Fairy and dragon fight.

Previously

…As Bartholomew trudged off into the distance, a small, contented sigh escaped him. He had a promise of berries, and more importantly, the promise of a long, uninterrupted nap. He even managed a small, happy snort. The meadow was safe, the berries were promised, and soon, oh so soon, Bartholomew the dragon would finally get his rest. And in his dreams, he imagined mountains of Sunstone Berries, glistening and ripe, just waiting for him.