Tracking a Dragon. # Reiko lived an ocean. A small island was not too far near away. "What is it like there?" Reiko asked. "Stay away," brother said. He lowered his voice. "A her dragon lives there." He trying her. But Reiko only laughed. One was to scare day, she rowed a boat to the island. She began to walk around. There's nothing here, she thought. Then she saw them. Tracks in the sand! For a moment, Reiko was frightened. Then she thought, Dragons don't have toes. Reiko began to follow the tracks. She followed them to a tree. An empty paper bag lay at the foot of the tree. Dragons don't carry bags, Reiko thought. Reiko saw that the tracks turned to the left. They led to a little valley. She stepped on something, and it cracked. A broken pencil lay under her foot. She thought, Dragons don't write. Then she saw it. A tent with a light inside! She sneaked up and looked in. "Some dragon!" Reiko cried. "You've found my secret place," her brother said. "Mine, too?" Her brother smiled and nodded his head.