That night, Chief Fentin called a meeting again. I wasn't there. I called Dramin and told him my plan. "They shouldn't have weapons, so it will be safe." Ok, it would be funny to see their faces. He agreed. So we did it. I flew in on his back, then slipped in to see what they were talking about. it was about finding wild dragons.

 Suddenly, there was a large cracking sound. The roof was torn off the Great Hall. Dramin landed in the middle of the room. I had slipped the bar over the door so they couldn't leave. Then I walked up to Dramin and turned to everyone. They stopped screaming.

"My name is Brunt, and you were all wrong. I'm not dead, and neither is my mom. Also, you can train dragons. Goodbye." Then I jumped onto Dramin's back and flew off into the night.

I loved watching their faces when I walked up to him, and when I climbed on his back. They were shocked. It was hilarious. I had a hard time trying not to burst into laughter. It was even harder not to smile even a little bit. Now that I was gone, I could laugh all I wanted. I decided to lay low for a while so I went to my mom's dragon haven. I had to disappear for a bit. Maybe a few years this time.

A/N Thanks so much for reading this story, and I appreciate the views. I am also writing another dragon book (not related to this), A Dragon Prophesy. Sorry that this chapter was short, and so was the whole book. May the Force be with you.