosity had always been her downfall- she had once gotten a jar stuck on her muzzle for three days. But she was beginning to realize that she may be a bit over her head. Thick, mineral rich mud sputtered and splattered, puffs of steam rising with each popped bubble. The earth rumbled under her paws, causing her hackles to raise, instinct urging her to run. But she was here on a mission. A Bright yellow Stone with healing properties. She moved forward, keeping her head low to avoid the noxious haze, heading closer to the yawning maw of the dragon.