As months went by you both were delighted to find that Lord Scar didn’t visit more than one more time do to his busy and probably illegal business schedule. However your growth didn’t stop and in 3 months time you were a little larger than a horse. As far as your body was concerned and your head toward over Rose at near 10 feet tall and a tail that was proportionally long for a dragon of that size. However she still called your ‘my little Max’, similar to how she would her own child, which as far as you were concerned you were her child. By now she knew you could fully understand her and she knew you could probably learn to speak. However she needed excuses to tell Lord Scar when he came why she needed more time with you. Either way you were stuck with normal dragon type grunting, growling, snarling, and other body motions to communicate.
“I know you want to fly but I don’t think he’ll let his prized pet out.” Rose said as she pat you on the neck. You had been flexing your wings then flapping them strong enough to knock her over at times in hopes of being able to fly. But she was right and both of you knew it. There was no way he would let you out and he would probably discipline you both if he did and you didn’t know how to fly. Luckily you got a few hours in when you were smaller but you still longed to go soaring in the sky that you only saw maybe twice in your life.
You sighed and placed your head back on her lap as she leaned against your body. Lord Scar had ordered he to live with you and pretty much be with you 24/7 so she was. Not that it was a strain on either of you besides getting out for her. Unlike you, she could go outside and get a breath of fresh air. She also had other related tasked to do but this position was the one you two used the most to fall asleep. Your head was like a blanket while your body kept her warm and hidden from the occasional guard that came through your room. While they may have tried and failed a few times to take advantage of her before, they were nowhere near as stupid to do so while you were with her and pretty much on top of her already but not in the fashion they wanted.
“I know, I know. Max, someday we’ll be out of this place and you’ll never have to see or hear your master again. Heck, don’t tell him this but he is one guy I wouldn’t mind you taking a bite of on our way out.” She almost whispered to you to which you huffed an affirmative as she stroked your muzzle. No one except you would be able to tell that she wanted out that badly. Well, no one actually liked Lord Scar but they liked money more than their desire to be free and they got a lot of money for staying around him. But once you were in his dept you never got out. “You know Max, as much as I hate the idea of you eating people, I don’t think I’ll ever get sick of this sound.” She said as she leaned her head back on your body to which she could hear your stomach gurgle with the day’s contents digesting away inside.
You knew she liked it and she knew that you knew. She also knew that was why you sometimes took the extra effort to swallow things whole. For one there was less cleanup and for another they tended to last longer if they were still alive and wiggling around.
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