Having a few kids himself, he knows all too well when it comes to being a father figure. Breeze parted ways with his old mate and children when he saw the sunset one day. Eager to learn what more was out there, he said his goodbyes and was on his way.
Walking through many weeds and stepping over fallen logs, he found it difficult to pass through. Maybe the outdoors aren't for him after all. The thought cleared his mind when his tail got stuck through a sticky web. That's it.
Getting slightly irritated, he was done walking through so he flew straight upwards and started to fly over the forest. Not looking in front of him, but at the ground he could see many birds flying under him. He tried to match their flight pattern by flapping his wings like they did - but he was cut short when he flew right into a goose. Honking at Breeze, the goose dove under him and nipped his foot. Breeze - startled by this - sped up with more speed and whipped his tail at the goose. Not a good idea.

And so, World War 3 had started.

After lots of honking and clawing the goose gave up and flew away. Breeze, with the win, looked at himself and noticed his silks were torn. Remembering how he read about a nearby town, he decided to go that way. He saw the small structures and knew he had found it.
Swooping down, he had found the entrance.

He decided to stay here, he did not want to risk anything again. Right away he went to the innkeeper, to see if he could stay here. They answered with a yes, so Breeze went to a seamstress to fix his silks. The nice dragon did it for free since he was new in town, plus she heard his very sad adventure story.



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