PLAF: the rabbit and the pheasant were stunned:

"Maryse you have to kill them and eat them"

KEEEEWWW KWEAK SKWEEEK!

I'M TELLING YOU, YOU'RE GOING TO DO IT!

Lucy: "But, that's disgusting, barbaric!"

"No mom, it's nature! She has to absorb life as well as eat. It's necessary! Otherwise she' ll wither away. For a dragon there is not only the stomach. We are MAGICAL creatures. Whether she likes it or not, it is magic that saved her, not science."

Lucie: "Cheer up little one, you'll make it!"

KEEEEWWWW(yuck)

SKWEEEK (Gross)

Kweaaaak (Noooo)

I pinched her nose and wedged her neck, she having no strength, it is easy for me!

She had to open her mouth and I pushed the rabbit into it and closed her mouth on it, the teeth tearing the rabbit that was twitching in the jaw. I took a rope and tied the closed jaw so it wouldn't spit him out!

Ric and Rom were crying with laughter and rolling on the floor at the sight. It was like: "and we open the mouth for mom and the spoon is a plane that goes in the mouth and we wipe the mouth with a bib".

Me: "ah finally the rabbit is passed!, I see the ball passing in the neck! I swear, Maryse, if you vomit it, I will make you eat it again!"

Maryse was crying.

KEEEEWWWW

Me : "Shut up nobody understands what you're saying!"

SKWEEEEK

"Yes yes, you're right!"

SWALLOW!

"Well it's over!

So the taste of blood...??"

........

It's good, eh????

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"Don't you dare say yes, right?"

"Well, surprise, I got another rabbit, a bigger one. He was mean and he beat his bunny!"

Joe, and Kris: ARF they spat with laughter!

The zoologist was also bent over.

The second rabbit went by itself but I had to help her kill it.

Then it was the pheasant's turn.

This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience.

Now you can eat your dessert to get rid of the taste!

Do you feel better?

Marise: KWik (yes, you were right).

"You see, Mom, she is getting stronger. Tomorrow, I'm going hunting again and then we'll teach her to swim in the pool. I learned in my cave, there was a little shallow underground lake. And mom blew a little on it and the water was soon good."

The next day our friends left and I continued to train Mary.

She started to walk on high and more by rubbing her belly on the ground. Her tail was used as a balance.

Me: "Your tail is super important. You have to make one with it, because it allows you to swim, glide through swamps and fly. It's also used to hit hard and in extreme cases sting to kill."

She dove into the pool and I felt like I had a dog swimming.

I also dove in and showed her the crocodile dance, how to waddle in the water.

By the end of the week she was more or less a land dragon. The wild diet paid off.

The zoologist found my system edifying and spoke of proto-culture. A connection between the animal and human world. He asked me several questions and was surprised by my answer.

Why kill as a dragon and live as a human with a human body?

It is the necessary energy, the vital force, useless for the man who is almost a scavenger with all the dirt he eats and for the dragon, it is the life in the nature which is important, because we are the nature! The aborigines and the ancient humans still knew this.

The zoologist discovered that our way of life was not an automatic instinct but the result of a sophisticated culture that goes back to the dawn of time. A path to be explored to explain cave paintings and everything that was lost before writing.

A month later, Maryse had reached her height for her age and the daily exercises of strengthening her wings would perhaps pay off.

Me: "Maryse, we're going to the mountain lake on foot, I have a tent with me and we'll hunt and stay there for a few days."

Tourists and curious people and also fans accompanied us.

Then a tourist said to me, "Why do you know how to talk to us and she doesn't?"

"She will speak again, her larynx is different and so is her skull. So we have our own language, universal among all dragons."

Then, another one says to me: "do you mind walking naked in the middle of the road?"

I blush at the thought.

"YES, but you see me in my panties? THE shame or the ridicule?"

the tourist: yes, it is true seen like that. A crocodile with a shirt would look more stupid than one without.

Me: "We have our scales as clothes on our skin. You, you, have only the skin."

Zoologist: "absolutely and it is a big difference between the animal world and you: you are aware of yourself. This question of being naked or not is fundamental.

The fact of having answered it confirms that you are not animals but beings endowed with thought."

Zoologist, keeping the rhythm of walking to reach the lake:

"What is difficult to understand is the evolution of your race in relation to man. According to our information, you would be a new race but your culture and evolution tell us the opposite. It is edifying but difficult to answer."

Me :" I will help you since you are nice : Imagine 2 different worlds, one without dragons, the other without men. Both species are intelligent. They will develop under the phenomenon of convergence. Then a phenomenon occurs and men and dragons mix.

It is the clash as for the ancient species of hominids."

So according to Chardon, the zoologist, the two worlds would have come into contact, but how?

Me: "some dragons could travel in space and dimensions. and a couple arrived on earth centuries ago. and men would have taken the passage created by the dragons in reverse.

Ah, here we are!"

Maryse stood on a rock overlooking the mountain lake, and opened her wings wide.

Me:" Let the wind take in and then jump into the water."

After several repeated splashes, she managed to glide a few meters.

HOURRA I cried!

Then: program for a month of flight over the lake. In case of fall, splash!

A month passed and Maryse started to speak normally again and was flying. Not really well but flying.

Maryse had to practice catching targets on poles and then flying low. Our school year is in jeopardy and the weather is getting cold!

Now I have to apply the dragon's main weapon: the breath.

First it was mist, then frost and so on until a blast of cold burning and freezing the prey.

Maryse was now bringing home frozen meat.

Christmas came and Maryse was crying so much for not being able to go in that we tried one last time and miraculously she could be human again but in half, with her tail and her horns and wings out. But it was already a huge progress.

She was able to hug her mom, dive into her room and devour the chocos and snacks in the pantry, not to mention the showers, baths, creams and beauty treatments and the meals made by mom and not by CRO-MAGNON

Lucie was happy and loved me twice as much.

It was terrible to spend our weekends studying instead of "dragging" in the mountains to try to save our school year. But with our dragon intelligence, we barely managed to do so, especially since it was soon our rhetto, the year of the French Baccalaureate, and especially our trip to the end of high school, and then it was time for graduate studies. Our year was a pivot for our school orientation.

The zoologist-journalist had amassed a treasure trove of documentaries, films and interviews as well as some great cinematics.

When the report was edited we had a very informative documentary on dragons, their way of life, knowledge transmission and education. I showed mostly what my mom had taught me and stayed within the framework of the dragon and not the geeky internet dragon.

My friends in the Chaos Army taught me about computers and as if it was déjà vu, my progress was meteoric and of course, all the hacking techniques and the one we didn't even try were encoded by Octahedron, my crystal assistant.

Octahedron, created a kind of internet magic that allows you to jump through logical doors by creating a virtual golem. For example a terminal will ask for a password. With the current encryption keys, it is almost impossible to know the password and the system remains locked.

The magic is to look at what the terminal compares the input to and it gives us the password. It SCREAMS EVERYTHING! And best of all, it leaves no trace.

It's monstrous.

I haven't told the buddies yet but I'll let them in on a surprise when they challenge me.

We decided to put our plans into action and to do our first hacking mission of highway cameras, without consequences if we screw up.