A Pause.
?After some lessons, the dragoness decided to join in my quest and guide me to where she saw the idea of dragon for the last time before his disappearing. I felt thirsty and the boobs of that fully developed pregnant dragoness were just begging to be sucked, I couldn't stop looking. She noticed.
Is there anything wrong? - she asked.
I'm thirsty... - I answered.
The idea of dragoness squated down to my level and approached me to her breasts and I instantly opened my muzzle.
I was eager for some of her motherly liquid and she was eager to share it with me. I sucked on her breast happily; we gave a pause on the quest. The taste was wonderful, perfect like her, something beyond words of my imperfect vocabulary. At north, we could see another gate and, at west, we could see some other animal ideas.
We were here and, all of sudden... - the idea of dragoness took a pause. - a little turtle babyfur using a weird kind of laser gun shot against us. I could flee, but the idea of dragon decided to stay and fight the turtle babyfur. He got shot and was put to sleep. That was when the turtle took him to beyond the gate, to the Sensible Reality.
I wasn't paying attention; satisfying my thirst with that sweet "ideal milk" was something really good, enough to make my other senses malfunction, causing my tongue to be more sensible to the taste. She pointed to the gate. The Ideal World doesn't spin like Earth, só half of it experiences eternal morning and the other half is plunged into deep darkness.
The wind blew, it was afternoon in that place. Why a cub would want to have the ideas?