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It's me, angry water rat, back with a POV/Choose Your Path!! (This is a game show now. Dibs being the host.)

A N Y W A Y S

P-O-V:

You were taking a walk through the vast training grounds of the island of Huntre. This place made small apprentices into powerful warriors, who would be ready to strike at any given moment. Most of those warriors were in bed by now, but not you. You were outside, staring up at the bright white moon. Everyone on this island was trained to hate monsters of every kind. They were to be killed and skinned upon sight.

You passed a large, bloodstained group of sharp stones pointing up at the sky. You shivered in... fear? ...You weren't normally scared on these walks. This was getting strange.

You rounded a bend and continued strolling down the dirt walk. Dry leaves and twigs crunched beneath your (boots/shoes). Suddenly, you heard a growl in the tall pine trees.

Not human-like. And definitely close to you. 

But you were curious, oh-so curious, so you quietly meandered through the woods. You heard the growling again, but waay closer. You hid behind a rock and looked out from it.

Then, you saw it.

Or should I say, them.

There was a human with short, messy light blue hair. You recognized the human immediately, it was Dez, one of your close friends from the Huntre School of Magick. And a huge red and yellow dragon. Now, it wasn't that big, but it towered over Dez like a skyscraper. She was petting the dragon's nose and whispering to it. 

This was against all of the laws of Huntre. (Well, almost all of them.)

You crept out from behind the rock and went closer to the two. Bad move! The dragon saw you, and began to growl loudly. 

Dez looked your way. It had looked like one of her eyes were bandaged crudely, with some blood still seeping out from the white fabric. Dez's eyes grew wide and she threw up her hands. 


"This isn't what it looks like!" she cried, fear shaking her words.

But it was. and you had caught her, Dez, your crush, red-handed.

With a "highly dangerous" dragon.

WHAT DO YOU DO?

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"Dez? What the hell? What is going on?"

I run over to her, less worried about the dragon than I was about her eye.

"Dez, you have to tell me what's happening. Why is there a dragon? Did it do this to you?"

I quickly draw a hunting knife from my small satchel, and point it directly at the beast's throat.

But there was one last question on my mind, and I didn't ask it. I knew the answer.

Am I even going to be able to kill this thing?