BY Bonnie Gale
Part 2 ended on this note: “All of a sudden, there was a cracking sound from the egg and he saw a split opening up...
Peter was stunned. He did not know what to do. Was there anything to do, anyway, he asked himself. The rocking of the egg continued. The shimmering blue light around the egg intensified the violet and blue colors of the shell of the egg. The crack widened. Other cracks developed with loud sounds and he knew that Keezheekoni was very strong as the shell was quite thick. The egg moved violently and suddenly, he saw pale blue leathery skin emerge and then a small body, one foot, two feet, a little tail, part of a back and then part of a head. Then, one eye looking straight at him.
Peter felt a great surge of energy as he connected at such a deep level with the baby dragon. His love for her was immense. Her body then fully emerged. The shell fell away in pieces. Keezheekoni was magnificent! She was about three feet in length and covered in shiny fluid which was drying quickly. The sweet smell was now very strong but not unpleasant. He moved back to give her space as she
moved around flexing her body and even opening her small wings. She moved her jaws and he could see her teeth. What a large tongue! But no flames! Arenda had told him that her name meant one of burning fire. He was sure the flames became apparent under certain circumstances. He hoped she did not become angry with him.
She could move quite quickly and she appeared to be hungry as she dug in the leaf litter with her feet which had small talons on the ends. She seemed aware of him but did not directly look at him. He wondered what she ate. How was he going to feed her?? What was he going to feed her? Dragons probably could catch their own food when they were older but she was just a baby. A very large and
powerful baby! His baby! Well, his charge.
Peter remembered that he had another snack bar in his backpack. He carefully made his way over to his pack and took out the bar. He unwrapped it. Keezheekoni was looking at him. He carefully approached her and offered her the bar. She seemed to sniff the air in front of him and then in an instant, her tongue took the bar in her mouth and it was gone! It happened so fast! He was sure that
for a dragon one snack bar did not provide much sustenance! This cloak of anxiety about feeding Keezheekoni seemed to surround him and he did not feel good. At that moment, the baby dragon spoke into his head:
“Peter, do not be anxious, I can find my own food. That bar was rather strange in taste! Do you actually like them? I am what you humans call ‘vegetarian’. I can glean much of my food in these woods. I see the corn is ready in the fields.” Peter felt relieved and the anxiety lifted but was not sure how much corn a baby dragon could eat. Surely, the farmers would notice but who would suspect a
dragon eating the corn? He let go of those thoughts and in his head said:..