" You do realise,” Daisy said, leaning down and snorting in Wilhelmina’s face, “that I lost my firebreathing-awesomeness because you beach yourself all the time. Mouthfuls of saltwater destroys my fire.” “I didn’t tell you to bite my tail to pull me off the beach,” Wilhelmina said indignantly. “You frightened me. I can’t help it if you gulped in a mouthful of water.” A tiny spout of water rose from her blowhole. "

― Ellen Read , Den of Dragons