The Legend of Smaug & Cinder

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The next morning Smaug woke up to find Cinder sleeping soundly on top of his snout. He placed her in the spot where he was and was careful not to wake her up, it was far too early for a hatchling like her. At her age she needed all the rest she could get. Smaug sat there watching the little dragon. She was so helpless. Everything about her was small and frail- her arms, her wings. Each and every detail was delicate.

Smaug looked around for something for her to eat. Once baby dragons awaken they are very hungry. He managed to find two rats. That should be enough. He thought, and he went and laid down in the dune next to her and waited for her to wake up.

After a while, Smaug fell asleep, but a few minutes later he was woken up by Cinder jumping up and down on his snout, shouting "wake up! Wake up! Wake up Sleepy Head!" Smaug woke up with a fright and flung his head up making Cinder fall off. She slid down a dune and was about to fall into a seemingly unending abyss. Smaug thought for a moment. This could be his chance to get rid of her once and for all.

Smaug turned around. He was going to leave her to fall to her death,
"Help!" Cinder called from behind. He ignored her, "help me!" She called again. She kept calling and calling and made yelping sounds. Smaug stopped. He turned and looked at her. He saw her terrified face. She repeatedly called his name. He made his decision.