"Mother, how could you treat Bobby like this?"
Andrea looked at her domineering mother unhappily.
Even if they were all dragons, they should not discriminate against Bobby.
"Hmm, nothing has happened yet, and you're already protecting him?"
Vivian was disgusted by her daughter's current reaction.
It was not that. She was racist.
It was him, Bobby. He was not their scaly-clawed animals.
How could the furry canines like cold-blooded animals like them?
Their scaly-clawed animals liked their scales.
And the furry canines liked their shiny fur the most.
Looking at Bobby's shiny fur, one could tell that the canines cared about their fur.
Moreover, canines' universal love was on par with their dragons.
Although they were dragons!
They didn't care too much for this single-mindedness.
It wasn't that they didn't want to care.
