" The dragon was above them when Hester stopped climbing and turned to face it. It's neck pulled back and Fina saw the glow of fire in it's chest. Hester's voice was almost snatched away by the wind from its wings. But Fina heard her.
"Here I am!" She called. It was defiance and declaration and joy at once. It didn't matter that the words were barely audible; it didn't matter that the dragon had no language to understand them. It was the call with which Camille Desmoulins had set a revolution on fire and with which Toussaint Louverture had summoned a storm; the call of magic wild and free. Her eyes blazed with it. "Come to me. "

― H.G. Parry , A Radical Act of Free Magic (The Shadow Histories, #2)