Writing - Mother of dragons

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Mother of Dragons picture prompt
When the dragon had hatched, crawling out of its shell onto her bed, Zoya knew that her life would never be the same again.
She had brought the dragon far away from her village; away from the people who would hurt it and take it away from her. As she held it in her hands, Feeling its claws affectionately digging into her fingers through her gloves, Zoya knew exactly what she had to do. What they had to do. Together.
The dragon gazed at her. She could see the flames burning within its eyes. It was totally dependent on her, as a newborn child is to its mother. And yet, strangely, she felt dependent upon the dragon as well; dependent upon what it was and what it would become in time.
They would become inseparable.Their futures were entwined. Their adventures were only just beginning....

Zoya went to the shop and bought some dragon food. When he was eating she thought of a name, but she saw his green sleek skin and saw his flaming eyes and his little claws. Hmmmmm she thought, what's a good name for you? She thought, what about Joe? Zoya walked through her hometown with Joe in her backpack.
"ZOYA?" said her dad. She jumped thinking someone had noticed that she had a dragon in her bag, so she said,
"don't worry it won't harm anyone!" Then her dad found out about the dragon the next day when he came into her room to put washing on her bed and heard a noise in the wardrobe. He didn't tell Zoya till the next day and then told Zoya.
”I heard some noise coming from your wardrobe, so I took a look and saw the little creature. I thought it was cute, so i'm fine with you keeping it, but just for a few months!” They both kept it a secret for a few months and then told everyone and then everyone came round to see Joe. 

Joe was huge now so Zoya and her and her parents got rides on Joe around the world and they lived happily ever after.


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