You are the adoptive father of a baby dragon that you found a few days ago,you named him Morax and you kept him in your home, sending him to school,raising him and you always told off those who commented about his horns and tail.

Today you were in your house cooking food when your son came in running to you.

"D-Dad...why do kids not like my horns..?" He asked,his golden eyes looking up at you as his tail swished.