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The day had a chill in the air, a frosty bite that would have most, if not all creatures big and small staying holed up in their nice warm dens. Away from the cold and whatever was happening in the small clearing, especially what was happening in the small clearing. The clearing was surrounded with loosely spaced trees which hid the sun with crispy brown leaves, ready to fall at any moment. The sun shone weakly on the more central parts of the clearing, where th...

The snow was soft today. Not freshly fallen, but settled into a quiet crust, light enough to walk across, but heavy enough to hold the shape of their feet. Meethuran moved first, slow and deliberate. Her breathing caused low clouds that curled from her nose and drifted behind her before vanishing. The forest around them held its silence. Fur trees creaked gently, a calming sound. Somewhere above, a bird called out and was gone again. Rathiel walked behind her, s...

She was interested, far more interested in this male than the previous earth male that had tried to woo her. He was big, strong, powerful, with giant sharp fangs and muscular hands that ended in deadly points. Now this…this was a worthy opponent. His feathered scales were a dusty grey, with swirling yellow marks racing up his legs like golden veins. He had a feathered crest and magnificent celestial running from the back of his head, all the way down to the ti...

She was beautiful, even from the distance he had seen her from, he could tell. She was a dusty brown and grey, with darker rosettes across her body, a club of crystal and a mask to match. Her mane was long and luxurious, clear blue eyes like a perfect sky, all together she was a work of art. He matched her in some ways, primarily the dusty brown grey color he sported. But unlike her he had white patches, white stripes, the mask of a cockatiel bird and a pale yel...

He was a beast, a demon, taking a physical form in the real world. He was a sight to see, indescribable with his marking, sporting a head of large dangerous antlers, his head was a skull, full of sharp dangerous teeth. His wings were gigantic, impressively truly but his personality wasn’t the best. He was mean, mean in a way that made his beauty useless. What was the point in beauty if your personality didn’t match? She herself wasn’t anything to scoff at ...

It was a normal thing, finding Eden wandering around where he shouldn’t be, which was basically anywhere that wasn’t his home in the eyes of his dragon, Azazel. Eden was sick majority of the time so it was Azazel and Eden’s other dragon’s responsibility to make sure he stays safe, even if they can’t force him to stay inside and in bed. So here Azazel found himself with his rider, somewhere in the middle of the mountains, in the middle of nowhere Azazel...

Strength - Wordcount 910 The heat was oppressive; the air heavy with humidity and the smell of damp earth and grass. Last night’s heavy rain had provided relief at the height of the dry season for the animals that lived in the savanna, but for the gathered dragons, it was one more obstacle to overcome. Even Arenig, arguably the most well-equipped due to his fiery nature, smooth scales, the ice that lay in heavy plates down his back, and the clouds that shrouded him, found th...

The Sparknest was alive, dark, craggy stone and small, trickling springs reflecting the radiant display lighting up the night sky. With some cracks and pops and the occasional shrill whistle, bright colors leaped into the air and bloomed like flowers, flashes that seared the eye and were gone as soon as they appeared, leaving thin, brimstone-smelling smoke in a haze that made the distant stars blurry, hard to see. Below, dragons gathered to witness the rainbow geysers. The first...