“Calisa glanced at Steve, who was still sunbathing on his rock. He flicked out his tongue, unperturbed. A lick of flame unfurled from the tip of his tongue and then fizzled in the air. He then looked at her expectantly. She stared at him. "Um... congratulations?" Pleased, he closed his eyes and began to snore. Did her lizard really just breathe fire?”
Book:The Faraway Inn