A Call From The Death!
It's astonishing, truly. I've never even fallen in love, and here I am, suddenly enthralled by the notion of raising cubs. It's as though I leapt over the entire experience of romantic love and dived headfirst into parenthood. The very thought of nurturing these creatures was something beyond my wildest imaginations previously.
The formidable gaze of the evil dragon, Lance, settled on the little dragon hatchling at his feet. He pondered a future where, after centuries, perhaps even a millennium, this tiny creature might one day look up and affectionately call him "Dad." His thoughts were interrupted by a plaintive plea from the hatchling, "Could you perhaps refrain from hitting me so hard on the head? I've heard from humans that too harsh a treatment in youth can dull a child's wits."