“Can I just have a salad?” the young dragon asked his mother.
The mother glanced at the corner where dinner was eaten. “No, there is a perfectly good meal in front of you.”
“But it’s squirming. You know I don’t like things that move when I’m eating them. Besides, it’s looking at me. Creepy.”
“If it’s that big of a deal, I will kill it for you and throw some lettuce on it.”
“No. I don’t want to eat something that once lived. That’s disgusting.”
Mother dragon sighed. Kids and their new ideas. What was she supposed to do with her son. She didn’t understand why her child wasn’t like all the other dragons, but she couldn’t let him starve. “Fine. You may go and find a village garden to ransack. If you’re going to insist on this then you had better at least destroy a house or two.”
The younger dragon nodded vigorously. “I promise. Maybe I’ll maim a few of the villagers while I’m at it.”
“You do that. Oh and release your dinner. The rest of us have eaten and I don’t want it to spoil.”
He opened the chained cuffs of the creature his mom tried to force him to eat. “Now, lead me to your village.” The dragon followed as the human fled from the cave.
This is the beginning of a flash fiction piece. I don’t know where I’m going from here. it might not even be the beginning. If I could think of an ended I would probably be in better shape. All I know is I’ve had dragons on my mind for a couple of days and when I sat down to do some FF, this is what came out. Nothing would sway me from the dragon path. I’m hoping now that I wrote something about them, I can move on to a non-fantasy story. Probably not. Now I’ll obsess with finishing this one.