[ The video flicks on to a young woman sitting in one of the empty classrooms. The room she has claimed looks to be fairly cleaned out, but not entirely still. It's a work in progress. She's sitting on the floor, looking off past the camera at something else. There can be heard sounds of clicking and hissing beyond the cameras and loud scuffling sounds.

Finally, she looks back to the camera, lilac eyes smiling slightly as she looks proud. ]

Before I say anything, I would like to extend my gratitude to all who assisted me in reaching this safe haven. I do not think I, or my dragons, would have survived alone, and I am in debt to those who protected us. I will not forget my friends, and should there come a time when I can assist you I would hope you remember me.

For anyone I have yet to meet, I am Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, Queen of the Seven kingdoms, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, and Mother of Dragons. [ She pauses, hesitating over this next part. ] Someone explained to me that sometimes people come to this place, and when they leave and later return they do not remember their time here. If you knew me before [ this seems strange and unreal to admit ] then I apologize now for having forgotten you. I do not do so by my own will. [ Which makes her prickle slightly with anger. ] It is my hope that I can know you again, as allies and friends seem to be a great commodity here.

None of this is the real reason why I come to everyone today. [ She turns her camera around to show the source of the continues hissing and clicking and scuffling. Three dragons can be seen in an entangled mass. Sometimes separating and flying as high as they can before diving back into each other. They're fighting with each other. Not really fighting, though. More like sparring. Testing themselves out against each other without striking truly to hurt the other. ] They are the reason I come to you today.

I have been to the place where food is kept on this campus, but all I have found is... [ She holds up a can now as the camera is turned back to her, showing the creamed corn. ] Corn mixed into some kind of syrup? [ What have you people done to corn? ] I am willing to eat the same rations that we are all being made to eat, if this is truly what our supply is. But my dragons cannot eat this food. This will not sustain them and they will grow weak too quickly if they try.

I require meat. It does not have to be prepared, the dragons can char their own meat, but I am not a hunter. Were I hunter, still, I do not think I could bring down one of those large snakes alone and I do not wish to test my dragons against the snakes. [ They are vicious and good against humans, but they are three dragons only twice the size of a house cat each and the snakes can sometimes get to be fifty feet in length... ]

Is there any meat to be found? Or smaller game my dragons can hunt themselves? This is of utmost importance to me.