[ WP ] When everyone turns 18 , they receive a pet which is figurative of their personality . You 're the first person to receive a dragon ...

He woke to the sound of screaming. Sleepy confusion, the hard stone floor and a numb arm tingling to life distracted him from something very important he had to remember. Why was he on the temple floor? He was on his vigil with the two other town boys coming of age and the Abbot had locked them in for their night of prayer and reflection. Was that Gus screaming? Last he saw the simpleton had his arms around the baby ox that emerged from the altar and was sleeping happily. The tailor's apprentice had his Anima appear first, a blue jay fluttering out from the strange flat darkness of the altars' basin. Am I below the altar? Being last was humiliating, and the two other boys had carefully avoided eye contact as his temper was known. Aaron was used to being first and as the night grew longer and the snoring more grating, his impatience had driven him to climb to the forbidden area at the lip of the dark pool. How did I fall? Last he remembered he had formed a fist and was raising it to knock at the odd solid darkness. 
 
 Leaping up from where he had fallen into the waist-high gap between altar and vestibule, his heart pounded at the sight before him. A black creature, quilled at the ridges and long snouted was attempting to inspect the ox Gus was desperately shielding.
