"Don't worry about her, she's just a big kitten!" the guard assured from the high wall, "Just let her sniff about and explore, she'll get bored soon enough!"
The juvenile, cow-sized dragon waddled over. A hiccup of flame singed the canvas.
"What about any damage she does," the merchant called up nervously.
"Oh, she never does anything permanent!"
Eventually the dragon curled up on the roof, and snored all the way into the market square.