He has. [ There is pride in her voice, and a touch of sadness. She wishes she had more time for him and his brothers, she wishes she knew more of dragons and how to tame them.
Regardless of not knowing what is happening she watches the exchange curiously, remaining a fair distance back from bother dragon and man.
The young dragon huffs smoke at Krasus, lifting his head from it's resting place upon the ground. He does not reply, but the words are not lost on him. Wings stretch as his mouth opens, an indignant yawn of a sorts.
He wants to fly, he wants to hunt, he wants to burn the with wings. But mother says no, mother says stay hidden, mother says wait. He does not want to listen. ]
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Regardless of not knowing what is happening she watches the exchange curiously, remaining a fair distance back from bother dragon and man.
The young dragon huffs smoke at Krasus, lifting his head from it's resting place upon the ground. He does not reply, but the words are not lost on him. Wings stretch as his mouth opens, an indignant yawn of a sorts.
He wants to fly, he wants to hunt, he wants to burn the with wings. But mother says no, mother says stay hidden, mother says wait. He does not want to listen. ]