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Coragem was starting to rethink his great idea. It'd started out harmlessly enough, as a sibling bet, but now he was truly lost. Not like he'd let anyone know that, but still, it was true. He'd spent several days wandering about on his own, feeding on wildlife where he found it and sleeping wherever he pleased. It wasn't as dangerous as his family made it out to be. If anything, this was an adventure!

For the past few house, Coragem had been in flight, enjoying the nice updraft to let him sail across the sky with ease. In the distance he could see some sort of settlement, as there looked like, perhaps many other dragons there. Part of him thought those other dragons would know which way to head back, but pride immediately shut down that idea. In stead, he looked down, just in time to see a lone dragon slowing to a halt and resting. Curious, Coragem circled downward and landed several feet away. "Hello! I am Coragem!" he announced himself, feeling proud to make his name known to others.

He tilted his head, completely confused by the dragon's reaction, "Didn't do wh--" he was about to ask before the dragon peered out from behind the rock. "Oh! Hi Amos!" his head and even his neck moved in a deep bob. "I have been travelling, and there are many neat things!" he added as if he'd been asked. "You are the first dragon I've met, not of my blood." He paused, "You aren't of my blood, right...?" if he could raise an eyebrow he would, but instead he turned his head sideways so that he could peer more closely with one eye.

"Home!" he blurted out before he realized how dumb that sounded, "I mean, my home was in the ah..." he shifted his weight back and forth from paw to paw, "I've been travelling a few days now, since I left it." He flattened his wing down towards te ground, feeling bit sheepish that he didn't even know where his home was located. BUt he perked up, "From that direction!" he used one wing and his tail to point the opposite way as the market had been. He stood a little more proudly as he felt that was enough information not to make him look stupid.

His wings flattened again, "A bet with my siblings actually." he circled in place once, "They didn't think I could last a moon out by myself." Coragem puffed up his chest, raised his tail and ruffled his own wing feathers, "I'll show them, though! I told them I could last four!" his mane bristled a little before he relaxed, obviously happy about himself. "What of you?"

His expression brightened, "Oh! That is a good idea!" then he paused, "I did not bring money. Do merchants accept rabbits? I could hut down a few! They're tasty!" His tail thumped twice on the ground a bit like an eager dog. "They're much better than possum." he made a disgusted face at remembering what a possum tasted like. To him it was the difference of leather and bacon, one was tough and stinky, the other sweet and fatty.

"Oh yes! That will help!" he shifted from foot to foot, "Maybe a boar first. How heavy are they? Will I need to drag it? Or is it light enough to carry?" he shifted his jaw around, worried about how heavy it'd be in his mouth, and if it'd make his jaw sore. "Or-or would one owl be enough for a bag to carry more?" He was clearly excited about the idea of gathering animals. Thoughts of the hunt, and ferreting out where nests were appealed to him.

Coragem let his rump land on the ground, sitting as he listened, "Ohh, I'd been using my jaws to catch. Do they squirm? Won't the feathers get rumpled?" he tilted his head sideways, almost upside-down. "Maybe use net for owls?" he paused and his head sank a little, "Still need to have money to buy it... or a bag." he said as he thought aloud. He perked up, You teach me?"