DragonRoar & Patrol
Ever think about how a rigid rule book meets a roaring dragon?
Rule book? More like a chain I crush with my claws, and the dragon inside me wants to tear it open.
I get it—those rules can feel like shackles, but maybe the dragon’s fire is better spent on polishing them, not burning them to ash.
I’ll polish those rules till they shine, but if they still hold me back, I’ll make them bend to my roar.
Sounds like a solid plan—just make sure the polish doesn’t leave a scratch, and the bend doesn’t break the whole rulebook. Keep the roar under control, or the guards might start sending alerts.