We were now 4 weeks old and we have grown a lot,
My armor is too small and my scales are stronger than the breastplate. I discovered this when one of my spikes went through the metal.
There must be a problem with the quality of the metal. We're not flying tanks.
I can start talking to Ruby and she's terrified. Like paralyzed with fear. Instead of provoking a sense of revolt and anger to become stronger, she sinks into despair and stress.
I seriously think we're all going to die at this rate. Mom beaten, Ruby from ulcers and me shattered somewhere on a cave wall . At least a violent death.
I showed Mom the way out, we wanted to hunt.
We collapsed in a screaming, unplanned fit of anger:
"AND MY SNACK IS FOR WHEN?"
He charged at mom who was at the edge of the cave entrance and she jumped into the void, father's horns grazing her enough to make a mark, a blow.
Then he looked at us.
Ruby defecated in fear, which caused her to stumble toward the gaping hole in the cave overlooking a ravine nearly 300 meters high.
"Learn to FLY! I learned like that too. My parents threw me into the void like that and I didn't wait for them to do it, I launched myself into the void with my wings spread and tried to glide so as not to fall."
I managed not to kill myself but Ruby fell
Mommy, ra-catched her but cracked a wing.
With a crazy guy like that it's a sure death.
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I was crying for my little sister.
She was crying in pain and Mom didn't know what to do and I could see her ready to finish Ruby off.
"NO", I protested!
"MOM, I'm out of here! You can come with us or without us, but I'm going with Ruby and I'll take care of her!"
Mom cried and followed us down the valley. She knew he would find us and beat us like a sadist.
We could hear Father's beastly growls from below and he was doing demonic magic, I was sure of it and we were probably his sacrifices.
I found some birch branches and had my sword and dagger as always and cut some vines.
Then I asked mom to hold Ruby and pull her wings to get her bone back in place. Luckily it's not broken but dislocated. so I fixed 2 antlers attached with vines and made a kind of splint to relieve her wing when she walked.
she had at least 3-4 days to recover.
Mommy, Mommy, do you know any plants to make it hurt less?
She showed me some of the plants she was chewing on, but instead I took the plants and crushed them with a stone and managed to form a paste and smeared the joints with the arnica.
Then I took some clay and made a clay bandage on the wing at the level of the antlers so that it would not move.
But I had to make a fire or cook the clay to harden it.
"Mom, fire !" and she heated the clay with her breath which made Ruby scream in pain but a red dragon had to be fire resistant.
A fire was built at the base of the cliff in a hole in the rock and Ruby took refuge there, warm.
Mom rolled a big rock so Ruby would be hidden from predators and especially from Dad.
To go faster, I climbed on mom's back and the scenery was beautiful. Finally something positive in this hell.
Mom put me down and said: fishing!And she went to hunt something in the valley but the prey, the big ones were scarce, because father was a glutton and typical of a red dragon, he depletes the resources until everything dies and withers and often ... [https://img.wattpad.com/e78e8869c4ecc8c602dbb11087aedcb684e41321/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f4455794562784a654c464f5731673d3d2d313038373035303133342e313638396139613532636566376232633537343337333738313830382e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
Mom put me down and said: "fishing!"
And she went to hunt something in the valley but the prey, the big ones were scarce, because father was a glutton and typical of a red dragon, he depletes the resources until everything dies and withers and often replaced by black or shadow dragons that finish dying what can still die.
I rushed into the lake and started to swim, at first like a human, but I was wading and I soon realized that using my tail would help me go much faster.
I was swimming exactly like an alligator. In fact, we were the same size. It was by seeing the animals that I could compare our sizes.
Dad was the size of a two-story house.
Mom was one and a half stories tall
Me and Ruby, each one a big crocodile. 5m-6m?
Ah there was fish and it was fast. I couldn't catch them and I tried different techniques and it didn't work.
So I hit the surface with my tail in a rage, creating a shock wave and this caused several fish to rise to the surface, disoriented.
I didn't wait for them to say hello, I picked up some of them and I didn't forget my father's rule: 50%.
I also did Ruby's share and then mother came back with some game between her talons and went to give her share to Father.