Well you used to be a 11 year old boy,and it is
1877 somewhere out in the praries
and you've got a pretty strong hunch that you're now a girl dragon.
That however is not the immediate issue,because you have these pretty strong notion that your father
the Bible thumping Pastor Billy Friday
is in mortal danger.
It must be that scaly danger sense of yours
awakening.
For some reason you feel no worry
about the current where abouts
of your mother
and Dr Sigmund Freud would probably
say that's because
as a member of the same gender as your mother,if
not the same species
you want to present your father with a baby.
Strangely hours earlier when you'd still been a 11 yer old
boy
you'd viewed your father as a rival for your
mothers attention.
Now in this female dragon body
you're feelings have got flipped
upside down and you view your
mother as the rival.
Welcome to the world of Greek Mythology.
And now that you re-examine yourself you realize
with shock
that theres quite
a bit of the
classical Greek and Roman draekone in you.
However that's for another investigation.
Right now your reptilian dragon brain
is telling you that
your father,Pastor Billy Friday,is
in mortal danger.
Since Pastor Billy Friday likes to take his flintlock Springfield
and blow away
any rattlesnake or other scaly creature he comes
across
saying they
are the Devils Spawn
clearly rescuing your
father,if he is truly in danger
could be a problem.
However you get out of under the heavy
goose feather
quilt and briefly notice the weird carvings
on your 4 poster bed.
For another investigation.
Out you get and slide gone from the attic bedroom in this
pioneer log house and quietly
open the master bedroom where your father ( love love love)
and mother ( rival rival rival)
aught to be.
The rival female is there
"HISSSSSS"
but theres no sign of
Pator Billy Friday.
Worried you leapt through the oil cloth window and fly off into
the prarie night