《The Dragon of Dreams》Chapter 6: Bonding with my Clumsy Sister
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I was completely frozen in place.. I came back to the room feeling great after my warm bath but Mother was staring at me.
-Uh oh.. I didn't do anything bad.. right?-
My face had trace worry on it as I didn't want to get scolded
"Haah.." Mother let out a sigh.
I finally started relaxing as her gaze turned away from me.
"Vasilias, please don't do something so reckless again.." Her voice was riddled with concern.
-What did I do that was reckless? Maybe she was worried that I might drown..-
"That water was hot you know, I was worried you'd scald yourself.." She looked back at me with a much warmer gaze this time.
-Oh that's what she was worried about... Wait, that water was hot?- I stood there completely confused as I thought it was just somewhat warm water.. far from what I would consider hot.
Mother stood up and walked up to me, opening her mouth as she bent down towards me.
Fear washed over me as I thought she was going to eat me or something, but she just gently picked me up with her mouth and carried me to where my sister was sleeping.
-I really shouldn't worry about getting eaten.. I guess I haven't really accepted her as my mother yet..- Deep down I still struggled to accept the situation that I was actually a dragon and that I had already died as a human..
I hadn't thought about it yet, but my morals as a human had already been completely overwritten, I was steadily becoming a dragon more and more on both the inside and out.
-I need to accept reality before it keeps me from moving forward.. this isn't a dream and I need to accept that before it causes my family to get hurt..- Burrowing that thought deep into my mind a newfound sense of self surfaced.
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I had come to terms with myself and with reality.. at least more so than before. -I am a dragon now.. the superior race of this world.. the kings.-
This was the start of my transition from the mind and soul of a human to one of a dragon.. little did I know, my soul was already far from human.
After setting me down, Mother called out. "Oh you're awake Krystallo."
Snapping me out of my thoughts I looked over and saw that the tiny white dragon was staring at the mostly eaten buffalo carcass.
-Ah, she must be hungry..- I quickly slid down the slope of gold and motioned her to come with my head.
She followed in suit and started clumsily walking to the edge of the slope and sliding down.
Mother quickly moved her head over to catch Krystallo before she hit the bottom, giving me a little glare in the process. "Vasilias you should help your sister a little more, you're strong enough to carry her right?"
-Huh? Carry? Can't she walk? Also aren't I too small?- While my mind was sorting various thoughts, Mother walked up to me and set down Krystallo on my back.
-Oh she isn't heavy at all.. or maybe I'm just way stronger than I thought-
"Now be a good brother and help her get something to eat" After setting her down on my back mother laid down to watch over us eating.
-I will be the best brother!- Pitching my head up with a huge amount of confidence I brought my sister over to the bison and slid her off my back and onto the ground.
-Hmmm.. now what- Krystallo was sitting next to the uneaten part of the bison and simply looked at it before trying to chomp down on it.
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But she couldn't bite through the hide.. -Ahh.. my time to shine!- I reached up and bit off a chunk of hide and flesh.
Krystallo looked up at me with the 'puppy eyes' look as I set the piece of meat on the ground for her.
When she threw her face down into the piece of meat, I looked up to see mother giving me a proud smile.
A childish smile appeared on my face. -It feels good to make Mother happy..- After zoning out for a moment, I noticed Krystallo had finished her chunk of meat.
She was looking up at me with a pure smile as if to say thanks.
While basking in the happy thoughts, I reached up and bit off another piece of meat for my cute little sister.
After a while of that, she finally finished eating.
After she finished her last bit of meat, she simply plopped down just like after she ate her egg, completely satisfied.
She ate significantly more than her own weight, but it was a far cry from even being close to the amount I ate.. or maybe consumed is a better word.
As I looked at her sleeping, feeling a huge sense of accomplishment, a huge wave of hunger washed over me.
The hunger was so extreme it made my instinct to eat take over and I walked back up to the bison.
There wasn't much left, only about 1/8 of the whole bison left, but after finishing it all I was still ferociously hungry.
"Ahh you're going to have your dragon sleep already?!"
-So I'm going to step out of the newborn stage huh..- A dragon sleep is when a dragon goes into a very long and deep sleep to transition from one stage to another. I was currently going from the newborn stage to the child stage.. at least I thought I was.
As much as I wanted to take my time to think about things, my stomach was dying for food so I couldn't help but speak to mother for the first time, "Mother.. hungry."
Mother looked back at me, completely stunned that I talked, before finally saying, "Right let me go and get you some food before your sleep."
She instantly disappeared from where she was, appearing down the hall and opening the door before dashing into the forest.
I looked back towards the bison that was now simply a pile of bones except for the head.
As my hunger grew, my instinct started to take over. I walked up and grabbed a rib of the bison before chomping down, shattering the bone as if it was nothing.
*CrAcKkK*
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