Ownership

Okay, Lucy, just stay calm and don't make any sudden movements. Just slowly, slowly inch your way back towards the house. It doesn't look like they've noticed you yet. Lucy thought to herself as her breath caught in her throat. She gripped the rope, that had her pet bull, Taurus, on the other end, with an iron grip, not wanting to risk him getting separated from her. Because all over her field, was a herd of scaly dragons. And like she had thought, it didn't appear that they had noticed her quite yet, and she hoped to escape to the small little farm house she was renting before they did happen to see her.

She had noticed that Taurus hadn't been in his stall (which was next to Leo's—her tame, pet Lion) and had instantly assumed that he was out in the fields, him always escaping there in hopes of seeing any of her neighbor's female cows. Her assumption had been correct and she had tied the rope to his leather neck-harness, scolding him for wandering off without warning her. The bull had affectionately nuzzled his snout to her breast, making her shake her head with a giggle and smacking him lightly on the shoulder.

But on their trek back to the house, quick moving shadows had passed in front of the sun, surprising her since there wasn't a single cloud in the sky that day. Then she had heard the loud thumbs of something hitting the grass, turning to see that there were, in fact, five dragons standing in her field. When she had began renting the house, the landlady had warned her that Dragons were quite common around those parts. But Lucy had shook off the warning, assuming that the idea of them landing anywhere near her house was as likely as her head sprouting wings and flying off of her body. Clearly, she had been wrong.

She had heard stories of the creatures, knowing that not all meant harm to humans and that they were actually quite majestic creatures. But she didn't want to stick around and find out if these were Puff the Magic Dragon's buddies (A.N. It's an old song that my uncle used to play for me—look it up!). Taurus was cooperating as usual, taking slow and steady steps alongside her, but she could tell that he was trying to get her behind him since he was taking far slower steps than her. Damn her animals and their protectiveness, she loved them and didn't want any harm to befall on them, but they all had the tendency to linger close to her whenever she went out, and protective from any danger whatsoever. Taurus and Leo mostly. Aquarius, her pet piranha, was the only one that seemed to loathe her with a passion, nearly taking her fingers off whenever Lucy tries to feed her or clean the tank.

She could hear the commotion coming from the barn, all the animals most likely having heard, smelt or sensed the Dragon's presence, and were trying to break free. She couldn't have that happening. She didn't want to risk them getting out and setting the Dragon's off, since the creatures were well known for snatching cows and livestock from farmer's fields.

Just then, her ankle caught on something and she tumbled back, muffling her surprised shriek by tightening her lips together. Instead of hitting the ground, her head and back smacked against something hard and … scaly. Her eyes widened as she shifted her gaze to look to her side without turning her head, seeing that she had, in fact, fallen against the side of a dragon. It was lying down on its stomach, its tail curled out in front of it slightly and she put together that she had tripped over the limb. She swore her heart stopped beating in her chest as her limbs froze and tensed up, a cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

But the dragon wasn't paying her any mind. Its focus was on Taurus, whose rope had slipped out of her hand during her fall, who was having a face off against the beast. The scaly monster stared at the bull with half lidded green eyes, seemingly bored or just disinterested. Lucy's heart, yet again, seemed to stop when the dragon lifted one of its giant paws, three of its taloned fingers curled into its palm while one claw stayed out. She swore that Taurus was going to be ended right there and then, but instead of being sliced open like she thought, the dragon had merely nudged the bull's side, making him tumble onto his side in a flail of limbs.

Lucy snapped out of her terrified trance and immediately became defensively angers, jumping to her feet and running towards Taurus, stepping in front of the fallen animal.

"Hey! Leave Taurus alone, you jerk!" she growled at the beast, completely forgetting that it could end her life with one swipe of its claws. She glared at it in the eyes, finally taking note of its appearance.

The dragon was covered in pale red scales, almost pink, but slightly too dark, with a white underbelly. The green iris's held … amusement with its slitted pupils narrowing in on her, and over all, it was big. She wanted to say the size of an elephant, but she could tell by the stubby legs that it wasn't that tall, and reasoned that a giant ass crocodile suited the description better.

Lucy's eyes widen in surprise when the dragon merely closed its eyes and its body shook, puffs of air coming out of its nose. It was laughing.

"What are you laughing at, you overgrown lizard?" she snarled. At this point, she didn't care if this creature could kill her. It had touched Taurus, and could have possibly hurt him, and she wasn't going to stand by and just watch as this … salamander bullied her bull. Her little insult stopped his laughter instantly (Lucy assuming that by the deep tone of the rumbles coming from his throat, he was male) and snapped his head up, glaring at her. He eased his head closer to her, obviously trying to intimidate the blonde, but instead of rearing back and away like any sane person would, she glared right back at him and leaned her own head towards his.

His head was about the size of her body from the waist up; Lucy took note of as she leaned over his snout to be inches away from his eyes. And they just stared at each other for what felt like minutes, but she was sure that it was only a few seconds. It was definitely a male. Not that she was an expert on dragons or anything, but the shape of his face and the bulkiness of his body just screamed male. And his eyes were just … so piercingly green as he stared into her own brown orbs. They both had lost the threatening vibe and were now just having a stare-down.

She couldn't explain it, but his eyes were just entrancing. Like a snakes. They had such depth to them and she couldn't help but think of them as pretty. Black speckled around his slit pupil and a pale gold speckled around his outer iris, really putting emphasis on the green. And they actually held emotion; and they were kind of confusing her. There was curiosity and wonder in his orbs, but also fascination and … that could actually be admiration, could it? What could it be admiring about her?

But the intense atmosphere was broken when a roar filled the air, not a dragon's but a lions. Lucy reared back her head, her butt bumping against Taurus who had finally managed to stand up again. She looked around the dragon and saw Leo charging for the field, his eyes on the red dragon in front of her. The dragon turned its head slowly, almost lazily, just staring as Leo ran down the path and was getting closer and closer to the field.

And then, all the dragons took off, the one in front of her causing a large gust of wind and knocking her back a few steps, Taurus having yet again been knocked off his feet and rolled a bit backwards. Leo finally made it, but it was too late, the dragons having lifted into the air. The lion skidded to a halt in front of Lucy, snarling up at the sky. Lucy looked up and saw that the herd was disappearing in the distance … except for the red one, who was hovering high above her, staring down at her with the still piercingly green eyes. It let out a roar then, a roar that she could feel vibrate through her body and caused shivers to rattle down her spine, before taking off after the rest of the herd.

Even after he had disappeared in the distance, she continued to stare in the direction, ignoring Leo's purrs and affectionate nuzzlings against her stomach, hips and chest. Even though she had only shared that moment with the dragon for only a few minutes, she felt a little sad that he was gone—which was absolute ludicrous! Lucy shook herself out of her daze and patted Leo and Taurus' heads, ordering them to follow after her to the barn and to get back into their stalls.

This. Will. Continue. I promise. I thought this up a while ago and just remembered I wanted to write it down. :D To be continued!