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I wasn't actually intending to upload this chapter yet and I've edited it a couple of times due to formatting and spelling mistakes. This is the second part of the Farm Dragon series which is based on the Dragon Ranch series by Ausfer. Although it is not needed to enjoy this story, I encourage you to read their story first. https://www.sofurry.com/view/224981

I also think you would get a greater experience by reading part one before part two.

I hope you like the story and let it snow... I'm sorry.

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Roused by the light creeping into her new bedroom, Dawn had opened her eyes much too quickly. The customary green hue caused by her eyelids blinded her as she tried to get her bearings.

She had always found sleep difficult with any type of light in the room, but she especially loathed sunlight and decided to let out a joking hiss at her moth eaten curtains in a bid to convince her non-existent audience that she was a vampire or something.

When her senses normalised she might have thought the holes looked like stars, but the notion was lost as she added another item to the mile long mental “to do" list of stuff that needed sorting in her farm.

Although Dawn felt relaxed from the sleep, her muscles were pretty stiff and ached in places.

“Freezer dragon sex will probably do that to you though" She inwardly chuckled.

The day before, Dawn had moved into a small holdings farm she had inherited from a friend of her family. It just appeared to come with it's own rather hungry dragon and with one event chaining to the next… Found the dragon really liked “cuddles".

It had hugged her after their romp when she tried to leave, but with their weight difference, had found herself pinned for about an hour or so.

When Dawn finally extricated herself from his sleeping bulk, she had somehow found her way back to bed.

Having had recount the events from the previous night to herself, her body decided to “back up" what had happened with a trickle of liquid leaving her nethers. It took Dawn a moment to realise what had happened, but was aware of the less glamorous side of having someone, or in this case something cum inside you. It didn't always stay there and could take its time to come out after liquefying.

Dawn was glad that it didn't happen later when she intended to be at the shops in town.

Her body gnawed at her slightly how unstimulated it felt, but only gave herself a couple of cursory rubs along her folds with more of an intention to get rid of moisture than full pleasure.

Time had not been kind to her that morning. Breakfast was eaten closer to lunch time and it wasn't until mid afternoon that she had managed to get into the town centre. Dawn had looked in on the dragon, but he was still asleep.

She also had an annoying ear worm of a song caught in her head because “the cold didn't bother him anyway"... She cursed as it invaded her thoughts again.

Food shopping had been ordered, supplies ordered, shops had been browsed (even finding a nice vintage clothes shop), impulse purchases made, dinner ate, new tools bought, curtains acquired, charity shops invaded, let it go, let it go, he is one with the wind and snow…

The last stop for the day was the bookshops to aid in her self teaching. Unfortunately Dawn managed to arrive at the first one just after closing time and guessed that the same luck would be had with the rest.

It wasn't a big deal as she could look things up online. She just wouldn't have the same type of structured learn she liked and would need to cross problems when she came to them, rather than have any forewarning. There was also just something about the tactile nature of books that was “right" and physically real, much like the farm work. The double entendre of needing something physical pressed into her mind against the song stuck there, but she was unable to come up with anything witty to combine the two.

To save herself the trouble of preparing a meal at home, Dawn purchased a sandwich from a newsagent a little further along the road. As she left however, she found that it was opposite the town's library and felt silly about forgetting the option. Dawn guessed that somewhere inside herself, she didn't like the idea of having to return books. She also would have to face the problem of keeping them clean from the all consuming mud of the farm.

Regardless, Dawn headed inside. The foyer proudly displayed that the library had received a lot of money from Lottery funding for “modernisation". For Dawn this translated to the few hundred year old exterior really not matching the inside, sterile white walls and garish red & blue school carpets arranged with lots of semi-circles because apparently modern meant that corners were the devil.

The referential section was up a beautiful marble staircase and Dawn was thankful that the scheme had only partially infiltrated this part of the library. It didn't take long for her to find books on farming. She had used the numbering system a lot when she was at school and university, navigating it with ease, picking up three books she felt would do the job. “Small holdings for dummies", “Plot planning: A land owner's companion" and “Farming in the suburbs".

Dawn had registered on the way into the library and had been told by the assistant that for new adult members she could borrow nine books. It made sense to get a book on dragon care until she knew what to do about him, but as hard as she searched she couldn't find anything on the care component. Plenty on dragons in general, so she added “Dragon types from around the world" & “Dragons inside and out: An anatomical guide" to her hand before finishing it off with a book on animals if she wanted to go that route, a novel for some downtime and British bird & butterfly books as it would be nice to identify some of the wildlife that visits.

Dawn returned to the assistant she had registered with earlier.

“Hello again Dawn, did you find everything you were looking for" with all the joviality and politeness you'd hope from someone in a customer service position.

“Hi, I think so" not really sounding convincing.

“Some interesting books, I can't say I've looked at any of them before" still scanning and stamping the return dates.

Dawn wasn't really looking for a conversation, but guessed it was unavoidable. “Yeah, I've just acquired my own farm. Slow day today?"

“Yes, I've got another three hours before I finish unfortunately. What do you farm?"

Failing to divert the conversation from herself, Dawn inwardly sighed “I haven't decided yet. It's why I'm borrowing these. I have enough money to last me for a while, but I need to get it producing something before I run out".

Picking up Dragons from around the world “and you're considering farming dragons?" a quizzical laugh leaving him.

“Err… not really. That's just some personal reading to be honest… for a friend" again not really convincing, but she didn't feel she could say the real reason. Having to justify to… looking at his name badge, James, Bugged her a little. “Actually, there was a subject I was looking for. How to look after dragons or something in that area, like dragon care?".

James had already finished processing the books, but seemed to light up at the prospect of keeping someone to talk to. “Well I think the idea of a dragon farm would be pretty cool. Really good looking creatures."

“Actually, I think you might be right" It would mean that Dawn could maybe keep the Dragon if it didn't have an owner “But what can you get from them that would be saleable? Otherwise I would give it a go".

James sucked in through his teeth “I don't know about any product really other than dragons themselves. They can be trained and rode for various reasons" he gets momentarily distracted by the computer in front of himself, clicks the mouse a few times and hits the enter key “I've got a friend over in Wales making a go of being a breeder of the local varieties".

“How is that working for him?" Dawns asks.

“Mixed results really. From what I understand he can go long periods without a sale and has been exploring options to supplement his income. Anyway, I should probably tell you about the search results".

She had almost forgotten the subject of dragon care and listened to what James had to say “There isn't anything in our local catalogue. National index has some in Whitby library, but they are on loan for a month minimum. We would need to pay and get approval to get anything else in".

Not the news she wanted to hear “Damn" was all she could come up with.

After a moment a smile started to creep across James's face “I do have an idea though, but it'll cost you".

Dawn could see a thought had bubbled up within him that was causing no small measure of excitement for himself. Dawn let out a sigh figuring it was only money “How much and what is it?".

“Well. Let's say you can owe me a meal and you'll have to give me your contact details to find out" Looking hopeful.

It seemed to Dawn that she had made another unexpected friend. James hadn't really flirted with her at any point which was to his credit. It was also good that he was human and hadn't started out fellating her hand like a certain dragon. Wait, the dragon. Dawn cursed. It had been locked in the freezer all day. Dawn gathered up her things gave a hasty thanks and goodbye to James. Tried to think of a structured reason. Failed. Had almost forgotten the books. Scribbled her address for him and left.

It had been as Dawn had feared and a yowling noise filled the area of the small holding, the source being the freezer. No time was wasted between the front gate screeching to a close and getting the poor devil out. She had the foresight to dodge out the way as a white blur of dragon flew out and a red tail tuft visibly disappeared around the corner into the orchard. The speed the dragon had left would have surely sent her flying into a nearby hedge.

Dawn dropped her belongings into the house while the dragon was taking care of what he needed to, but then a little bit of reality sank in. She had just released a large apex predator into her farm that could very well be considered his territory. Her worry for the creature had been based on caring about animals and a brief encounter that potentially could have turned out rather differently.

What was she going to do? Dawn's brain didn't want to function. She scrabbled through her bags to find her phone, but couldn't find it. Panic. Maybe defend herself? With what? Wouldn't that threaten him if she looked like she would attack? Hide? She was running out of time. She needed to buy time to think properly. To get out. Away from the farm. Yes.

Dawn opened the door carefully, so as to draw as little attention as she could and see if the dragon had come back. There was no sign of him, so it seemed as good as any time to very calmly and quickly walk around the building to leave.

The main obstacle was going to be the squeaky gate, if it wasn't for the dragon already sat in the way. “Shit" Dawn froze. He had anticipated her movement and cut her off. He didn't appear threatening, rather more quizzical, almost like gears visibly turning and causing the merest tilt of his head as animals tend to do. He actually looked rather adorable, but reminded herself that she should probably leave.

Unfixing herself from where she'd been rooted, she took a couple of cautious steps backwards. The dragon moved towards her, head low and giving an almost sideways gaze. This was certainly enough to panic Dawn into moving faster. Too fast or too hasty Dawn lost her footing to the muddy quagmire of the yard. The sensation of having her feet fly up in front of herself flashed images of cartoon characters slipping over before her eyes and then she landed squarely on her back with a flop, completing the comedy scene. When a draconic head appeared and started sniffing all around her, all Dawn could do was laugh.

He wasn't going to hurt her, she looked like she was a chocolate person and after seeing that she wasn't hurt the dragon decided that it must be some sort of game. She just laughed herself close to tears as the Dragon just pranced around her, splattering her with more mud.

The dragon remained out of reach as Dawn mocked at grabbing him. After about the 5th feint the dragon flopped and rolled around, gaining his own chocolaty coating. Dawn was too mired down to get to him and opted to throw a few wet clods of mud at him. The moment the first clod splattered against the dragon, he was up and over to her and then she was sat on.

It seemed that despite how dirty the boy was and how dirty his paws were. He didn't appear to like to be made muckier than he had to be and Dawn had apparently earned a time-out. This would have been fine if he wasn't the same sort of weight as a horse or probably a bit less due to his bird-like bones. Still he was a solid creature.

Time passed and Dawn could feel the moisture from the mud crinkle her finger tips and despite the warmth of a dragon butt above herself. The coolness from below her had permeated into her joints and her body ached. In her mind the dragon must have thought that she was the best seat in the yard. He'd watched clouds, nearby birds in the trees, tried to locate a creaking noise. Dawn had tried bargaining and reasoning with the dragon, pushing him off, talking, asking nicely, etc. None of it seemed to work. The dragon would respond with a strange “Sqwaar" noise in answer when she spoke to it, so at least it didn't seem like a one sided conversation.

Her latest plan to wiggle out sideways seemed to be working as a little of the pressure on her seemed to be subsiding. “Just let me keep doing this plea…".

“Swaaar" right on queue he repositioned himself back atop Dawn, facing her more and let out a “chuff" in amusement.

Dawn wasn't going to stand it any longer. “Aaaarrrgggh!" flailing, kicking and screaming. She had a proper tantrum under the creature and although he still didn't move from her, the shock was apparent in his eyes.

As the dragon was facing her, so too was his underside. Dawn remembered the battering she'd received when she “played" keep away the previous night. The sheath was right in front and she was angry “Fuck consequence" and without a second thought reached and grabbed.

The dragon didn't make a noise. The manoeuvre of leaping higher than anything Dawn could have imagined robbed the poor male of that right. Dawn was on her feet and ready for action way before he landed.

When he did though, there was an unmistakable air of hurt and shock pictured in his body language. Dawn felt awful, but in her heightened state also felt she had to follow through.

“You can give me innocent puppy eyes all you want, but you've made me cold, wet and VERY muddy!" was enough to make him visibly shrink on the spot and break eye contact. The dragon also started to inch away in the direction of the freezer.

“... Don't you dare think about running away. Here I was thinking that you were some sort of… of… thing! That might be able to hurt me and you're a flipping wuss!" Dawn had backed the dragon as far as he could go and apparently didn't know where to look as she shook a finger at him.

“What is it with sitting on me! I don't mind the contact, I really don't, but can you not do it for silly amounts of time or in mud and water… or in a freezer for that matter? I… I... " Dawn couldn't continue the rant much longer and had been defeated. If for no other reason than The dragon, after watching her hand, had started licking and suckling from the finger she'd pointed at him “...want to keep you with me".

Dawn let out a long sigh as he exuberantly removed the dirt from her. It felt really nice. Too nice. As The dragon's tongue slipped in and out of her digits, the still fresh memories from the previous night flashed into her mind.

“I must be mad" She murmured as arousal began to spread within herself. He'd spent a long time on her hand until he moved to her arm. Dawn giggled as his slick tongue slid under her armpit and crossed her neck, being a little bit ticklish.

The dragon gave a vain attempt to remove Dawn's top which was also caked in mud. Nudged to the floor once more, the most that he managed to do was get his nose under the bottom to expose her stomach to the elements, his breath and a tongue to her bellybutton. She was impressed that he'd figured how the top would come off, but just lacked the physical dexterity to achieve the task.

“Alright, alright" Removing her upper trappings. The dragon set to work immediately cleaning and massaging her body with his mouth. No spot was left unclean as her torso was explored over and over. In humour Dawn thought to sell dragon tongue baths, but decided it was something she wanted to keep to herself. The dragon had become interested in Dawn's boobs and she couldn't complain. It felt nice as he ran his tongue around the contours of her breasts, over her areola and nipples.

As he licked along her breast bone, Dawn pressed her boobs around the exploratory appendage. The dragon certainly seemed to enjoy the new pillowy feeling encompassing his tongue. He continually threaded it between her boobs and she tried her best to move in time, which didn't quite work. She also considered trying to get the tip of his tongue in her mouth to suck on, but didn't feel quite right with the idea at that moment.

Dawn's upper body clean and breasts very clean of mud. The dragon attempted to remove her trousers. As horny as Dawn felt, she already felt rather exposed outside and decided that the best course of action was to at least move to the path by the front door of the house at the very least.

An assertive “Stop" was thankfully what it took to make him do so and a “na-ha" when he tried to pull her trousers a second time. Dawn had risen to her feet and made her way towards the corner before motioning for The dragon to come with her, but whatever encouragement she gave seemed to go misunderstood or refused via ignorance. Dawn still had a lot to learn about this guy. Returning to him and applying a few nudges of her own and handling him in the correct direction got the desired result of The dragon walking with her.

Dawn sat herself on the lowest stair to the orchard given that they were long and small. Afforded the little bit of privacy from this location, Dawn removed her lower garments and threw them to the side. Dutifully The dragon began licking her. Starting at her shapely hips and working downward. The deep attention given to her buttocks tantalised through to her core, but with the area clean The dragon just sat back to look at her.

Dawn rolled her eyes “Are you really that clueless?".

Opening her legs to display how wet she was for him also didn't move him physically toward herself. Not until she started rubbing her slickened folds that is. The dragon showed resistance, but was losing it as he looked from Dawn's face & snatch, scootching in anticipation and licking his lips. The dragon's member also started to make an appearance, peaking from its sheath. Turning to be on her knees, she continued to stroke herself. Sadly for Dawn despite the anticipation for both parties. The dragon didn't advance, but had started making a distressed “Whimper" sound.

Unsated Dawn went back to sitting and idly played with herself to keep stimulated “Maybe you aren't clueless and actually want a show or something. You can do what you want to me. It's okay. Umm…? fuck me?" There must be some way to get him to do me, she thought. “Please?".

There was only one thing that Dawn could think of, short of pulling The dragon on top of her. Her hand was pretty saturated and in a fluid motion Dawn moved closer to her hopefully soon to be lover. She rubbed The dragon's snout getting as much of her own fluid and smell into his nostrils as she could.

The pheromone hit was too much for The dragon to handle. Tongue darted to coil around fingers and across her palm. She guided his head to the source. Dawn witnessed all restraint striped from his character to leave lust. Lust for her. There wouldn't be any stopping him even if she wanted to. Dawn didn't want to. The oral speed and resolve applied to her feminine parts already caused them to flutter several times. Small crests hinting at the finale to come.

As Dawn squirmed she spotted The dragon's cock rising up from his sheath like Nessie rising from the Loch before it disappeared from her sight once again. It was broadly tapered and had a small frill around the end, three light patterned ridges on each side and a bulbous base. It was no wonder now why it had felt so nice the previous night. A penis with those features almost seemed like it was designed for pleasure and breeding. “Breeding…?".

Dawn hadn't been able to count how many times she had peaked. Her last spasms almost arrived before the previous had finished.

Creating a barrier between her pussy and his tongue was a regrettable action, but necessary. With the pause Dawn had become very aware of palpitations in her heart as it skipped some beats. The warmth ran through her face and blood pumped in her ears, leaving her light headed. The dragon jostled her to further the oral session, but stopped when he realised her actions.

Back on all-fours, Dawn was ready to have him on her and not in the “sat on" variety of meaning. She could feel him looking at her and feared that his resistance had returned. Dawn could hear the creature breathing heavily. A few breaths lengths passed before she felt The dragon move over herself. His fur moist against her back and still breathing hard. Dawn waited in anticipation as The dragon made small adjustment to line his member up with her nethers. The tip catching a few times against her exposed rear end, getting ever closer. When it finally rested tip to passage, Dawn didn't know she had held her own breath in expectation. To her time almost seemed that it had stopped. There was only one thing that was going to happen next.

Forward.

The tapered end parted her wet lips. It opened her as she took the flesh that would keep her spread. The frilled head slid along her upper wall as his cock trailed its way to flatten against her cervix. One ridge, two ridges, then the third undulated her entrance and slid along her walls as they dragged pleasure inwards with them. Exhaling her words “Ohh~ Yes…" The dragon's cock filled her as she rested against the bulbous root of it. The reverse was almost as pleasant, minus the feeling of being filled. Her hips resisted the drag backwards as his dick went to leave.

It seemed the initial penetration had sobered The dragon's senses a bit. His face looked under to check on the mate about to be on his cock again. Dawn drove herself back to be full once more glad to be taken for her second time. She didn't really understand the look she was given for doing it, but Dawn appreciated the noised exhalation she caused him. A dragon had moaned for her.

She attempted to drive herself off and then on to his member again. She wanted more, to hear him more, to have him go wild for her, but was countered. When Dawn pull forwards, The dragon moved with her preventing the amount of friction she desired.

A battle of wills ensued and considering Dawn was the one under the dragon and lodged on his cock, meant that she was at the disadvantage. To end the silent argument, The dragon gripped her shoulders and rolled both of them onto their side. Without purchase on the ground all that Dawn could do was wiggle. Vengeance was added to her mental to do list.

Being suspended against the dragon had removed him from inside her in the motion. They were going to go at the pace that he wanted.

Slickly Dawn felt her lips be spread and entered again. A quick “Good" passed Dawn's lips. “Vengeance might be... too strong I'm defi… definitely… payback" The dragon's rhythmic thrusts minced her sentence for her. It might not have been how she wanted it, but controlled the way she had, had its own perks. Dawn was definitely in his power and was his to use.

The denial he had given her served to work Dawn to what would be a greater orgasm. It seemed so far away. A stark contrast to the multiple caused by his tongue lapping against her.

As the fucking continued Dawn could hear and feel that The dragon's breath was getting more and more laboured. His grip had also reduced a little, but decided better against trying to take over for herself. The boy had done well for himself Dawn though. He also had a lot of patience, control and restraint. He had barely increased the tempo at various points and slowed in time to prevent herself from climaxing before he wanted her to. He definitely wasn't some rutting beast. It also seemed that all the while she was enjoying being stuffed, The dragon would be watching what was happening. Her face, his grip and the penetration. His ears moved to take in the sounds involuntarily escaping her.

Dawn watched with him. It was voyeuristic to see the erotic display happening between her legs. Hole moving and forming to the invader. It was porn she could actually feel. Every quake, every tremble, every contour. There was a strange mingling and disconnect in her mind between the two senses that made it difficult to look away. Riding that feeling Dawn was so, so close to cumming. She was one or two thrusts away from the point of no return and the dragon stopped. Neither moved.

Wondering what had happened Dawn searched for The dragon's face. His head was rested on the step above them so she couldn't see it. She did become aware of his breathing though. It was heavy and very laboured. The dragon was exhausted. His ears were trying to locate a sound. Car wheels were making their way up the lane in the direction of her house. It was time to stop.

Dawn attempted to leave, but in her effort to untangle herself, pressed rather forcefully back against bulbous part of the dragon's member. Any more force than the amount applied might have drove it all the way in, but Dawn's panic caught it in time. If the person in the lane was coming to visit her. Dawn really doubted she could explain why she was attached to a dragon's penis.

There were a couple of thrusts given to her that reprimed her orgasm. “Fuck!" She'd forgotten how close to the edge she was and was doing her best not to. The dragon began pressing forward and again Dawn felt the spread caused by the base of his cock. “I can't let you, sorry" wanting to betray reason by taking the creature fully. Without the energy to follow through he stopped pressing and let out a rolling “Growl". Dawn felt his cock twitching “Oh no" and a gout of fluid be delivered. She felt the liquid well inside her and moisten along his length. Shock kept her in position both because he had and the feeling of being pumped full.

Dawn looked down at the cock sticking in her. The twitching and moisture beading on her inner thigh down onto his. The sum of everything in this moment caused her own climax to wash down through her abdomen and out of her moistened gap, mixing their fluids and further wetting their thighs.

As Dawn's contractions continued a car door slammed at the front of the property causing her to jump. She un-impaled herself and finally managed to untangle herself from her draconic lover.

“...Hello? Dawn?" It was James.

Her legs were shaking and it was difficult to stand, let alone rush. Semen dripped out of her, but she couldn't worry about that now.

The front gate squeaked open. “I'm coming in. I'm here about the idea? I'm sorry if I have the wrong address" Uncertainty about where to go was evident. It was fortunate that James didn't as it brought Dawn time to deposit her underwear inside a bush to save time and wriggle back into her muddy clothes. One problem down, well kind of.

“Daaawn?" She could hear him pacing on the dry ground. Seems he didn't want to risk getting dirty yet.

“I'm here. Just give me a sec." She couldn't let him see the dragon. Dawn nudged the creature and whispered “Hey! You need to move!". She wanted to guide him back to the freezer, but all she managed to get was an audible grunt.

“Are you okay around there? James queried and Dawn cursed about.

The best way to lie was with the truth. “Err not really. I had a bit of an accident" and quickly added “Don't worry you'll see what I mean in a moment.".

Plan B. If Dawn couldn't move the dragon, then she had to make sure James didn't move around the building. She rounded the corner and there he was in a casual T-shirt, but obviously still in his work shoes and trousers. She hadn't taken in much of his appearance earlier due to the forgettability when meeting someone in a service environment. James was a fairly tall guy, very short brown hair and stubbly beard. His head was like a kiwi fruit with a face. In his hand was a thick brown envelope.

He took one look at Dawn and burst out laughing.

“I should have told you not to laugh" was Dawn's terse response.

“And then it would have been funnier because I'd be trying to stop myself" trying to regain control and failing.

James had a way of breaking through her more serious side and couldn't help smiling at the guy.

“You can guess what happened. I was trying to do something about the mud. I have some saw dust ordered to cover it up, but that'll be here next weekish". Dawn explained. “Anyway, what's in the envelope?" moving the attention away from herself.

“I'd show you if you weren't made out of chocolate" he chuckled. All Dawn could do was roll her eyes and shake her head.

“Before I show you, could we get somewhere a bit cleaner? Like in the house?".

She couldn't take James in that direction with the dragon on view, but there wasn't really a reason not to. “Er. aren't you worried about getting your clothes dirty? You could show me here?".

“I'd prefer not to, but I have clean pairs at home. We really need a flat surface to look at this though." holding up the envelope.

Dawn had been defeated “Alrighty. I have a few tools I need to get away though". And made her way toward where the dragon was hoping to have a last ditch effort to move him. It didn't happen though.

When Dawn stopped James's voice cut in causing her to jump “What is that?" She didn't expect him to follow her so quick and whipped around to face him.

“What! What's what!" maybe she could deny everything.

“The smell! It's awful!" James was coughing and trying to block his nose.

“Oh! Yes… Sorry. Something had been using the orchard as its personal toilet. I spent most the day yesterday cleaning it up. I thought it had stopped smelling, but I guess I got used to it." Dawn reasoned. The dragon had thankfully moved somewhere else. “We should go inside".

The day hadn't given Dawn a chance to have a break since she woke up that morning. After getting James settled with a cup of tea in the kitchen. She was glad to have a brief intermission while she had a quick wash and changed her clothes. Returning James was in the process of raiding the fridge.

“Sorry, I forgot to eat after I finished work." Talking around a mouthful of cocktail sausages.

“That's fine. I don't know how long that stuff has been there though" Dawn secretly delighted in the instant karma James had received from such rude behaviour.

Looking rather green James placed them in the bin “Yep. I don't recommend them".

“I've got a delivery for some fresh food coming. I've got a couple of bits here and there." Reaching into a cupboard Dawn pulled out a box of Honey Puffs. “I'll trade you for whatever has you so excited about coming here".

Before she knew it James had the cereal out of her hands and was eating it like popcorn and motioning to the envelope on the table. “I'll let you open it".

The envelope had some weight to it when Dawn picked it up. The flap hadn't been stuck and peaking inside Dawn could see a stack of paper. “Is this some sort of manuscript?"

James put on his best game show host voice “Winner, winner! Now would you be so kind as to remove the contents".

Grinning and returning her attention to the docket. “Husbandry and Care: A guide to keeping dragons by Lee Reys" After fully removing the stack of paper, Dawn flicked through a few pages and looked to James “Where did you get this from?"

A crack of embarrassment managed to slip it's way through his otherwise jovial demeanour “Well err… This is the reason I might have missed eating after work.

“And still in your work clothes" Dawn added.

“Yes, and that. Anyway! After I'd got home I phoned up Lee. My friend with the dragons in Wales. That there…" Pointing to the manuscript “...Is one of his potential side earners. He wanted me to help out, but I've been busy doing other things for the volunteer network at the library."

Dawn was unsure about being committed to something she hadn't intended to be “and you had a new friend asking about this stuff."

“Exactly!" he enthused.

Dawn wasn't sure when they had become friends, but guessed he must be. The impression she was painting of James was that that he seemed a bit of a workaholic with hundreds, if not thousands of unfinished projects waiting to burst out. A new mental note was added, Never ask James what he is working on. Dawn just knew that being his friend would see her swept away in some other shenanigans. She wanted to see where this one lead first. Even if shenanigans were fun, they could make life a little too interesting for her.

Talking it through, it seemed that she wouldn't be totally without compensation and general details pointed to an “You support me, I support you" arrangement.

The food delivery arrived, was put away and James properly fed before she tentatively agreed. She was going to try and turn this farm. Her farm. Into Her dragon farm.

James produced another envelope and gave it to Dawn “These are Lee's contact details and my address and telephone number. I'd have given you mine anyway, but Lee didn't want his given unless you wanted to help." Which made sense to Dawn “He'd like to hear from you and offer any help that he can".

Business complete, the two socialised for the remains of the afternoon and into the evening. Their time together was topped of with various computer games Dawn had on her laptop. James had almost fell in the mud as he left and Dawn had to joke that it wasn't difficult becoming a chocolate person.

The gate to the property squeaked to a close and Dawn was left alone on the farm with the dragon. She didn't doubt that he was on the farm somewhere, but not exactly where. Thankfully he hadn't made an appearance as James left and things had gone smoothly.

It was obvious that the dragon wasn't in the common areas or the house and inspecting the orchard revealed his leavings from earlier in the day that Dawn would need to clean up… later.

There wasn't any sign of him in the tools area and she wondered if there was any way he could have let himself back into the walk-in freezer. From the scratches that had been left there before Dawn initially came to the farm it was obvious that The dragon had been trying to get into the food for a while, but could he have figured it out by seeing her open it once?

The answer was yes, but the sight that greeted her wasn't a good one.

He was asleep, balled up in a corner and his breath was laboured. With how thin and dirty his fur seemed, how could she have not realised something was wrong sooner? One thing was for sure though. The dragon wasn't well.

To Be Continued...

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As I said before the story I wasn't going to upload this just yet. The reason being is that this story has been a pretty organic process and although I have tend to have an idea where things are going to go. I didn't this time though or what is about to happen. As a result I had to keep writing... I really hate my brain sometimes and damn you cliffhangers >.=.<

I don't want to give spoilers, but I'm in pieces over what has happened, which is all I'm saying.

Either way, I had more fun writing this than the last chapter even if it might have suffered grammatically.

I've been really happy with the reaction of the first part and didn't expect it to be so well received. Thank you for reading, I hope you liked this story and continue to do so in the next chapters.

~Lurky