[ WP ] You leave a bowl of food out for the dragons .

Milk, meat, and potatoes in a huge bowl. More of a bucket, really. 
 
 Perfect for three orphan dragons. 
 
 Their mother had died last week in a territory battle. We do n't get those much in the reserve because of the large space and abundant resources, but it still happens. This is the first time I've seen a dragon die from one of these battles though... 
 
 When I went to check out the body, I recognized it as one of the new mothers. A closer look showed large growths on her hip. Cancer then; it explains her death. I left her to let nature clean up after itself and when looking for her nest. I knew her hatchlings would be too young to fend for themselves. 
 
 I found them easily. She had n't moved them since I stumbled upon them the first time, likely too weak from the cancer. They were crying for their mother, hungry and alone. I placed them in my leather bag and took them to the reserve cabin I stayed in as the Dragon Mistress. 
 
 It's difficult taking care of dragons, even young ones. It's only been a week and they've grown so much it's impossible to get one in a bag, let alone three. 
 
 This is their last meal with milk. In a few days, they'll be ready to learn how to kill. 
 
 I already have a cow in the barn that they'll use to learn such an important part of survival. 
 
 It will be sad when they leave me, but dragons are wild animals. It's for the best.
