one of the drifting sailors before the waves swept the meal away. Imagining the raging waters to be wind, the dragon dived as if he were in typical flight. Below, the currents weren’t so forceful. After what seemed like an entire day, Gaar at last emerged on the beach. He skulked out of the thrashing tide like a drenched cat, with a hole in one wing and eyes stinging from brine. After a brief rest, the dragon carried his meager fodder into the cave. Gaar brightened as joyful youngsters greeted him. Since the death of his mate, he had to raise their second brood alone. It would be quite some time before he could fly. They would be settling for small, coastline prey. Unpleasant for majestic dragons, perhaps, but not dire. The young were nearly ready to hunt for themselves. As he settled and watched their progeny, Gaar knew his mate would be pleased.
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