It has been 4 days since you hatched. Of course you really haven't changed anymore. You're still a red and yellow two-legged dragon. Max got your leash and clipped it on your collar and took you outside. It was time for your walk. You saw some people look at you a bit. You thought about how much they must envy you. You are a dragon but more importantly you are an animal and the pet of Max. You are loving your new existence as just a little dragon pet. As just an animal. You still couldn't read and really can't understand what any human is saying. Human language is not for you apparently; a little dragon. You pottied outside and did not care if anybody was watching. He loved how the sun and the wind feels against your scales. How the ground feels under your feet. As before it feels so liberating to be naked outside; be naked all the time. You know that being a dragon clothing was not for a animal like you. Max stopped and sat down on a bench and you hopped up and sat next to him. Max scratch the top of your head like he would a dog and you went let out a kind of almost purring noise of contentment. You are an animal through and through; just a dumb little animal. You know in your heart you don't want to be any more than what you are now. You had a few days wondered why you became this and reality changed so you've always been a little dragon pet. But you decided that it didn't matter why. This is the way you were always supposed to be. You are always supposed to be a little two-legged dragon. A pet dragon. Just an animal. As you sat there with Max you caught sight of a man and a woman that used to be your parents; but now never were because you are a dragon and always have been. They really paid you no mind walking on by. And why should they? you never were their a kid because you are a dragon and always have been. And by the fact you don't see a kid with them you have to question if they even had a kid. But you weren't sadden at all because you did notice they seem to be carrying an egg. I was about as large as the egg you have from which made you have to wonder what will the dragon that's going to hatch from that's going to look like. You kind of felt happy for them because he realized they were going to have a little dragon of their own. You may even get to play with that dragon too. Max got up and said something that you had been able to identify as your name; you knew the sound was associated to you but you didn't know what the word was of course. You hopped off the bench and you two are off again. [God I love being a dragon and the pet of Max.] You thought really happy.