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In a deep cave, where for 2.5 years there was not a single sound, except for the howling of the wind, a cracking sound was heard. The dragon, who was guarding the clutch, opened her eyes, because she felt that soon it was time to hatch. Recently, she felt the actions taking place in the nest, and although she could not understand what was happening, she felt that the initially weak little white egg was filled with life and was no longer on the verge of death. This was very good news for the newly-made mother, because the process of breeding dragons is very slow, for 90 thousand years this is her first clutch.

Meanwhile, the large egg continued to crack, its inhabitant zealously tried to get out. Only a few minutes passed, and the initially hard egg, more like a huge solid piece of ice, was already completely in the cracks.

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Finally, recently, I began to control my body like my own, and although the wings still did not listen to me, they no longer twitched by themselves when trying to move other limbs, which cannot be said about the tail. It seems that I was already fully formed, and there was almost no nutrient substance left in the egg, so I started trying to break the shell, successive blows to the same place, and after a few minutes the whole egg was covered with cracks through which I could see ... but I haven't seen a damn thing, it's either night or we're in a cave. But all this is lyrics, the last blow and my paw broke through the shell, without wasting time, I immediately got out, and as I thought, we ended up in a cave, the only lighting was from a dim wide opening, most likely leading to the surface.

Beginning to look around, the first thing I noticed was my sister's egg, she was already fully formed, so most likely she would soon be born, as soon as I turned my head further, I immediately stumbled upon a colossal ice dragon, only by its appearance he awe-inspiring, more than 20 meters high, with large scales, wide wings and a long tail, he looked very impressive.

Well, my mother in my new life is a spectacular woman, ahem ... a dragon. While I was examining her, she was also looking at me, well, let's take the first step in our acquaintance. Under her happy gaze, I began to hobble, because you cannot call it normal walking, in her direction, stumbling at every step, but after a few steps she moved on her own and, before I could understand, pushed me back to the broken shell of my egg.

While I was looking at what she wanted to do, my newly-made mother brought her head closer and grabbed a small piece of the shell with her tongue out, swallowing which she began to look at me. I, realizing what they wanted from me, at first fell into a small stupor, but quickly remembered that in some stories the newly hatched dragon cubs ate the shells of their eggs, they did not indicate why they did it, but the campaign is now to come do me too.

Taking a small piece of the shell in his paw, he examined it again, not daring to swallow it, because despite the fact that from the inside it is covered with a small membrane, it looks like ice from the outside. While I was thinking, do I need this, I felt a small poke from behind, well, there is nothing to do, closing my eyes, threw this piece into my mouth and began to gnaw. Fortunately, my jaws coped well with this work, and after 5 seconds I swallowed the ground mass, but it tasted ... as if it had chewed ice, only it did not scratch in my mouth, nor did it melt.

While I started to eat the rest, I noticed that my mother went to the other end of the cave, of course I was interested to see what was there, however, having decided to finish eating from the beginning, because most likely this would have to be done later, the shell began to crunch again.

Half an hour later.

While I was eating the rest of my egg, I saw that my mother was returning, only in her mouth she had the body of an animal unknown to me. Approaching us, she threw off the carcass, the size of which did not even reach a quarter of the size of the mother's body, but exceeded mine dozens of times, and she began to eat it. Deciding not to interfere, I began to do my own thing, namely the examination and test of my new body, because spiritual vision is good, but eyes are still better.

Well, I look like a small ice statue, even the wings look icy, all joints are covered with large ice plates, the rest of the body, like the limbs, is covered with smaller, but hardly less durable scales. Although I can't see my head, my spiritual instinct will help me. In general, very decent, 4 large horns on the back of my head, turning into growths on my neck, also one large horn was located in my forehead, small fangs and bright blue eyes complemented the picture very well. Well, overall, I liked the look, a smaller copy of my mother, only more armored.

Satisfied with his appearance, he decided to start trying to control the wings and tail. So my ten-day teachings began, during which I managed to run around the part of the cave available to me, test my claws, where a bummer awaited me, because who

I would not want to crush rocks with my bare hands ... ahem, paws, but for now my maximum is to scratch the walls of the cave, while leaving not even millimeter scratches, and the only thing that does not allow me to slide into despondency is that I was only recently born and I will grow. I also began to succeed in deliberately moving the wings and starting to stop the spontaneous wagging of the tail, how happy it made me, because when you are a dragon, albeit in miniature, and your tail wags is a very depressing sight. I also tried the famous dragon breath, of course I did not count on a stream of fire, given my appearance, but the cold breath that I got at the end of the third day suited me.

Well, a small success, but considering that dragons live for millennia in most worlds, if not immortal at all, then I still have everything ahead of me.