Amy looked through the box of vials, hoping to find something that could help her. Being a dragon was fun, and she certainly felt good. But it did have its drawbacks.
For one thing, she was alone. After Mara became her child, she flew back to her farm so she could see her family. She was met with shock and fear. Before she regressed her to an egg, Mara could understand Amy because they were both the same animal. But to a human like her mother and brother Amy's words sounded like nothing more than the grunts and growls of an angry beast. She tried to communicate by drawing, but her family gave her no time. Her brother fired a rifle at her, while her Mom called the authorities. The rifle did not hurt - it could not pierce her thick hide - but she felt wounded nonetheless. She was just a monster to them. She flew away in sadness, and returned to her new hidden home in the wilderness.
Another problem was her constant hunger. Apparently, dragons required a lot of nourishment. Being with child probably made it even worse. She spent most of her time looking for food. At first she tried hunting, but she found it was difficult to sneak up on animals in a large noisy body. She eventually resorted to snatching cattle from the nearby farms. She was used to eating prepared meals, so at first she was repulsed by the thought of killing a live animal. But eventually her ravenous hunger won out, and she quickly killed the cow, as painlessly as she could.
At first she roasted the animals with her flames before eating them. But over time, she found the raw flesh to be more tasty. Occasionally, she would feel a little disgusted by her behavior. But she had to eat, and the food did taste good.
Her ravenous hunger seemed insatiable, and she found herself eating more and more cattle. Eventually the ranchers began to stand guard, attacking her when she approached. She started hunting at night, but the ranchers responded by setting traps.
She knew it would be easier if she wasn't alone. But Mara just wouldn't come out. She stubbornly stayed incubating in her womb, demanding more food. Amy didn't know how long it took a dragon to lay an egg, but she had enough. It was time for Mara to be born. She looked through the vials, hoping to find something that would help speed up the process.