*It was good to be home. He always enjoyed being at home with his family, his mate, his children. There was nowhere else he would rather be.

But he hadn't been home, for a long time. That's what he'd been told one day, when he woke from his nap. He had been sore, sure, but that happens sometimes when one sleeps. But walking into the Red dragon Inn that night, he came to see his mate suddenly much thinner than she had ever been, and looking sickly and weak. The surprise on the look of his friend Andu, as thought the minotaur had seen a ghost.

They told him he had been dead for weeks, gone completely. He couldn't remember anything other than falling asleep one day for a nap, as he often did. There were many things that he had missed, events that had passed while he had been gone. It gave him a deep anxiety, and he thought about it all the time. What exactly had happened to him' Who did it to him' Would they try again?

He wanted to ask someone about everything that had transpired, but he feared hearing it, and that added to his anxiety.

But he did his best to push it aside, to move forward. He had his family to think about, and his mate still hadn't gained enough weight back yet, but things were improving.

It was good to be home.......