Auden’s Blessing
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Loki already had a fully grown golden-winged dragon with combat capability at two hundred percent, so this one shouldn’t be his.
Unexpectedly, the little golden dragon’s brows furrowed sharply, glaring at me in anger. I didn’t quite understand, so I asked again, “Good child, did you get separated from your owner?”
“Goo—goo, goo-goo-goo!” The little golden dragon flapped its wings fiercely and turned its back on me.
For at least five minutes afterward, no matter how I called it, turned it, or even lightly patted it, it stubbornly kept its brows furrowed and its wings drooping, looking as if it had been abandoned by me.