White Magician, who detected everything that was happening, indicated to the others, being satisfied:
“She is doing very well, soon they will be here. Hide your weapons and try not to frighten the dragon, it has strayed from its mother.”
At that very moment they saw the princess appearing, encouraging the dragon to follow her, and in a few minutes, they were all surrounding the young, leading it to the exit.
The dragon was golden-colored and walked on all fours, which ended in strong, sharp claws. Its height was about six feet and almost ten feet long, about half of what it would reach in adulthood. Its mouth was large and elongated with a powerful jaw full of teeth. Its eyes were pure black on a bright yellow background and its head ended in elongated protuberances that could be described as horns, although they did not seem such because they were more like an extension of the skull itself. The skin all over the body was incredibly hard, the length of its open wings was close to fourteen feet and its body ended in an extensive and agile, but very hard tail.
“What will happen if we run into its mother?" asked the worried Syriel to the White Magician.
“I already said that dragons have an intelligence even superior to ours. Don't be troubled, they know how to distinguish perfection when they are attacking or helping their offspring. Anyway, I'm afraid its mother may have died or been badly injured, it's rare that the calf has moved so far away from its parent without having found it," replied the magician.
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