There was not a sound in the forest. Alex was trembling from head to toe. He had never done this before. He knew he was special. He was from the dragon dynasty, and all his family had dragons as pets. All of them except Alex. It was his turn now, to choose the dragon meant for him. This tradition had continued for generations of generations, and Alex wasn't going to break it just because he was a coward.

*Oh no! It's my turn now!! what if the dragons skewer me to death? What if-* thought Alex, but his thoughts were interrupted by Bastien, the servant of the Arroyo family. He said, " Master Alex, unfortunately, your father is busy, and cannot attend the ceremony. He wishes you good luck before you begin, and so do I. I am sure you will choose the best dragon, although, it is the dragon that chooses the master. Good luck, and you may begin."

Alex sighed loudly. His father never attended ceremonies or parties. Elijah Arroyo was an auror, and had no time for his family. Not even his son.

Alex stepped into the forest filled with dragons. They crowded around him and snapped at him. Alex began sweating as he stared at the growling dragons. He heard a roaring noise, and all the dragons stepped aside. Alex sighed in relief. He wasn't going to be skewered after all! A large dragon walked towards him. "Thank you." said Alex. This dragon was different. Alex felt he could converse with it