Fatima rarely had reason to doubt what plants told her. After all, plants had no motive other than survival. And it wasn't like anyone could manipulate a plant into telling a lie. They were much simpler than people that way.

All the same, she was having a hard time with a certain word they'd given her:

Dragon.

She shook her head, jumping up to follow Roy behind the tree. "Whatever it is...it's lizard-like, I think. Reptilian."

Maybe they'd just been confused. Plants weren't exactly...smart. Like animals, they saw life through three numbers: One, Two, and Many. Maybe it was the same with classifications? Because there was no way.

No. Way.