the golden dragon and the child

Kidnap

One day, a young boy went hunting in the nearby forests.

He was wearing black pants and white short sleeve shirt, he wore boots instead of shoes.

His hair was Red and his eyes rown.
The boy was very fast and stealthy,
The boy had long red hair which reached just above his waist and his brown eyes were piercing. They were like the eyes of a hawk.

He made his way through the dense forest looking for game.
He didn' want to go too far but his hunger and fatigue forced him to return to his father to find some food for him.
"Dad? Are you here?"
he asked when he arrived at his fathers den in a big cave deep within the forest.
No one answered so he entered the cave cautiously.

"daddy? Where are you dad?".

he called again when he got close enough to the entrance and finally stepped inside.
There was no sign of his father anywhere. The boy was scared.
Then he saw some footprints near the entrance. It was footprints but why did the tracks look so unfamiliar? They were definitely not left by an animal. It was probably a human.

He slowly followed the prints into a dark area where everything was covered with thick and thick dust.

But there were three footprints on the floor in different parts, and one was bigger then the others. That was probably the biggest one. The boy was confused.

"huh? Who are you daddy?"

He asked.
Again he saw footprints on the floor but these ones had different shapes. These ones were smaller.

This time however, no answer came.
Then the boy realized that the footprints stopped and disappeared under the dust. It seems like his daddy went to meet someone, probably a human.
The boy was scared. His eyes darted around the cave frantically searching for any signs of his father.

He was sure is father was taken away by some human.

But what did that mean exactly? Did they kidnap his father and bring him to somewhere else and lock him up? Or did he kill them and take their stuff and ran off?

What if his dad was dead?
Then he would be alone again and maybe someone will eat him.
He started crying and sobbing loudly. He was shaking badly and his hands were balled in fists so tight that they were bleeding and soon they started hurting.
When the boy realized his blood stained hands, he calmed down a bit and decided to go to bed since he was tired.
However, sleep didn't seem to happen. He kept staring at the ceiling thinking about his father.

He was starting to think that it was useless to try and remember what happened. Maybe it would only hurt more.

Just when the boy fell asleep he was startled awake by a loud sound outside. Something crashed against the wall and the boy's heart raced.
Something was here!