Let's talk about the big guys {Drag 102-Intermediate}

Finally! A class he could actually get behind! This class wasn't one of the most advanced classes, but for all the different occupations they offered for students, this was the closest to the top care classes they would get! Unless, of course, they were breeders. Then it got fun. Breeding dragons, in Mirun's opinion, was more dangerous than actually capturing or taming them. Why? Well, have you ever tried to get two vicious Nightmares to breed when they are both in heat and the female hates the male but they have to breed because their health is perfect and they would produce powerful offspring for future students? Or have you ever tried to nab an egg from a Whispering Death nest then run for about ten miles to keep from getting killed, while checking the egg's health and not having it bounce around while you run? No? OK then. Breeding was hard work, even if it went unnoticed. Not every dragon they gave students was captured, ya know. Hell, Mirun bred most of the Terrors even if Raphael was the keeper of them. He bred the starter dragons, he bred the competition dragons, he even bred dragons to get dead eggs so he could explain them to students without worry of dropping it.

Not that the other occupations weren't dangerous. Every teacher should be a little biased towards their profession... but breeding was the best, k? Speaking of which, it was time for class. Mirun leaned back against Sebastian, giving a sigh. The sun was out and it was a warm day. Yet not too warm. Perfect day to be outside for class. Big dragons would never fit inside! Now to wait for the students to show up, then he could get started.