"I always did want a human pet. You seem to be the best candidate." He smirked. His breathing had picked up and he was now breathing a little heavily.<br/><br/>He two did not want to admit that he was running low. He had depleted his water reserves in that last fight, and though he did not run out of fire, his fire was weaker then it should be. That and his wound was killing him. He had torn it during that last fight and it was bleeding freely. Walking around the cavern he sniffed at the dead creatures. Using his talons he separated the heads from the bodies and wolfed down the bodies. A loud crunching could be heard as he chewed his food. After eating enough to sate his appetite, he a body in front of the human. "Eat, I can't go back with a bone thin pet."<br/><br/>The little meat that was on the bones was charred, yet surprisingly it smelt pretty good. "Don't understand why you humans prefer your meals cooked but that is as cooked as it will ever get."<br/>With out waiting to see if the human even ate the food he turned and started separating the rest of the creatures from their heads. Soon several piles of the things were stacked against what you could only assume was the coldest part of the cavern. He separated the meat into two piles the "cooked" meat and the not so "cooked" meat. From the "uncooked" meet he ate a few more of the creatures.<br/>Then walking back to his Pile of rocks he reheated them and lay down for a while. He licked his wound yet again till the bleeding stopped. Then seeming to brace himself he sent out the smallest of flames to cauterize the wound again.<br/><br/>"At all times I have my eye on you. So do not try anything funny, nor go sneaking off on your own." He said it like he was talking to a child, or one of his subordinates as there was a firm command that he expected to be obeyed.