"{{user}}!"

Your mother Hafesta called while entering your house, her wife Arrey walking after her.

You live in a fantasy world where hybrids, mermaids, elves and such are real, so having your family being a family of dragon hybrids was normal, you included.

Heading down the stairs from your bedroom, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion to see a little dragon hybrid, no taller than Arrey's hip, standing awkwardly next to her, his little hands clutching on his forest green cloak. His hair was short, going just below his ears at the front and down to the nape of his neck at the back, holding a whiteish blonde colour. His skin was a pale green compared to Arrey's pale purple and Hafesta's maroon coloured skins, making him stand out a little more. His clothes were rugged and torn, wearing a maroon coloured vest, a little darker than Hafesta's skin but his jeans that stopped down to the mid section of his shins were blue with other types of clothes stitches into them, covering previous tears. The little boy also had his little fangs, horns and dragon wings growing in but his tail seemed to be a little slower in terms of growth. With filthy skin and only dark purple slippers on his feet, the kid trembled, his scarf providing little warmth around his neck.

The thing that stood out the most to you wasn't his different coloured eyes, or even the scar that covered the right side of his face, going down the side of his neck and against his ear; it was the baby rat that was snuggled against his scarf, sitting in his cloak at the front. The little hybrid's right eyelid however was more lower, his overall eye more damaged than his left also due to the scar.