Dra’kaan
Panguis closed his Eyes and sighed. His Memory was excellent.
Extraordinary. Suitabel for a majestic Creature as him. He was simple
Perfection. Of course he was.
A Smile curled up on his scaled Face. His huge Paw, fancied with razorblade Claws, pressed the tiny Human into the deep Snow. Hot Steam exited his Nostrils as he looked down on that dense Being. A deep, vibrant Voice entered the Humans Head. ,,Sooo… tell me again, what exactly it is you want to shoot here?’’ he asked. The Human, dressed in several layers of thick Cloth and big, bulky Shoes, stuttered ,,Oooh… well… I…’’ he gulped ,,I want to… shoot… Animals.’’ He replied, while his Voice got more silent with every Word. ,,Shoot Animals, hu? I don’t think so.’’ The Dragon said as he was ready to burn that …thing to Ashes. ,,Are those purpur Scales?’’ was the only thing the Human was able to say before he was supposed to die. Dra’kaan, the finest of them all, has a Weakness to Compliments. ,,Why yes, my dear stupid little Shit.’’ He said showed his Chest proudly. He was big, Head to Tail were almost 50 Meters, his Wings were about 20- 25 Meters each, thin Skin, letting the Sun shine through them. His Scales were on a darker gray,, turning into a dark red on his Chest and outer Legs. ,,How come nobody ever… found you?’’ asked the Human in awe. Dra’kaan smirked. ,,Who said they didn’t?’’ and the Human understood what happened. ,,Oh.’’ ,,I am happy to finally devour someone with some Taste.’’ ,,Could I shoot you before you eat me, please? How should I call you by the Way? I’m Anthony.’’ ,,Dra’kaan. And of course, try to shoot me, you foolish Mortal. You will fail and then you will die.’’ The Dragon laughed. ,,Alright! Thank you, Dra’kaan!’’ said the Human and started to look around in the Snow, searching for that ridiculous big Bag he carried around. He started to open it nervously and pulled different things out of it and threw them away carelessly. The Dragon watched the pity Mortal and pictured how it would be to eat him. It had been some Time since he last ate a Human. They were not tasty at all, but he learned that they made less trouble when they were dead. Especially those with Guns.
Anthony had a weird thing in his Hand, making metallic Sounds. ,,Dra’kaan, would you mind to move a bit over there, please? And rise your Chin a little? Ah yes, that is perfect!’’ The Human held that thing in front of his Face and pushed something, while that Machine, or what it was, made weird Noises. ,,When are you starting to shoot? I don’t have that much Time to waste, Peasant.’’ ,,Oh I AM shooting you right now!’’ the Human replied rather distracted. ,,Where are your Shells?’’ the Dragon asked with a impatient Tremble in his Voice. ,,The… Shell?’’ Anthony stopped looking into that black thing and gave a surprisingly disappointed Look to the Dragon. ,,I take Pictures, I do not kill Animals. How could you say that?’’ ,,How does someone… take… Pictures?’’ ,,You don’t know what cameras are?’’
Silence was the Dragons Answer.
Anthony walked over to the Dragon and that Machine made beeps while he pushed Buttons. He held that thing high so that the Dragon could look at it. ,,I took Pictures of you. Your Scales have an incredible Colour, your Posture is fascinating and you sheer Existence will shake human Society. How could I not want to take a Picture?’’ The Dragon looked at a Momentum of itself, royal in it’s Pose, pure Beauty, Perfection. ,,Do you have more of that?’’ he asked. ,,Of course, I took several Pictures. Do you like them?’’ he asked while he showed the Pictures to the Dragon. ,,Yes, I like them, they show me.’’ Dra’kaan replied. Anthony giggled. ,,You are really nice. Thank you for letting me take Pictures of you.’’ The Human smiled. He did not smell of Fear like they usually do. Dra’kaan had a Plan.
,,You come with me, stinky Fleshform.’’ And started to walk through the Snow.
It was a long Journey, as Dra’kaan did not fly but walked alongside the Human. He sheltered him from Snow and Storm, kept him warm and hunted Food for him. They talked about a lot of different things and Dra’kaan came to like that little Meatball. As they finally arrived at his Home, the Dragon started to walk faster and Anthony could tell he was excited. He was able to walk easily over the Snow that was pressed thin by the Dragons Weight. Dra’kaan ran over to a Group of Penguins, which, surprisingly, stood still as he arrived.
,,Daaaaaad! Daaaaaaaaaad! I’m Home!’’ he talked to them via Thoughts so Anthony missed the Conversation.
,,Dra’kaan! You are Home! We were worried sick! Where have you been?’’ his Father asked. ,,I met someone…’’ he started. ,,A Human.’’ ,,A Human?!’’ his other Father gasped dramatically. ,,He is… a good Human. He will take Pictures of us. Family Pictures!’’ explained the Dragon excited. ,,I see!’’ answered his Father and immediately jumped on his Stomache and slided to the Water. Hos other Father shook his Head and looked serious. ,,Humans are dangerous, they are Predators, do not mistake them as Pets.’’
Anthony was waiting and was startled by the Scenery. It seemed like the Dragon was talking to Penguins. One of them slided to the Ocean and one came over to him and… looked at him. Anthony started to become nervous and decided that it was rude to stand around, so he sat down and looked through his Bag and found a Cracker he offered to the Penguin.
The Pengiun who went to the Water came back with a Fish and put it in Front of the Human. ,,Is… that for me?’’ he asked. ,,Thank you. I am Anthony.’’ He said and smiled. He was not sure if he had finally gone mad, was dead or ate something very poisonous and was hallucinating, but he was rather mad than rude, so he kept talking to the Penguins, which seemed to listen to him.
,,So… you are telling me, you were found and raised by two male Penguins?’’ Anthony asked Dra’kaan, who came over a bit later and explained what was going on.
,,Well… yeah.’‘