After a few hours, the young dragon was awakened by someone’s nuzzle rubbing on his face. When he looked at who it was, he became filled with joy as he realized that Tannihn was still alive, and in good shape. He looked at himself and saw that he was not hurt anymore. He got up.
«But... How?» he asked.
«Look over there» his friend told him, pointing his muzzle to the left.
Firrothe saw the dragon. He was bigger than them, red scaled. He smiled at them.
«You’re lucky I arrived in time to stop the bleeding and heal you.»
«How did you bring us back?» Firrothe asked.
«Well, you weren’t dead, even though your wounds were pretty bad. First I pulled you to the lake and let your wounds get better, and then I licked them clean. You’ll be left with big scars though.»
Indeed, their scars would be wide and impressive. They looked like that had fought a hundred wars. The two friends stared at each other, happy that their lives weren’t over, the dragon hoped to live it fully in the future.
«So... I didn’t introduce myself. My name is Felmyr.»
«I’m Firrothe, glad to finally meet you.»
«I am Tannihn. We owe you big.»
Firrothe took a more serious tone and exposed the matter to the dragon.
«We came all the way here to find you. We’ve been sent to you by humans to...»
«Humans?», Felmyr interrupted, «I am done with them. They sent me in exile here.»
«They said they forgive you.» he insisted.
The red dragon’s face showed concern, and he also looked curious.
«It must be serious I guess... What’s the matter?»
«They gave me as mission to find a female dragon to breed and repopulate the world. But we didn’t see any and they told us you’d know where to find one.»
«Females...», Felmyr thought loud, «They disappeared, they’ve gone. It’s hopeless.»
«It’s not!» Firrothe said, «The world is not made of a few forests and one mountain, I don’t know how big it is but there must be one somewhere!»
«You think I haven’t searched? I’ve tried to help with the future of this world, but females... Now that’s something to put down in a history book.»
Tannihn approached and tried to reason him.
«Please come with us to the humans, all together we’ll find a solution.»
Felmyr couldn’t seem to find anything to answer, and sighed. He sat, looked at the two fellows and thought for a moment, showing a diversity of expressions on his face in the process. Firrothe and Tannihn waited, sitting as well.
«I...» the dragon began, «I don’t know... Can we wait until tomorrow? I’ll make my mind up.»
He led them to a safe place where predators would not see them, a cave that Felmyr had found around the mountain. The sun set quickly, and the three of them went to sleep in the cave. Firrothe couldn’t help but stare at Tannihn again, watching him sleep. He closed his eyes, and tried to relax. Tannihn didn’t belong with him, he never would. He could never have him all for himself. Once he’ll have found the female to mate with, the wolf would say goodbye and go back to his pack, or find a new one. Sleep slowly came.

??Firrothe felt something touch his body. He opened his eyes and saw Tannihn, staring at him with eyes more beautiful than ever. He winked at the dragon and gestured to say «follow me». Firrothe stood up and saw the wolf quickly walk out of the cave. He looked around, Felmyr wasn’t there. He walked out and Tannihn was outside making sure he followed him. He smiled brightly, and ran away, with all his speed. Firrothe begged him to wait, and began to run after him. He didn’t know where they were going, Tannihn sounded amused, he laughed as he let his friend chase him. Firrothe tried to shout and scream, but nothing could come out of his muzzle but unaudible sounds. They ran through bushes, leaped over small rivers, and as the dragon caught up to the distance, he became filled with desire and lust. He had nothing but one thing on his mind: to catch the wolf. He kept on running without ever becoming tired, and Tannihn seemed to let him reach closer on purpose. The closer Firrothe caught up, the more his emotions were taking over, almost making him a predator, and the wolf his prey. He ran faster, faster. He caught him. He jumped and fell on him, pinning him to the ground. Tannihn was laying on his back, smiling at Firrothe. Standing above him, feeling powerful, the dragon brought his muzzle to his fur and smelled it. He became intoxicated with the scent and went to lick his neck. I will never hurt you, he said, I will never let anyone hurt you. Let me be yours, he begged. Tannihn didn’t say a word. The smile didn’t change. Firrothe engaged a passionate kiss. The two muzzles were playing together, the two tongues were dancing. The dragon lied down on the wolf and they rubbed their bodies together. He held him tightly, the claws almost forcing inside, as if to never let go. Firrothe became one with Tannihn, he whimpered with lust. Suddenly, the wolf said something. Firrothe... he said. He said his name without stopping. The dragon was pulled away.
«Firrothe...», the wolf repeated.
Firrothe woke up, and realized that was just a dream. Looking into his friend face, he did not see the smile.
«Firrothe... Are you crying?»
He realized that his eyes were wet and he felt tears slide down his scales.
«Uh... It’s nothing...», he sobbed.
He walked out of the cave, the sun had risen. He looked about the landfield, the trees in the distance, the river running through. Nothing looked like in his dream. He took a deep breath, and told himself to forget it. He waited for his tears to stop flowing, and his pain to be appeased by the song of the birds. He walked back in the cave to Tannihn waking Felmyr up. The latter yawned and stood up slowly. He told them to wait in the cave for him while he went to hunt some animals. Firrothe was left with Tannihn, not knowing how to act.
«I’m gonna have a walk.» he said.
«Okay, me too»
«No... I want to be alone.»
The wolf watched him walk out without following him. Firrothe went to the small lake and drank some water before venturing around the mountain. He had to get rid of his feelings for his friend, somehow.

??An hour had passed, and Felmyr came back from hunting, he brought two boars: one for him and the other one for Firrothe and Tannihn. The wolf ate with appetite, while the dragon ate slowly and carefully. He suggested to cook the meat. As much as Tannihn didn’t understand why, Felmyr agreed and blew a bit of fire on the boar’s flesh. Tannihn actually found it tastier, and Firrothe managed to eat with more ease. Felmyr understood why it was better when cooked. They enjoyed their meal until only bones were left.
«Have you made your mind up?» Firrothe asked.
«Yeah. I’m going to go with you.»
Firrothe smiled brightly. Felmyr prepared himself to leave that mountain where he had been living for a year now.
The way back was surprisingly calm, and troubleless. After defeating the griffin earlier, they expected others to avenge him. None came. Therefore they walked safely back to the humans. The walking was for Firrothe and Tannihn because Felmyr was grown enough to use his wings and fly. Perhaps that was what kept the avian predators away. With him, the two friends felt safe enough. After a few days, they made it to the destination just as the night came. Kristof welcomed the two friends back and said hello to Felmyr. The latter speaked his fears about there being no females anymore and the human seemed to believe no word of it. Kristof was convinced that there was a chance to find one.
«To you, what is the place that had the most female dragons?»
«It was the Forrek Falls, but last time I checked it, it was empty.»
«Maybe you didn’t check it well enough.»
«I did, and I checked all the main places where females met and went? They’re all gone.»
«That’s not possible. Tomorrow you have to go to the Forrek Falls with Firrothe and Tannihn and check again.»
Felmyr sighed. He doubted that they had any chance in succeeding, but what did it cost? It was a little farther than the mountain he lived on but he knew that the way to it was way safer and he didn’t recall seeing any predator around the Forrek Falls. They spent the rest of the evening planning how to go there and having dinner.

??At night, Firrothe was woken up by Felmyr.
«Sorry to wake you up, but can I talk with you a moment?»
«Uh... Sure.»
They walked away to some trees.
«Do you remember anything of your past?» Felmyr asked.
«No... Nothing. Kristof told me that my memory would come back quickly...»
«The humans told me that too.»
Firrothe suddenly realized that he was not alone.
«You mean you don’t know who you are either?...»
Felmyr sat down, and sighed nervously.
«I woke up in a dark room and those humans got me out of it, and told me that I had a mission to do. The mission was to explore the planet to help them make a map. When I complained about not remembering anything, they told me that it wasn’t a problem and it would come back soon. Of course it didn’t. I explored the areas and came back with clear descriptions of what I saw so they could draw maps of everything. As days passed on, I realized that my memory wasn’t coming back at all, I still didn’t remember anything and the humans kept on saying that it was okay and that sometimes it could take some time. So I kept doing what they wanted, and patiently waited. I waited weeks and months, and nothing came back to me. I still didn’t know my real name, I still didn’t know where I came from...»
«And now? Do you remember anything?»
«I don’t know. But I had a dream... It was so realistic that it affected me until weeks after... I was a human.»
Firrothe stared at the dragon, listening closely, almost hypnostysed.
«I had two legs, two arms and two hands. I was wearing clothes, I was standing. It felt like that’s what I had always been. And most of all, I had a family...»
«And what if that was real? What if you actually were a human before?»
«That would be incredible... Completely unbelievable...»
«And what if I used to be a human too? What if I have the same dream someday?»
Felmyr stayed silent for a short moment.
«Anyways... One day I got furious at them, and I threatened to hurt them if they didn’t tell me the truth. They managed to put me down, and they sent me in exhile to that mountain where you came for me.»
Firrothe understood now. Kristof lied. His memory was not supposed to come back, the humans didn’t want him to remember, as if they wanted to hide something, hide that he was human before, certainly.
«What should I do?»
«Do what you want, but don’t trust Kristof and the others...»
«Okay...»
The young dragon thought intensely. After a lot of reflexion, he decided to finish what he had to do, and then he would go away and make hiw own life; hopefully with Tannihn by his side. Firrothe, with Tannihn and Felmyr, would go and find a female dragon that he would breed, and then it would be over. They went back to sleep.