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spell reagents. If I'd had them with me, I would've bound the bird woman's magic by now.
Shaking my head, I tried to forget about him and get to work. Near me was a pair of Chihuahuas who looked like the ones I'd dealt with a few days ago, but I didn't get any feeling of magic from the two of them. I pulled a green sticker out of the stack and stuck it on the cage. Another green sticker had Animal Control scrawled across its face before I stuck it on the door.
Past them was a baby dragon. Its red scales looked dull, and there were signs of injuries to its wings. I knelt down next to its cage. "I'm Michelle. I'm with the police. We are going to get you out of here. Can you tell me your name?" Being less than two feet from rump to snout, with eight inches of tail, it was a very young dragon. I guessed it was around three years of age, but I couldn't determine gender.
It puffed a bit of smoke. "I'm Athe."
"Nice to meet you, Athe. Do you know who your parents are?" Athe was a boy's name, and he was very well spoken for a young dragon. Although dragons were born knowing their language it took a year or two for them to become fluent in English.
"My mother is Rhaun and my father is Yorel." He sounded very proud to have remembered them.
"Thank you, Athe. We'll find your parents so you can go home with them." I grabbed two yellow stickers, stuck one to his cage, and scrawled Child Services on the other one. "Do you think you could sit on the top of the cage, and not go anywhere until you are asked to move? No one here will hurt you, but I need to go help the others and I don't want to leave you in there."
He cocked his head to one side then the other. "I can sit on top. Can someone talk to me?"
I let him out and he jumped on top of the cage. "I think a lot of people will want to talk you. If you need me just shout. I'll be right here, ok?"
"Yes." He fanned his wings and I could tell they hadn't been stretched in a long time.
After sticking the yellow sticker on the door, I walked back through the door and called for Jerry.
He rushed over from the living room. "What do you need?"
"Have someone call Child Services and get them out here right away." I was angry. It didn't matter if Athe was human, witch, shifter, or dragon. He was still part of the civilized races and deserved better treatment.
"Alright. . . What's going on?"
"There's a baby dragon out back. Athe's parents are Rhaun and Yorel."
"I'll call, but it may take time to get him back with his family."
"Right now, he needs to get out of here." Softening, because this wasn't Jerry's fault, I apologized. "Jerry, I'm sorry."
"I get it. I'll call right now." His cell phone was at his ear before I had a chance to say anything else.
Back outside, I reassured Athe before I continued down the line of cages. The third cage contained a fairy light. I labeled it green, though fairy lights weren't really animals. They were more like spirits, with the ability to communicate with some people and a unique social structure. The fourth cage had a brown gryphon curled up against the back of the cage.
"Hi, I'm Michelle. I'm here to help you. Can you tell me your name?" Gryphons were part of the civilized races, but were very reclusive after being hunted by humans. The elder races had put a quick and violent end to that practice by capturing the offenders and turning them over to the gryphons. Gryphon executions were long and painful.
"People evil."
"Not all people are evil. I'm trying to get you back to your family." The gryphon moved around enough that I could tell it was a girl. She was young and I doubted she'd ever had a good experience with humans, and I looked human. Many gryphons keep their young in protected nests until they are fledged, not wanting them in the world until they have some defenses.
"People bad," she hissed.
I couldn't blame her for her feelings, but I wasn't equipped to help her. "Someone else will come help you." I stuck a yellow
Shaking my head, I tried to forget about him and get to work. Near me was a pair of Chihuahuas who looked like the ones I'd dealt with a few days ago, but I didn't get any feeling of magic from the two of them. I pulled a green sticker out of the stack and stuck it on the cage. Another green sticker had Animal Control scrawled across its face before I stuck it on the door.
Past them was a baby dragon. Its red scales looked dull, and there were signs of injuries to its wings. I knelt down next to its cage. "I'm Michelle. I'm with the police. We are going to get you out of here. Can you tell me your name?" Being less than two feet from rump to snout, with eight inches of tail, it was a very young dragon. I guessed it was around three years of age, but I couldn't determine gender.
It puffed a bit of smoke. "I'm Athe."
"Nice to meet you, Athe. Do you know who your parents are?" Athe was a boy's name, and he was very well spoken for a young dragon. Although dragons were born knowing their language it took a year or two for them to become fluent in English.
"My mother is Rhaun and my father is Yorel." He sounded very proud to have remembered them.
"Thank you, Athe. We'll find your parents so you can go home with them." I grabbed two yellow stickers, stuck one to his cage, and scrawled Child Services on the other one. "Do you think you could sit on the top of the cage, and not go anywhere until you are asked to move? No one here will hurt you, but I need to go help the others and I don't want to leave you in there."
He cocked his head to one side then the other. "I can sit on top. Can someone talk to me?"
I let him out and he jumped on top of the cage. "I think a lot of people will want to talk you. If you need me just shout. I'll be right here, ok?"
"Yes." He fanned his wings and I could tell they hadn't been stretched in a long time.
After sticking the yellow sticker on the door, I walked back through the door and called for Jerry.
He rushed over from the living room. "What do you need?"
"Have someone call Child Services and get them out here right away." I was angry. It didn't matter if Athe was human, witch, shifter, or dragon. He was still part of the civilized races and deserved better treatment.
"Alright. . . What's going on?"
"There's a baby dragon out back. Athe's parents are Rhaun and Yorel."
"I'll call, but it may take time to get him back with his family."
"Right now, he needs to get out of here." Softening, because this wasn't Jerry's fault, I apologized. "Jerry, I'm sorry."
"I get it. I'll call right now." His cell phone was at his ear before I had a chance to say anything else.
Back outside, I reassured Athe before I continued down the line of cages. The third cage contained a fairy light. I labeled it green, though fairy lights weren't really animals. They were more like spirits, with the ability to communicate with some people and a unique social structure. The fourth cage had a brown gryphon curled up against the back of the cage.
"Hi, I'm Michelle. I'm here to help you. Can you tell me your name?" Gryphons were part of the civilized races, but were very reclusive after being hunted by humans. The elder races had put a quick and violent end to that practice by capturing the offenders and turning them over to the gryphons. Gryphon executions were long and painful.
"People evil."
"Not all people are evil. I'm trying to get you back to your family." The gryphon moved around enough that I could tell it was a girl. She was young and I doubted she'd ever had a good experience with humans, and I looked human. Many gryphons keep their young in protected nests until they are fledged, not wanting them in the world until they have some defenses.
"People bad," she hissed.
I couldn't blame her for her feelings, but I wasn't equipped to help her. "Someone else will come help you." I stuck a yellow
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