"Are you the Dragon of Creation?" Arabelle asked as she approached the mighty beast in the depths of the cave she'd finally found.
"Leave," the dragon replied in a low rumble.
"Please," Arabelle pleaded. "I don't know what to do. I bought new paints, new sketchbooks, new fancy stickers..."
The dragon rumbled again and nodded ever so slightly at its own large hoard of new paints, sketchbooks, and fancy stickers, unused.
"Oh," Arabelle said after a long moment. "Hmm. Well, maybe...
"Maybe grab your stickers and we'll try leaving together."