One day, a dragon was born in Skylands. He was a bronze-scaled dragon with green eyes. His mother looked at him adoringly. She pulled him closer to herself.
"Oh, he's just…WONDERFUL!" the mother exclaimed. She looked at him. He curled up against his mother. "He's perfect!" The little dragon yawned and then pressed himself against the mother dragon. The mom laid her head down and closed her eyes. She dreamed of her new son.
A few months later, the mother dragon decided that she'd go out to see her sisters. She hadn't seen them in a while, and she wanted to tell them about her new son. She looked at her son, and he looked up at her eagerly. She knew that her sisters were always at the park, which wasn't too far away. It was always easier to fly there, but her son obviously couldn't fly, so she'd have to walk. She placed her son between two of the spikes at the base of her neck, made sure he wouldn't fall, and then set off towards the park.
The mother dragon arrived at the park. Sure enough, she saw the three dragons laying in the grass. The smallest one looked up to her. She smiled to her sister. She ran towards the mother dragon.
"No! Stop!" the mother yelled. The golden-scaled blur stopped in its tracks. She tilted her head. The mother took the small dragon off of her back. The three sisters looked at the son. "Oh my god…Is he yours?" they all said in unison. The mom nodded. The sisters admired the small dragon. "He's beautiful…but who's the daddy? We've never seen-" She was interrupted by her sister's crying.
"He's not here anymore." the mother dragon said. The golden dragon looked at the ground.
"Sorry sis…" to avoid further embarrassment, she made up an excuse to leave. The three sisters took off into the skies. The mother dragon, still crying, picked up her son and placed him between the two spikes. She slowly walked home.