The Dragon feasted on several deer before it was done, and then, exhausted from the effort, it curled back up in the cave it had found. In its mind, it felt the little fleshy human mind curled up like a cat. The Dragon knew what had happened, and it was slowly exuding more control over its body. The child though, she could find reason, she could be affected. The dragon didnt want that.
"I must drive the child out, I must get those vials back..." The dragon mumbled to itself. "Or use my magics to change myself.." The dragon didnt like such an idea...it would mean going back to an egg...to being a child itself, but at least then she could start fresh and with no humanity to burden her...