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Will looked up seeing her mom but frowned when he was told he had to eat. He didn't want to eat, he wasn't hungry at all. He sat down at the table and put his chin down on it tiredly. "I'm not hungry Mrs," he said softly rubbing his eyes. He was sore, but he hadn't eatten in a day already, still, he wasn't hungry. His small dragon was though and looked for food immediately. "Thorn, if you don't show some maners, I'm not giving you any more birds," he looked up at the small dark red-orange dragon who crawled down on the table before he returned to Will's side and just laid down there with his tail hanging over the side.
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