They ceremoniously wrapped her in gold silks, before they sent her out to feed.
The vet’s face was grim, during the initial exam. He said he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to reattach the thin, membranous wing to the body, but he did promise to try.
The game warden gave him a citation for hunting dragons without a license, and a stern warning about using adequate ammunition, when the regular hunting season was on.
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