My adaptaion of the jaguar and fire story

Once upon a time, in the Village of Okarnu, the people lived freely and peacefully within the community, except for one rule they must all follow. Nobody was allowed to enter the forbidden mountains north of the village. You see, for a terrible fate would bestow anyone who ventured near those mountains, where the evil dragon lives. The villagers were all warned of the dragon’s powers and if anyone was to go near his cave he would eat them alive in one bite. The villagers got all the food they needed from the woods nearby. But one very cold winter the snowstorms were so bad that they had blow down a tree and blocked the entrance to the woods. Food was quickly running out in the village and because of the snow no one could light a fire and had to eat what little food they had raw. Everyone in the village grew colder and hungrier but dared not to go near the mountains to seek food as they feared the evil dragon who hid in the caves. Everyone that is, apart from one young boy named Monan. Monan lived with his mother and baby sister in a small house in the centre of the village. Everyone knew Monan and his family as his father sadly died just a year before. Monan’s father had told him stories about the dragon who lived in the mountains and how he breaths fire as hot as the sun and so bright it would blind any human being brave enough to stare directly at the flames.
However, Monan did not fear the dragon as he knew he must find food for his baby sister before she grew weaker. So one cold morning, while his mother and sister slept, he crept out of his home and set out to the forbidden mountains to bring back food for his family.
The snowstorms were strong and tore at Monan’s skin, but he fought back as hard as he could and climbed his way up the rocky hill to the mountains. Just in front of him he saw a big cave and inside he could see a burning fire. Monan shivered then noticed the smell of the most delicious food. There didn’t seem to be anyone around, especially not the dragon, so he made his way over to the cave. In front of the fire lay a huge feast big enough to feed his family and everyone in the village! Monan sat down and began eating some of the food and warming his hands on the blazing fire. He knew his Mother would be very worried if he didn’t get home soon so he began putting as much food into his bag as he could carry and set off down the mountain trail. As he reached past the caves all of a sudden Monan heard a loud roar that sent a shiver down his back. He turned around and there in front of him was the dragon! “How dare you steal my food!” roared the dragon. But Monan was too scared to move. “I…I…I didn’t mean to, my family are starving and we cannot find food because of the snow.” The dragon looked at Monan who stood shaking holding the bag of food. “P...P…Please don’t eat me!” He pleaded. “Eat you? Why would I eat you?” Monan looked up at the dragon. “It is said that you breath fire as hot as the sun and will eat us if we go near the mountains.” The dragon laughed and gave out a roar of fire. “Just because I am a dragon doe not mean I am a monster. I do not eat humans, I fear the people who live in Okarnu village for they have weapons and shoot arrows at me so I stay hidden in my cave.” Monan said sorry for trying to steal the dragon’s food but the dragon had too much food for himself and agreed to share it with the villagers if Monan told them he means no harm. So Monan and the dragon took the food and travelled back to the village together. When they entered the village the people saw that Monan was with the dragon and were very frightened. Monan explained to the villagers that the dragon means no harm to them and that he brings food to share.
From that day the villagers and the dragon lived peacefully as friends and never had to worry about not having any fire during the cold winters with the dragons breath of fire.