For this one: You must push a dragon into becoming murderous.
ROAR (any gender, mid teens through late life)
Why did you not come to our defense? You owe the other dragons no loyalty. The humans raised you. Why did you not get between the royal army and the dragons. Your scales could have withstood the fire. You could have blown fire back. The dragons were smaller than you. They were mere babes-
And here we are. We have returned to our kingdom without an army. Hear me and hear me well: If you care for me... if you care for the people of this kingdom... we need YOU to be our defender. If several small dragons can destroy our army, you can destroy the invading armies.
Do you understand?
The days of being sweet... those days are over. We don't need sweet. Not now. Not anymore. And I don't care how you feel about killing: I DON'T CARE! You may as well have killed our army back in the mountains. Now you can save our citizens.
Pick yourself up. Do it.
Let me see a snarl.
Let me see claws.
Let me hear a roar.
Copyright 2016 by Matt Haynes. If you would like to use this piece, please credit: "Courtesy of Matt Haynes and The Pulp Stage"