"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up a sore subject," he says somewhat sadly. "But hey, I can hug you all over when you're in my gut!" He says, hoping to comfort his friend. His stomach gently squeezes Hunter, rippling gently and soothingly against his fur. "As for me, other than what I said earlier about the whole other planet thing, I... Hmm. Wow, it's been thousands of years since then. Okay... From what I remember, I never really knew my parents. I was the only egg to survive until hatching, and they brought me up and taught me a lot of the useful things I know now, like magic and whatnot. But when I was a mere teenaged dragon, they were both killed by dragon-hunters. At first I swore revenge on them, and all humans on the planet. But one day, when I was out hunting, I came across a small village being attacked by an elder dragon. One family in particular caught my eye; a single teenage boy whose parents were being killed as I watched. And that's when I realised, we were almost exactly the same. I learned that day that violence wasn't the way to bring back my parents, and maybe it was best that there wasn't a way. So over the years I went out travelling, helping out here and there whenever I had the chance and sometimes I'd learn new things from the people I'd helped. And that's pretty much what I've been doing for the last thousand years or so."