As Jay advanced, the Naathi people swiftly cleared a path, fearing his enormous form might inadvertently trample them. He issued a stern command, "Humans, leave this mountain immediately. It is no longer safe to remain here."
The Naathi obediently descended the hill, though some of the younger individuals hesitated briefly. Their fear of incurring the wrath of Jay, whom they deemed the ruler of the sky, ultimately prompted them to join the others in leaving the hill.
Once Jay had confirmed that no one remained on the hill except the captured slavers, he turned his attention to them. Some of the slavers begged for mercy, while others lay unconscious. Jay took a deep breath and unleashed an unending torrent of his fiery breath at maximum intensity.
The captured slavers had no opportunity to scream before they were reduced to nothing but ash. The intense, consuming black flames gradually engulfed Jay himself. The Naathi people who had already descended the mountain felt the searing heat even from a distance.
The following morning, Jay lay upon the pitch-black ground of the mountain. Above him, four little baby dragons cavorted, darting around his massive head as they played. Jay watched them with a deep sense of contentment, despite being a human in mind and consciousness. His own kind, these baby dragons, brought him joy.
However, due to his colossal size, he remained prone, unable to join in their playful antics. He contented himself with watching them as they frolicked around him. Each of the baby dragons had its own unique personality: the red one was spirited and fiery, the grey one playful and mischievous, while the white and blue ones remained calm and preferred to stay close to Jay. These two were the female dragons, a fact that pleased him.
People of all ages began to gather, drawn by the sight of the baby dragons and the joyous realization that they were the descendants of their powerful guardian. These new dragonlings had appeared seemingly out of nowhere. The only one among them who had a clue about the origin of the baby dragons was the young man who had placed the eggs in the funeral pyre.
Initially, the baby dragons displayed a bit of aggression toward the humans. Having only seen their parent, Jay, during their birth, they found the humans unfamiliar. The red baby dragon, in particular, leaped forward, flapping its wings and screeching at the Naathi people.
In response, Jay let out a powerful growl, a sound that reverberated with authority and discipline. This growl had a remarkable effect on the baby dragons, who immediately submitted and began to crawl about like obedient children. The young people watching were somewhat intimidated by Jay's growl, but the adults understood that he was simply disciplining his young ones.
Jay's might as a dragon made it easy for him to instill discipline and intimacy in his baby dragons. This was in stark contrast to Daenerys Targaryen's struggles to educate and control her unruly dragons, a challenge she faced due to her perceived weakness. The dragons recognized strength and strong will, and Jay's dominance was unquestionable.
With the baby dragons around, Jay found that he didn't have much time for boredom. He had to reprimand them from time to time, as their playful antics could lead to unintended destruction. If not controlled properly, their unruly behavior could become a significant headache. However, they were gradually growing more accustomed to the people of Naath.
The baby dragons typically only showed aggression when they were annoyed, but they learned to keep their tempers in check, especially when Jay was present. They stayed within the boundaries of the mountain, always within Jay's watchful gaze. Despite Jay's strict rules, the curious grey dragon occasionally tried to venture beyond the mountain's boundaries. However, the corner of Jay's eye was quick to catch the wayward grey dragon's attempts.
Whenever the grey dragon strayed too far, Jay would not permit it to leave the mountain. Even when the grey dragon grew hungry, Jay refused to let it approach the food he had brought for the other dragons. The grey one would protest with its little body, but Jay's growl was enough to make it retreat to a corner of the cave, its eyes filled with tears—a display of emotion Jay had never encountered in the tales of Game of Thrones or House of the Dragons.