The colored something jumped from his nose to his chest, and sat on his red and white neck napkin. I am now. But I don't want to be. Sometimes being polite took a little more effort, like when his nap was spoiled. That caused the creature to fall to the ground.
Dragons are large.
Awfully large as a matter of fact. There are very few left, if any at all. I am fully grown. I am a miniature dragon. Miniature dragons do not breathe fire.