I, the Dragon. What to do now?

Poor Foxy

"Drag...DRagon -"" - - - Crying - "I'm cold!"I put my front paw on the fox and it's burning. I turn my head and see a green liquid coming out of a hole in his head. A spark must have been deeper when it was hit. I have the impression that she won't be for long before her last breath. The wound is too deep and the tissues are burned. There's nothing I can do. I'm really sorry and angry at myself."Take me to my children, Wrist Strap!"So after following a path at a fast pace, I arrive at the entrance of the burrow (fox cave).The fox Faur comes out whining: "Mom, Mom, Mom, where were you? "As they look up, their tails curl up under their bellies, and begin to shake. The only thing keeping them from running away is their dying mother."My dear children, your mother loves you and will always love you. She turns her head towards me and says. There was a hunting accident and I was struck by thunder. Something inside me is broken and if I survive, I will become a burden to you. "Looking seriously in my eyes, Foxy turns again to her little foxes and all their muzzles come to give their mother a last kiss.Dragon is a friend and not a monster. It will protect you until you can eat on your own. I'm sure you can live now. I am sad never to see my grandchildren, but be sure where I am going, I will think of you and try to protect you on my side so that you all live a long life.Female, youngest and oldest foxes approach their mothers and talk intimately about the things that only girls pass on from mother to daughter as well as boys, from father to son.The poor fox's breathing accelerates and the silence meets with moans and tears as she slowly closes her eyes and never opens them again."Mom, mom, don't leave me, don't leave us" sings the sad choir.My heart is broken and I feel guilty now.Dragon tears fall on the fox and, and, AND, a light is emitted by the dying fox.Then the fox opens his eyes and gets up, clean and without injuries. Even the burnt and missing hairs are back. The fox is also regenerated.A miracle. All the foxes jumped on their mothers and shouted "Mommy, Mommy" and tsunamis of licks and kisses followed.Then the whole family jumps on my paw and kisses me and bows. "Thank you for saving Mommy."I say, "I was sad and I didn't do anything.""Yes it is you, there is a legend about your species that we pass on from grandfather to son that your tears can cure all diseases or conditions. That is also why you were exterminated or chained to make you sad and steal your tears says the legend".-----------After a good meal, I say goodbye to this family and think of mine.I can't accept that it's over and I have something to do but I don't have a popup message saying what to do in this case. I have always been poor at communication and I wonder how I managed to make a family with my horrible character. Work has always been a priority and I had to find happiness in the work itself. I do like my mother and father who did the same thing as usual:First work, then pleasure. That was our modo.-----------Somewhere in Aachen, Inspector Drick took his phone. "Inspector Navaro, here. With regard to the missing case of kidnapping or murder in Belgium, I thank you for the data you sent me. I will call the family because we have a clue and I will send you the investigation report. I'm looking for the possibility of a murder with regard to the blood volume found in the room. Yes, it's not normal. There's more blood than a human being can bleed.""Thank you, Inspector Navaro," says Inspector Drick, with a cigarette in his mouth and a puff later, filling his desk, an old 80's style vintage desk where the only thing that is clear in this smoking room, is his head. He sits in his chair, opens his computer, and opens the light of his metal lamp, always using an incandescent bulb that warms the dark and black atmosphere of the room.---------