Small dragons

"It's okay", he whispered to his little girls. "They're only small, just like you", he continued as he searched the leaf-filled sky for movement. The hums and screeches surrounded them, but it was not those little teeth he was worried about. A roar echoed through the woods, and the creatures scattered towards it. "See?", he sighed, patting his oldest on her back as she clung closer, "their mom called them." He continued their journey through the jungle, searching for his brothers camp, while explaining the ways of the dragons to his little girls.'