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Cirrus had decided that today was going to be a very good day. She had found herself in the company of Bhramari, a rather interesting female whose company she was thoroughly enjoying, and she was quite determined to make a good impression. She wasn't particularly vain, nor did she consider herself especially elegant, but she did have a few talents worth showing off. Running, unfortunately, wasn't one of them. She'd already managed to stumble over a rather innocent-looking root on their way th...

God had found himself a rather pleasant spot in a clearing, one where the grass grew thick and soft beneath the trees and the afternoon sun filtered through the branches overhead. He was lying comfortably on his belly, his enormous legs tucked beneath him and his long neck stretched out along the ground, his great head resting sideways in the grass. Even lying down, he was an imposing sight, his body taking up a considerable portion of the clearing, but he seeme...

Thyra was a small dragon, which was something she was perfectly aware of, but it had never stopped her from getting involved in things that were probably much too large for her. She had challenged creatures several times her size, ridden into battle on the back of something that could have easily mistaken her for a particularly strange piece of equipment, and generally made a habit of going places where smaller, more sensible creatures might have thought twice. ...

Jasmine had been exploring the lakeside for the better part of the afternoon, hopping from one patch of exposed stone to another whenever she wasn't flying. Walking was perfectly fine when she had to do it, of course, but there was something terribly inconvenient about having to go around things when she could simply spread her wings and fly over them instead. Her lantern swung gently from the curled end of her antenna, casting a warm little patch of light over ...

The waterfall was a rather pretty place, Carnage supposed, though he wasn't entirely sure why Bhramari had been so insistent on bringing him here when there were perfectly good places to nap elsewhere. The little black dragon had been introduced to a female he didn't know particularly well, a bug dragon by the looks of her, and she seemed determined to make the most of their time together. He had spent a fair portion of it watching her with those enormous black ...

The village had not been prepared for three jungle dragons to arrive at once.   Beetle was the first to move through the village streets, his large insect wings folding and unfolding as he traveled between the buildings. His body carried a strongly insectified appearance, with the shape of his limbs and body resembling something far closer to a giant insect than an ordinary dragon. Two flower antennae rose from his head, the blossoms at their tips bobbing with every movement. B...

Snow was never far from Dawn.   The pastel dragon moved through the open winter landscape with a constant veil of white surrounding him, countless flakes drifting through the air wherever he went. They gathered around his body like a living snowfall, some settling briefly against his scales before being carried away by the gentle currents swirling around him. Others danced around his horns, slipped between the...

Ripple moved slowly through the open field, his dark purple body carrying a streak of color that seemed almost too bright against his scales. His most noticeable feature was the aurora marking running across him, with teal first, followed by pink and then blue. The colors remained distinct rather than blending into one another, creating a layered appearance across his body. The teal formed the upper portion of the marking, while the pink sat over the blue, giving the pattern its distinctive a...

Nye had spent the better part of the afternoon trying to convince himself that he was not nervous. It wasn't working. The medium-sized dragon stood at the edge of a quiet pool, staring down at his reflection in the water while he shifted his weight between his feet. The faint breeze stirred his mane, lifting a few strands across his face before letting them fall again. Nye ...

Carnage had never been particularly interested in looking impressive for the sake of looking impressive. Most of the things he collected had a purpose, even if that purpose was sometimes simply that he liked them. He liked shiny things, interesting things, things that looked out of place, and especially things that someone else had probably thought were worth keeping. A broken chain, a piece of colored glass, a brass buckle, an old ring, scraps of fabric, little...

Celestia had found one of her favorite places to spend the afternoon, a broad stretch of warm stone beside the water where the sun had heated the surface until it was almost impossible to resist. She had curled herself into a comfortable position, her long body stretched lazily across the rock while her dark wings rested loosely against her sides. Every so often one of her ears twitched at a distant sound, but otherwise she had little reason to move. The warmth ...

Muriel crossed the garden in the quiet hours of the afternoon, carrying a polished wooden tray filled with supplies. The main mansion stood behind him, elegant and imposing, with dark wooden beams, curved roofs, paper screens, and carefully maintained gardens surrounding it. A short distance from the mansion sat a second building, smaller than the residence but no less beautiful. It had been built specifically as a hatchery, designed to give dragon eggs...

Goddess had been arguing with herself for nearly half an hour. That was not particularly unusual for the eight-headed dragon, though the intensity of the argument certainly was. Asa had been attempting to keep everyone calm, her softer voice repeatedly drowned out by the others, while Hina kept trying to agree with whoever seemed most upset at the moment. Eiko had become increasingly skeptical of everyone's reasoning,...

Kuraokami had always spent a great deal of time thinking about things that had not happened yet. The calm waters of the cenote were especially good for it. Beneath the surface, the world became quiet and distant, leaving nothing but cool water, dim light, and the constant movement of his own thoughts. He could spend hours curled beneath the surface, following one idea into another until something entirely new emerged. Lately, however, his thoughts kept returning...

Merlin had been watching the sky for nearly an hour. There wasn't a cloud anywhere, not even a thin streak of white to break up the evening. The meadow stretched around him beneath a vast, clear expanse, the fading sunlight painting the distant horizon in soft shades of gold and orange. Small insects drifted lazily through the grass, their wings catching the last rays of daylight whenever they passed through an open patch. Nearby, Zephyra rested comfortably on a...

Nightmare had never been particularly impressed by the night sky. Stars were pretty enough, certainly, and he could appreciate something visually interesting when he saw it, but he had never understood why so many dragons seemed content to sit around staring upward for hours. There were things happening below them that were considerably more interesting. Yet tonight, he found himself lingering beside the water, his many limbs settled awkwardly against the shore ...

Carnage was usually perfectly content with his nest. It was small, tucked safely inside Viscera's shop where his little body could disappear from sight whenever he wanted. It was comfortable, familiar, and, most importantly, it gave him an excellent place from which to watch everything happening around him. He had never seen much reason to put effort into anything more elaborate. His nest served its purpose, and Carnage was not the sort of dragon who wasted ener...

The floating island drifted low over the sea, its underside trailing pale roots into open air where the ocean shimmered far below. Above, a wide rain pool had formed naturally in a smooth stone basin, catching cloudwater and wind alike. Small flowers grew in uneven clusters around the pool’s edge, bending and straightening with each gust. Birds circled the drifting landmass, occasionally dipping low before veering away again, as if unsure whether the island wa...

600 Word MinimumSuijin x BhramariBhramari hovered just above the surface of the lake, her wings humming softly as she skimmed across the water. The small dragon darted back and forth in quick, energetic bursts, leaving trails of ripples in her wake. A string of excited chirps escaped her throat as she...

Maple had found a quiet floating island and intended to keep it that way. The stocky dragon lay comfortably on a broad shelf of stone, wings folded against her sides as she watched the clouds drift lazily across the sky. The wind tugged at her long mane, carrying the scent of rain from somewhere far away. She wasn't doing anything in particular. She rarely needed to. Simply finding a place to sit and observe was enoug...