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He was born in the sliver of sunlight that filtered through the tiny hole in the side of the cave. His mother, mottled grey with patches of green, gently lifted him up and curled her wing protectively around him. She blew a ring of fire around him to keep him warm.
They say that he was the terror of the valley, even more so than his mother, bold enough and strong enough, even as a young dragon, to take humans and turn them into his next meal.
He ate the squirrels that scampered in the field, and the occasional bat that came into the cave. Sometimes he would take a sheep or two if he was especially hungry. But his mother had taught him to never, ever, eat human. She told stories of pointy daggers and sharpened stakes that overwhelmed even the largest dragons. He was content with the bounty in h