I woke up to the warmth of the morning sun peeking through the windows. Tharros was still snuggled under my wings, his soft breathing a gentle hum. I smiled, feeling a sense of peace wash over me.
As I gently stirred, Tharros opened his eyes, looking up at me with a sleepy gaze. "Father?" he whispered, his small voice husky from sleep.
I smiled, nuzzling him gently. "Good morning, little one. How are you feeling today?"
Tharros stretched, his small silver body arching as he yawned. "I'm feeling...different," he said, his voice still husky from sleep. "But I'm okay, Father."
I nodded, relieved. "That's good, little one. We'll figure out what's going on with you together."
Tharros looked up at me, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Father, can I ask you something?"
"Of course, Tharros," I replied, nudging him gently. "What's on your mind?"
Tharros's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze intense. "Father, do you think... do you think I'm still me?" he asked, his small voice trembling slightly.
I felt a pang in my heart, seeing the uncertainty in his eyes. I wrapped my wings around him, holding him close. "Tharros, you are still you, no matter what," I said firmly. "You're still my little boy, and I love you just the same."
Tharros looked up at me, his eyes searching for reassurance. I could see the doubt lingering, but he nodded slowly, seeming to accept my words.
Just then, a soft knock at the door broke the silence. "Aetherius? Tharros?" Thyriatrix's voice called out, gentle and soothing.
I smiled, nodding to Tharros. "Come in, Thyriatrix," I replied, my voice warm.
The door slid open, and Thyriatrix entered, a warm smile on her face. "Good morning, my little family," she said, her light green scales shimmering in the morning light.
Tharros's face lit up, and he wriggled free from my wings, rushing to his mother. "Mother!" he exclaimed, throwing his small arms around her neck.
Thyriatrix laughed, embracing Tharros warmly. "Good morning, my little one," she whispered, nuzzling him gently.
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As Thyriatrix hugged Tharros, the rest of our children began to stir, their voices and laughter filling the room. Lyriath, with his striking dark and blood red scales, was the first to enter, followed closely by Vyraxys, whose dark bronze scales seemed to shimmer in the morning light.
Nyxoria, our little amethyst-scaled sweetheart, skipped into the room, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Lyrixa, with her beautiful rose gold scales, trailed behind, her gaze fixed on Tharros with a mix of curiosity and concern.
Kaidorix, our forest green-scaled rascal, burst into the room, his eyes shining with mischief. "Father! Mother! Can we have breakfast now? I'm starving!" he exclaimed.
Thyriatrix chuckled, smiling warmly at our little family. "Of course, Kaidorix. Let's get breakfast started."
As the family began to move towards the dining area, Tharros remained still, watching his siblings with a mixture of fascination and apprehension. I could sense his uncertainty, his fear of being rejected, or treated differently because of his new cyberdragon form.
I wrapped my wings around him, pulling him close. "Hey, little one, it's okay. Your siblings love you no matter what. You're still the same Tharros to them."
Tharros looked up at me, his silver scales glinting with a hint of tears. "But what if they don't want to play with me anymore?" he whispered.
I smiled, nuzzling him gently. "Tharros, your siblings would never abandon you. They'll adapt to your new form, and you'll find new ways to play together."
Thyriatrix joined us, her light green scales shimmering as she wrapped her wings around Tharros. "We're all in this together, little one. We'll face whatever challenges come our way as a family."
With renewed confidence, Tharros nodded, and together, we joined the rest of the family in the dining area.
The breakfast table was a flurry of activity, with the children chattering excitedly as they devoured their meals. Lyriath and Vyraxys were engaged in a heated debate about the best way to catch a skywhale, while Nyxoria and Lyrixa were giggling over a shared joke. Kaidorix was busy stuffing his face with as much food as possible, his forest green scales glinting with mischief.
Tharros watched the commotion with wide eyes, his silver scales glinting with a mix of curiosity and longing. I could sense his desire to join in, to be a part of the chaos and laughter.
I nudged him gently, encouraging him to take a step forward. "Go on, Tharros. Join your siblings."
Tharros took a deep breath, his small chest heaving with determination. He raised his hands, and to my amazement, a brilliant flash of light illuminated the room.
When the light faded, Tharros was standing in the center of the room, his silver scales glinting with a newfound confidence. His siblings stared at him in awe, their eyes wide with wonder.
"Whoa, Tharros!" Lyriath exclaimed. "You're... you're glowing!"
Tharros grinned, his eyes sparkling with pride. "I know, right? I'm still getting used to it."
The room erupted into cheers and applause, with the children gathering around Tharros to congratulate him. Thyriatrix and I exchanged a warm smile, our hearts swelling with pride.
As the celebration continued, I realized that this was just the beginning of Tharros's journey. There would be challenges ahead, but with the love and support of his family, he would face them head-on.
And as I wrapped my wings around Tharros, holding him close, I knew that no matter what the future held, we would face it together as a family.
Pov Tharros
I stood in the center of the room, my silver scales glinting with a newfound confidence. My siblings stared at me in awe, their eyes wide with wonder. I felt a surge of pride and happiness, knowing that I was still the same Tharros to them.
Father's words echoed in my mind: "You're still the same Tharros to them." I realized that he was right. My cyberdragon form didn't define me; I was still the same dragon, with the same thoughts and feelings.
I looked around at my family, seeing the love and acceptance in their eyes. Lyriath, Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, and Kaidorix all smiled at me, their faces filled with excitement and curiosity.
Mother stepped forward, her light green scales shimmering as she wrapped her wings around me. "We're so proud of you, Tharros," she whispered. "You're strong, brave, and loved."
I felt a lump form in my throat as I hugged her back. "Thanks, Mother," I whispered, my voice trembling with emotion.
As we hugged, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be – surrounded by my loving family, who accepted me for who I was, cyberdragon form, and all.
I transformed back to my original flesh western dragon form again, and my scales went back to silver color
As I transformed back into my original Western dragon form, my silver scales glistening in the morning light, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. It was as if I had finally found a sense of balance, a sense of self.
My family smiled at me, their eyes shining with warmth. "Tharros, you're switching forms again!" Lyriath exclaimed, chuckling.
I grinned, feeling a sense of pride and happiness. "Yeah, I guess I am," I said, my voice filled with emotion.
Mother stepped forward, her light green scales shimmering as she wrapped her wings around me. "We're so proud of you, Tharros," she whispered. "You're strong, brave, and loved, no matter which form you choose."
I hugged her back, feeling a sense of peace wash over me. I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be – surrounded by my loving family, who accepted me for who I was, in both my Western dragon and cyberdragon forms.
As we hugged, I felt a sense of gratitude towards my family. They had always accepted me, supported me, and loved me, never once questioning my ability to switch between forms. And in that moment, I knew that I would always be grateful for their unwavering love and support.
As we pulled back from the hug, Father smiled at me, his albino scales glinting with warmth. "Tharros, we're glad to see you're feeling more confident about your forms," he said, his voice filled with pride.
I nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards him. "Thanks, Father. I couldn't have done it without your support."
Lyriath, Vyraxys, Nyxoria, Lyrixa, and Kaidorix all gathered around me, their eyes shining with excitement. "Hey, Tharros, can you show us your cyberdragon form again?" Lyriath asked, his navy blue and dark red scales glinting with curiosity.
I grinned, feeling a sense of joy. "Sure thing, Lyriath!" I exclaimed, transforming into my cyberdragon form with ease.
My family cheered and clapped, their faces filled with wonder and admiration. I felt a sense of pride and happiness, knowing that I could share my unique gift with the people I loved.
As we spent the rest of the morning together, laughing and playing, I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be – surrounded by my loving family, who accepted me for who I was, in all my forms.