Desi, the grumpy dragon. Many moons ago, which is rather a long time, lived the grumpiest dragon with the busiest mind. Desi could not rest, not even in her dreams, her head whirred and burred like a washing machine. The other dragons roared and called out, Desi, come and play, but Desi rolled her eyes and said I wish you'd all just go away. They shrugged and carried on with their fire-breathing game, their stomping sounded like a beast trapped in Desi's brain. She said shush, shush, shush, I need you to be quiet, shush, shush, shush, stop making such a riot. She put her wings over her ears and her claws over her eyes, but there's no hiding place for dragons, not even in the sky. Desi tried to nap underneath a shady palm, but the noisy dragons woke her, they'd set off the fire alarm. The world's too loud, the sun's too bright, Desi cried in tears, I can still hear all your noise with pinecones in my ears. Cheer up, Desi, said Spike the dragon, let's race up to the stars. No, snuck Desi, I'd rather fly alone to Mars. The other dragons puffed and laughed, they couldn't understand why Desi was the grumpiest dragon in the land. They didn't know her worries were like giants in a hurry, that she had more fears than chillies in a hot volcano curry. Desi hid beneath her tail with a thousand shiny spikes, but even on her own her thoughts raced loud as motorbikes. Shush, shush, she said to her own brain, I need you to be quiet, shush, shush, you're driving me insane, stop making such a riot. Desi looked out from under her tail and watched her friends at play. With just one backwards glance she stood up and slunk away. That's it, she said, and packed her bags to head up to the moon. Far from Earth my thoughts can float away just like balloons. She was crouching to take flight when a voice cooed from a tree. A wise old owl said, Desi, hang about, listen to me. I used to be like you, my dear, Earth gave me such a fright, each day felt like a battle with another ghastly night. But Desi, you can train your mind to be sharp as any sword, you're a dragon, puff those thoughts out where they should be stored, close your eyes and be quite still, like a statue, yes, that's right, but let your wings hang loose, don't curl up your claws so tight, breathe in very slowly, fill your body up with air, your belly will get bigger like a big balloon is there, let out a long and steady breath, a grumpy dragon sigh, and let your thoughts puff out as you wave each one goodbye, puff, puff, puff, puff. You can meet them one by one when the time is right, but you need to put them in their place so each day is not a fight, puff, puff, puff, puff, now, wiggle every claw and stretch up to the ceiling, feel a tingle from your tail to head, oh, what a lovely feeling, if your thoughts come at you like you're caught up in a gale, imagine them as bubbles, pop them with your spiky tail, rub your claws together, place your palms over your eyes, this can help your head to feel calm as cloudless skies, sometimes you need to stomp about so you can let your feelings out, and for giant beasts you can't ignore, it's true, sometimes you need to roar, but when storm clouds come in company, there is another way to be, puff, puff, puff, puff, one, two, three, puff, puff, puff, puff, when your mind's a busy bee, puff, puff, puff, puff, you can set it free. When Desi saw her dragon friends, they all looked quite alarmed, Spike said, you look like grumpy Des, but you can't be, you're so calm, Desi laughed, it's still the same old me, but I've learned a trick or two, I have super bower breath for when I'm in a grumpy stew, that's good, said Spike, because tonight is our moonlit dragon rave, every giant's coming, every troll from every cave, we'll shoot fireworks from our nose and bang big rocks on our drums, oh, it's gonna be such fun, Desi, please say that you'll come, puff, puff, puff, puff, one, two, three, puff, puff, puff, puff, sounds great, she said.