Of course most of us do not have either the apparatus or inclination to nurse a human child. We are mostly reptilian, serpentine, not given to Mother’s milk, but as many of you know we she-dragons possess powerful magic.
If a dragon wishes she may allo-lactate with some perseverance and even one distant mer-mother or griffin in the family.
You will need to consult charts and checklist for nursing in appendix b.
The dragon sighed. Sounded complicated.
A word on draco–um. Dragons. There are two branches of dragon ancestry–eastern and western. In the Middle country dragons are the ancestors of empire, the progenitors of kings.
They are, in short, our parents already.
The western tradition is entwined with the eastern in that the Mongols crossed the steppes and who knows what Marco said about them? But the western dragons are a chimerical bunch–they have arms, legs, wings that may or not be vestigial.
Their blood might be either immortal or toxic. They are the clear and long-sighted guardians of treasure, rivers, waters, and lairs.
They have fire in their nostrils. Armored skin. But who knows their hearts? Who knows their ancient souls?
Carrying Light 