The blood of a dragon is cold.
Reptiles are ectotherms; they cannot regulate their body temperature internally but are instead dependent on their environment.
The sole difference between them and other lower creatures is that the latter may lose their lives due to extreme environmental temperature changes.
But dragons do not.
Just like how ordinary people weep and feel heartache over love and emotional attachments.
Dragons do not.
Her mother Shana, was a fully qualified giant dragon.
Her heart was as cold as her blood.
She should have been like her mother. Hunting with deadly poisons, fighting with wild beasts, dragging her blood-soaked body back to her dark, cramped den, waiting for her scales to regrow.
Then, one day, once she was strong enough, she would leave her den and her mother's protection behind to fight for her survival in the dangerous world.
