Autumn

"I am truly sorry..." an unfamiliar voice resonates. "Huh? Who..?" "Don't fret, there was merely a small mistake, a missed chance to realize certain things." Autumn stands confused, still unknowing of where this voice was coming from. The voice continues, "You see, you weren't given much of a purpose here, sold by the one who bred you, and given nothing else but this shallow little home." "Yes..." "And you may be replaced." Autumn sits down and accepts what has been said. She knew this was coming, for none of the other dragons had bothered to bond with her all this time. "Fortunately for you, you are not being sent out to die like all the others. You will simply rest for however long is needed." "Hibernation?" "Yes." "Then goodnight, I suppose."