The following day, Iris and Jay were sitting on a secluded patio having breakfast. Her heat hadn’t returned yet which made her husband and their family feel strongly they were correct in their understanding of the scrolls.
She was tearing a croissant apart while Jay devoured the biggest plate of various meats she ever saw. He told her the effort it took to begin reaching out to every single dragon across the world to come home for the rituals drained him of his energy. He needed to replenish his strength and she wrinkled her nose as he shoved a substantial portion of ham into his mouth wondering aloud why it was meat he needed.
“Because dragons are carnivores, Iris. We hunt and kill our prey to feast on the carcasses. In older times we would eat only meat.” He lifted a leaf of lettuce, “
