1: a winged two-legged dragon with a barbed tail
The sun was rising as I trudged outside to the chicken coop. I isolated the rooster so he wouldn’t chase me. The hens never gave me an issue.
I plucked eggs from the nests, putting them in my basket. In the far corner, I froze. Nestled among the hay was an egg. It was the size of my head, warm and heavy when I picked it up. A crack appeared and I almost dropped it. I watched in awe as a wyvern hatched. It flapped its wings and yawned, curling up on my palm as if it belonged to me.