A Dragon That My Cat Brought Home

Power to communicate huh? I fell on the bed and fell between Baek-ho and the blue dragon, falling into thoughts.

A lot of thoughts came to mind, disappeared, and came back again and again.

The power of communication, first of all, being able to open a passage to a different world while I am writing, seems closer to meeting the conditions for opening it from the other side.

Another thing, I can feel the dragon's emotions or states. When I was first called into the Blue Dragon's cave, I could feel it little by little, but it seemed that the sympathy was getting stronger.

Even before I saw the giant in person, I felt a strong threat and overwhelming feeling just by its existence, so it can be said that the feelings that the dragon feels toward him are reflected.

In my dream, as I overcame the pressure and pulled myself up, I suddenly began to hear the voices of the inhabitants of the world. Did I understand them because I overcame the limits with my own strength? Is this the power to communicate?

The giant was holding a young hatchling hostage and threatening the white dragon. This is probably the reason why Blue Dragon's mother, made Blue Dragon take refuge in my world.

What about me? Do I have a role in our world other than to keep the blue dragon safe? Was it just to help understand the situation that I was called into in a dream?

I don't know why this happened to an ordinary person like me in the first place. Writing a fantasy novel can't be a reason. In Seoul alone, there must be as many fantasy novelists and aspirants as there are stars in the sky.

I was neither better nor worse than others, and I was just an average person. I didn't have any great dreams or ambitions, and even when I was young, I never dreamed of becoming a fantasy hero.

The only thing I really want is to write well and I want to make people who read my writing happy.

If there are other characteristics other than being able to write, are there any strengths that my sister and I have in common, such as being able to communicate well with animals since we were young?

I got so tired that I closed my eyes. As he unconsciously stroked Baek-ho and the blue dragon lying down on both sides, I gradually fell asleep.

If there is one more thing worth mentioning… is that I have a very special pet.

“Piruru…….”

The blue dragon tossed and turned while talking in his sleep. I was half asleep, patting the blue dragon and stroking the white tiger's head with the other hand.

Maybe it's not the dragon hatchling that's really special, maybe it’s my cat.

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“Meaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaao”

I heard Noeul crying in the hospital room.

“I think he already knows Myung-hoon is here.”

Noeul can't even see his eyes, but as soon as I enter the hospital room, he immediately recognizes me and clings to the door to greet me, crying out.

Most people will think that the cry is similar to a cat’s , but those who have met a lot of cats will know that each and every cat has a different cry. Blue dragon is an exception because he’s not a cat but, Baekho, Haneul, and Seri all have different cries, but Noeul's cry is exceptionally charming.

“Sister, does Noeul look completely healthy now? And cute."

“Yeah, there’s no problem except for the blindness.”

Noeul raised his head as if he was talking about himself and wept. It's looking at my face, but it's out of focus, so it's like looking into a distant place.

His eyes are a little small for a cat, but the corners of the eyes are slightly curved downwards, and the corners of the mouth are always raised, so the smiling expression is cute. Just like wearing white socks, white toes are cute too.

It is a friendly cat who is not shy and likes both humans and other animals. If I could just see my eyes, I would be able to find a good family and send them for adoption, but it's really unfortunate.

“It may not be easy to find an adoption place, but I will try to post adoption articles on my blog. again no? Because I can’t see, there may be people who say that I feel sorry for them and that I should take them and give them a lot of love.”

My older sister gently stroked Noeul's hair, and Noeul joking around with a merry sound and waving her front paws to grab her sister's finger.

– Ring ring

The bell on the hospital door rang.

“I think a patient has arrived. I'll go into the doctor's office, so you can play with Noeul for a bit."

After a while, Sam Park led a guardian into the hospital room. He seemed to have come to visit an inpatient, but he knew him well.

“Oh, Myung-hoon, were you here? Were you playing with Noeul?”

“Oh yes, did you come to visit Rose?”

Rose is an abandoned cat suffering from severe stomatitis, and recently this guardian rescued her and entrusted her with treatment. Her stomatitis was so bad that she was recovering after she had a full tooth extraction.

Although Rose's caretaker has no animals in her home due to her husband's allergies, she is a volunteer who is keen on rescue dogs and strays.

She’s a petite woman in her mid-thirties, and she's so active and energetic that everyone sticks out her tongue.

She has a clear love for animals, and although she is active, she is a bit overzealous and often bumping into people is a bit of a problem.

“Noeul, Auntie is here. Shall I say hi to you?”

Rose's guardian reached out her hand with her most affectionate voice, but Noeul turned it away and clinged to her mine.

“He’s a shy one. Even though you can’t see my hand you seem to know it’s someone else’s hand somehow.”

“Haha, I guess it’s because you see me often.”

“In that sense, I come to the hospital as often as Myung-hoon. How common are people who do as much rescue or treatment as I do? If I enter the hospital room more than Myung-hoon, I won’t be able to come in, but Noeul does not recognize people and discriminates.”

I didn't know what to say, I just laughed. She's not the kind of person Noeul is shy about, and she's a little embarrassed she's strangely distant with Rose's guardian.

Even though Rose's guardian is a bit arrogant to humans, she is a person full of sincerity to animals.

As she said goodbye to Noeul and was about to return to her home, Noeul looked at me with her invisible eyes softly bent. Her eyes, as if looking into the distance, were very deep unlike a cat’s

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“Pirororo, Pirororo, Pirorororo~”

“Why are you like this, Blue Dragon? What kind of sound is that?”

The blue dragon was crying uncontrollably, as if it was going to be cut off, with a trembling sound that was different from usual, so I went out to the living room.

The white tiger and the blue dragon were close to the window. And outside the window, the magpie, a public enemy of the cats, was visiting and waving its long tail, making fun of the white tiger and the blue dragon.

I laughed again.

“Our blue dragon is even chattering now. He really does everything.”

Chattering is a unique movement that cats do when they look at birds and rodents and concentrate on them.

House cats usually follow the bird as it moves by the window and can often be seen chattering like this.

Our blue dragon also learned chattering. In the house I lived in before, I couldn't see the window because I couldn't leave the window open, but the chattering look is cute too.

The blue dragon flew over to me, grabbed the hem of his robe and pulled him towards the window with all his might. He stares at the magpie and squeaks hard as if asking him to catch it.

“No, Blue Dragon, you’re not catching that. Just leave it alone.”

The magpie seemed to know well that cats couldn't get out of the window. He looks at the blue dragon as he walks two or three steps from the window sill, saying he lifts his feet up and down. I think you're really kidding me.

“Hissss!”

Crackle~!

Gosh, blue dragon's mandible sparked a momentary spark from the mosquito net, and the cheeky magpie fell and barely regained her consciousness and flew away.

The blue dragon looked at me in triumph and flapped its wings.

“Yeah, yeah, our little boy won. Our blue dragon’s breath is good. However, if possible, do not use it at home. yes?"

I smiled and patted the blue dragon's head, which was fluttering with momentum.

Blue dragon's mother, is it true that me and Baek-ho are raising your hatchlings well?

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The blue dragon was smiling. I can't explain how I know that a dragon is smiling, but I can recognize that a dragon is smiling just as I can recognize a cat's smiling face.

– He's a funny kid.

The dragon said to me. It was not spoken out loud, but the meaning was clearly conveyed.

It was the cave I had been to before. The blue dragon was lying on the edge of the fountain as it was then, but he looked comfortable. At that time, he looked almost dying, but now he seems to have recovered a lot.

I also looked at her calmly with her more stable mind than before, thanks to her accumulated experience. The scales, which looked like hardened gelatin, were dark blue and softer than expected. Silver horns, thick legs and gracefully wrapped tail.

Hearing the word dragon doesn't give you the reptilian feeling you would imagine. It was a huge, beautiful and sacred creature.

Amber eyes identical to those of the Blue Dragon were looking down at me with a warm glow.

I swallowed a few saliva and then opened my mouth.

“Hey, can you hear me?”

I’m making sounds with my mouth. My voice reached my ears. All this time, I couldn't make a sound in this dream.

Even when he felt the giant's energy and screamed, no sound came out of his throat.

– Yes, I can hear it now.

The dragon smiled benevolently.

I paused for a moment. There were a lot of things I wanted to ask if I could speak and hear in this world, but it happened so suddenly so I couldn't figure out what to ask first.

– I know your heart. There are many things I want to ask you, but first of all…

The dragon moved his body as if the building was moving. With her forelegs erect and upright, she solemnly bowed her neck toward me. Her huge head leaned in front of my body and reached her floor.

– In the name of the dragon, I, ******, give you my endless gratitude.

Human of another world, good child.

A warm, heartwarming feeling rushed into me like a water wave, and my whole body felt warm. I know she said her name, but I couldn't understand that part.

She slowly lifted her head up and spoke as if knowing I didn't understand.

– You cannot pronounce it in the language of your world. If you want to call my name, yes, it would be like ‘Cerulean’.

A blue dragon, or cerulean? The color of the soul that Picasso loved, Cerulean Blue.

– Thank you very much for protecting and caring for my child. The child is now the last free hatchling.

She, Cerulean, beckoned me to come closer to the water. I stood next to her and looked into the water of her spring as she showed.

Her blue shadow reflected in the water slowly faded as it shook, and a landscape appeared somewhere.

I saw Hojun standing in the corridor inside the castle. Two men in patterned clothes stood next to him.

– They failed. It was thanks to you and your friends who took good care of them, and they were able to send them out of the dimension before they woke up, so they couldn't find them easily.

Cerulean had a sad face.

– My friend's child, did you see it too? He fled to another dimension, but the child eventually escaped their pursuit.

“Is that… the white dragon’s hatchling?”

– Yes, the child had fled to another world in a state of a hatchling. Those who went looking for the child succeeded.

Cerulean continued.

– Trackers don't stay long in your world. But they will go looking for the hatchlings again. I'm counting on you. In the meantime, I will do my best to regain my strength.

Her voice became more and more muffled, and so did her figure.

– You are doing well. Tell your friends I’m thankful.

“My friends?”

The image of Cerulean that had remained as an afterimage of her dispersed, and after that her faint voice spread like ripples on the water.

– To the one who always put my child first, I give my thanks…