Hunt

Yellow eyes shifted in the dark, illuminating black with dim light. His breath came out in a snort; he was still tired but something woke him  up. He got up on all fours; stretching fatigued muscles and sinew. Shortly came groaning; he still felt sore from the previous night of hunting. Warmth emanated from him as smoke came through his nostrils. He saw nothing that might have woken him up. Swiveling his head from side to side and then to his back, he chanced across a wound. From hunting? He must be getting old. Or just tired; his mind told him.

His brain took a while to register the new little change before it came squeaking and hurtling towards him. Oh yes. Little long thing of a son. With brilliant maroon scales glowing from the the fire within, like his daddy. And eyes; not to mention the glowing yellow amber eyes. Junior nipped at one of his larger scales; begging to play. He frowned; he should still be trying to fly right yet he was in the air. And he was proven correct as Junior suddenly lost balance and tumbled down his dad's back and onto the ground with a soft thump. He nosed him and grunted a short rebuke; it was nearing dawn and both should rest before another day of learning and hunting. Junior whined; he knew it would make his father's heart melt. He stayed resolute to sleeping. Junior's little maroon scales were molting; he scratched briefly at it in irritation before waddling up to dad huffily. He lovingly nosed junior again before getting back on his curled up position while Junior reluctantly followed suit. His giant tail swept the little wound up ring of scales towards his heart and grumbled softly of love and safety.

Junior's mother would be back from the hunters soon; he would find them - and in turn her - and reunite the family. Junior would have a whole family soon; he promised himself before sleep wrapped him up in sodden dreams of love and wanting.