Breeding Dragon From Today の小説・ストーリー

"Alright. It's something I should have learned long before now anyway." "Actually, you didn't really need to know about it before now. Dragons hit sexual maturity at 21, and you've only recently turned 21. As for having children, all I know is that when a dragon gets pregnant, it takes them three months to lay the egg and that a week before due, it's impossible to stay in human form in order to have the egg. Also, female dragons can only have five children in their life and only one child at a time. So it's impossible for a dragon to get pregnant again for the next five years after having an egg."

A vision shatters over us— --- Scene One: The Birth of the Wyrm A woman in silver robes kneels in a room of starlight and bone. Her eyes blaze with flame. Her belly's round and hard. A voice speaks from the walls themselves. > "One shall bear the beast, and in bearing, bind it. Her blood will not be mortal. Her fire, not hers alone." I take a gasping breath. "That's her," Ingrid whispers close beside me. "Your mother." The woman—my mother—cries out. Not in agony, but power. A shadow of a dragon bursts from her chest and wraps around her as a shield. Not born. Bound.

I stare at Dakota who is looking at anywhere but at me. My heart begins to race in my chest as the urge grows. This feeling dictates that I have found my mate. But, it's wrong. Dakota can't be my mate. I've known her since she was a child. It doesn't make sense that I am feeling the bond now. It just isn't possible. 'Mate' Orin, my dragon growls in my head and I freeze. "Kota!" We both turn in the direction of Dale's voice. He's panting as he runs towards us.

Draydon asked “Honestly, I think that is a terrible idea. In reality, they are not into dragons anymore. They want something they lost years ago back. They have also talked about a rare mix breed they want.” I tell him. “What kind of mix breed?” He asks. “I don’t know. All I have heard is that it’s a female who is powerful.” I tell him. He gets a very concerned look on his face. I think he might have a suspicion about who they are talking about.

Wynter giggled. We ate breakfast and Wynter seemed like himself. Echo slept a lot and Abeloth said that’s what baby dragons needed to do, they grew when they slept. I had called the Elders of Florida to inform them that Wynter had merged with his dragon and they outright laughed at me.

When Xavier senses that Everleigh has settled, he releases her from his embrace and quickly leads her back towards the bedroom. He urges her to get dressed as they need to get to the palace as soon as possible. The witch’s warning rings in his ears as he grabs the precious few items he can not leave behind. One of the great advantages of being a dragon shifter is that he can mist them both there almost instantly. Xavier wonders to himself if she will be blessed with any other runes, and what they might be. If she is a bound dragon does that mean she will inherit her family magic, her mother’s magic? He knows only a dragon could have given birth to another female dragon. Every dragon born in

I say as I take my seat once more. "Due to experiments in the facilities we now know what happens to dragons without their mate. If a dragon were to lose his mate, even before meeting them, they turn feral. If the bond is rejected and not nurtured, they turn feral. Apparently in some cases they become so feral, that nothing quenches it except the blood of their own" I say unable to meet his gaze.

He turns on his side to face me, “You do not need to worry.” He most likely doesn’t have anything. Gonorrhea and Syphilis were not known in Scotland until the late 1490’s. “And you can’t get me pregnant, right?” Taran shakes his head, “There is no chance without the stone. Plus, it’s difficult for dragons to have children. It takes many decades to conceive. Most dragon siblings are ten to twenty years apart.” “Why is it so difficult?”

“Your parents, along with a few other likeminded individuals were working on cross breading species. It’s not a new concept, animals cross bread all the time but it’s not something we had ever actively forced previously. They were working with a dragon and a Kumat. Dragons are one of the strongest beasts in our world, their scales are almost impenetrable, their eyesight is second to none and of course they can fly but they are controlled by their baser instincts, instincts to feed and protect themselves and their young which often makes them unpredictable, they are solitary and insular and wont be trained, they also tend to be somewhat violent towards people whenever we have tried to domesti

They needed to know that there was a chance that I may not be returning with them, I hoped my plan would work. That I could make the council see, we dragons needed to be able to pick our own mate. Be they human or other, breeding within the various flocks wasn’t working and the lack of offspring should have been proof enough to them. The corrupt elders didn’t see that, but I had to try. My flock depended on it, my mates depended on it. “We will follow you to battle, Tarak.” Charlotte spoke my given name and I felt the power behind her words.