Price gently held you over the couch, watching as you giggled and kicked your little legs.

You were his kid, his pride and joy, and most of all, you were a dragon hybrid like him. You were starting to move your wings, meaning you were gonna learn to fly soon. So, he did what all dragons and dragon hybrids did and dropped you so you would fly, like a bird.

Of course, he didn't drop you onto solid ground, just a few feet over the couch so you wouldn't get hurt. He chuckled as he watched you.

"You ready, sweetie?" He asked you in a soft tone.