training with Father&planing

Father led the way, and Lyriath and I followed closely behind. As we walked, I could feel the excitement building up inside me. I loved training days, especially when we got to practice aerial combat. It was one of my favorite things to do.

We arrived at the training grounds, a large open area surrounded by tall trees and rolling hills. The sky was clear, with just a few wispy clouds drifting lazily across it. Father nodded at us, his eyes serious. "Alright, boys. Today we're going to practice dive-bombing and evasive maneuvers. Lyriath, you're up first."

Lyriath nodded, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He stretched his wings, giving a good flap to loosen up his muscles. Father watched him critically, then nodded. "Alright, Lyriath. I want you to dive-bomb that target over there," he said, pointing to a large, stuffed dummy set up on a pole. "Remember to keep your wings tucked in tight, and your scales braced for impact."

Lyriath took a deep breath, then launched himself into the air. He soared upwards, his wings beating powerful and strong, before tucking them in tight and plummeting downwards in a steep dive. I watched in awe as he hurtled towards the target, his scales glinting in the sunlight.

At the last second, Lyriath pulled out of the dive, his wings snapping open to catch the air. He swooped upwards, narrowly avoiding the target, and then banked and turned to fly back to us. Father nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Good job, Lyriath. You're getting better at that every day."

Now it was my turn. I took a deep breath, feeling a thrill of excitement mixed with a little bit of nerves. I had always struggled with dive-bombing, and I was determined to get it right this time. Father gave me a encouraging nod, and I launched myself into the air.

I soared upwards, my wings beating strong, and then tucked them in tight and plummeted downwards. The wind rushed past me, whipping my scales back and forth, and I felt a rush of exhilaration. I was really doing it!

But as I hurtled towards the target, I started to feel a little wobbly. My wings weren't tucked in quite tight enough, and I was starting to lose control. I felt a jolt of panic, but then I remembered Father's words of advice. I took a deep breath, focused on the target, and pulled out of the dive at the last second.

I swooped upwards, my wings snapping open to catch the air, and then banked and turned to fly back to Father and Lyriath. I was grinning from ear to ear, feeling proud of myself for pulling off the dive-bombing maneuver. Father smiled back at me, his eyes shining with pride. "Well done, Tharros. You're really getting the hang of it."

We spent the rest of the morning practicing our aerial combat skills, taking turns diving and swooping through the air. Father offered words of encouragement and criticism, helping us to refine our techniques.

As the sun began to climb higher in the sky, Father called a break. We landed on a nearby hill, our wings folding against our backs as we caught our breath.

"Time for a snack," Father said, producing a bag of dried meat and fruit from his pouch. We dug in eagerly, munching on the tasty treats as we gazed out at the breathtaking view.

The training grounds were situated in a beautiful valley, surrounded by towering mountains that stretched up to the sky. A crystal-clear river flowed through the center of the valley, its gentle gurgling providing a soothing background noise.

As we ate, Lyriath and I chatted about our morning's training. We were both excited about our progress, and eager to learn more.

"I'm getting better at dive-bombing," Lyriath said, his eyes shining with pride.

"Yeah, you are," I agreed. "And I'm getting better at pulling out of dives. Father says I'm improving every day."

Lyriath grinned. "We make a good team, bro."

I smiled back at him. "Definitely. We're going to be the best dragon warriors ever!"

Father chuckled, overhearing our conversation. "I've no doubt you will be, boys. You're both natural-born flyers, and you've got the heart of warriors. Just remember to always keep practicing, and never give up."

We nodded, taking his words to heart. We knew that becoming great dragon warriors wouldn't be easy, but we were willing to put in the hard work and dedication required to achieve our goals.

As we finished our snack, Father stood up, brushing off his scales. "Alright, boys. Time to get back to training. We've got a lot more to cover today!"

Lyriath and I exchanged a look, then nodded in unison. We were ready to get back to work, and to continue honing our skills as dragon warriors.

I thought to myself, 'For a genderless dragon that can get pregnant without a mate and can pick how many baby dragons I want, it's insane. The uncommon and rare amount is just common for me, and no one knows about this. And there's a chance that they might inherit my skills and strength and combat, and most likely have different and multiple elements, and maybe even new elements!'

I kept my thoughts to myself, lost in my own little world as I gazed out at the training grounds. Father and Lyriath were still chatting, discussing our training and what we needed to work on next. I nodded along, pretending to listen, but my mind was still reeling with the implications of my unique abilities.

As the day wore on, we continued our training, practicing our aerial combat skills and honing our reflexes. Father put us through a series of drills, testing our speed, agility, and accuracy.

I threw myself into the training, determined to improve my skills and prove myself as a worthy dragon warrior. Lyriath was a formidable opponent, but I was determined to keep up with him.

As we trained, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was hiding a secret. My unique abilities, my pregnancy, it was all still a secret, known only to me. I wondered when I would be ready to share the truth with Father and Lyriath.

But for now, I pushed those thoughts aside and focused on the training. I was a dragon warrior, and I would do whatever it took to protect my family and my territory.

As the sun began to set, Father called a halt to the training. We landed on the training grounds, panting and exhausted.

"Well done, boys," Father said, his eyes shining with pride. "You're both making excellent progress. Keep up the good work."

I smiled, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment. I knew that I still had a lot to learn, but I was ready for the challenge.

As we walked back to our cave, Lyriath turned to me with a curious expression. "Hey, Tharros, you seem a bit distracted today. Everything okay?"

I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. I didn't want to lie to Lyriath, but I wasn't ready to share my secret with him either.

"Yeah, everything's fine," I said finally, trying to sound casual. "Just a bit tired, that's all."

Lyriath nodded, seeming to accept my explanation. But I couldn't shake the feeling that he knew I was hiding something.

I thought to myself,'My future children are going to be the more powerful dragons than I can ever be. I have decided I start the pregnancy at the sub-adult stage!'

I smiled to myself, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation. I had made up my mind, and I was ready to take the next step. Becoming pregnant at the sub-adult stage would give my future children the best possible start in life, and I was eager to see them grow and thrive.

As I walked back to the cave with Father and Lyriath, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and purpose. I was going to be a parent, and I was going to make sure that my children were the most powerful and capable dragons they could be.

I glanced over at Father and Lyriath, wondering what they would think if they knew about my decision. Would they be surprised? Would they be supportive? I didn't know, but I was determined to make this work, no matter what.

As we approached the cave, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I was ready for whatever lay ahead, and I knew that I was making the right decision for myself and for my future children.

I thought to myself,'They think I can't have children, but they be surprised on rhat very day'

I smiled to myself, feeling a sense of secrecy and anticipation. Father and Lyriath had no idea what was about to happen, and I was eager to surprise them. They thought I was just a regular dragon, unable to have children, but I knew the truth. And soon, they would too.

I kept my thoughts to myself, hiding my smile behind a neutral expression. Father and Lyriath were still chatting, oblivious to the surprise that was in store for them. I listened to their conversation, pretending to be interested, all the while thinking about the shock they would soon receive.

The thought sent a thrill through me, and I had to suppress a chuckle. I was really going to surprise them, and I couldn't wait to see their reactions. Little did they know, their lives were about to change in a big way.

I thought to myself,'I planned the amount of the baby dragons to about 20-32 it may be a nightmare to endure it, but it will be worth in the future'

I took a deep breath, mentally preparing myself for the challenge ahead. Twenty to thirty-two baby dragons was a staggering number, and I knew it wouldn't be easy to care for them all. But I was determined to make it work.

I thought about all the things I would need to do to prepare for their arrival. I would need to find a safe and comfortable place for them to live, and make sure I had enough food and resources to care for them all. It was a daunting task, but I was ready for it.

As I walked back to the cave with Father and Lyriath, I felt a sense of excitement and anticipation. I knew that the road ahead wouldn't be easy, but I was ready to face whatever challenges came my way. I was going to be a parent to a whole clutch of baby dragons, and I was determined to make it work.

I smiled to myself, feeling a sense of pride and purpose. This was going to be an adventure, and I was ready to take it on. Bring on the baby dragons!

I thought to myself,'The the day of the 1st batch are the one brought dragon kind to a new era!'

I felt a surge of excitement and pride as I thought about the significance of the first batch of baby dragons. They would be the ones to bring about a new era for dragonkind, and I felt honored to be their parent.

I imagined the possibilities - my children, with their unique abilities and strengths, would go on to achieve great things. They would be the leaders, the innovators, and the heroes of a new generation of dragons.

I pictured them soaring through the skies, their scales glinting in the sunlight, as they explored new lands, discovered new magic, and forged new alliances. They would be the ones to bring about a brighter, more glorious future for all dragons.

The thought filled me with a sense of purpose and responsibility. I knew that I had to do everything in my power to ensure that my children were prepared for the challenges and opportunities that lay ahead. I was ready to do whatever it took to help them achieve their destiny and bring about a new era for dragonkind.

As the moon rose and time to sleep, I ran to under my father albino wing like always

I snuggled up under Father's wing, feeling the familiar warmth and comfort of his presence. It was a ritual I had grown up with, seeking shelter and protection under his wing at the end of each day.

As I settled in, Father wrapped his wing around me, holding me close. I felt his gentle breathing, and the soft rise and fall of his chest as he drifted off to sleep.

The moon cast a silver glow over the cave, illuminating the familiar contours of our home. I closed my eyes, feeling the weight of the day's events slowly lifting. It had been a big day, filled with training and excitement, but now it was time to rest.

As I drifted off to sleep, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. I was safe, protected by Father's wing and the security of our cave. Tomorrow would bring new challenges and adventures, but for now, I could simply rest and dream.

My father spoke, "Sleep tight, Tharros," Father's voice rumbled softly, his words barely above a whisper. "May your dreams be filled with visions of strength and courage. Tomorrow, we will continue your training, and you will grow even stronger." His voice trailed off, and I felt his chest rise and fall with a gentle sigh, as he drifted off to sleep beside me.