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A Summer in Scales Two A Summer in Scales
"Bent get up dude mom and dad want to get going like right now." A voice said to me through the darkness of the closet that I slept in.
Without even moving or lifting my head I replied groggily "Tell them I will be down later."
The closet door closed and I stood up; stretching from my head all the way to the end of my tail. M claws dug into the carpeted floor as the feeling of refreshment flowed through me. Kyle, the person who woke me, was downstairs talking to his parents.
"No tell him we have to
Amulet-ed Love Amulet-ed Love
Atom dashed through the forest holding his bleeding and injured right thigh. Crashing noises came behind him signaling that the beast was drawing nearer than what he originally suspected.
"Oh why did I have to steal that amulet from the griffin in the first place!" Cried Atom in vain
Poison from the wound started to take affect on him now that his heart rate had picked up. The trees were getting closer and closer the farther in he ran; this made it so the griffin had to slow down and go around more obstacles.
Growing dizzier and sicker from the venom Atom knew he was going to die. Collapsing in a huff onto the ground he finally watched as the griffin drew closer. It stood tall and proud; covered in orange fur and feathers.
Everything was blurry and dist
A Summer in Scales A Summer in Scales
Accidents can cripple, hurt, and cause destruction. Well a little known fact is; accidents can also reveal secrets dark secrets. Some secrets we keep to save others some we keep just to save our reputations.
Then we have secrets that are kept to protect ourselves from serious harm. I learned this the hard way; now here I am standing before three creatures of legend. Shaking and in fear for my life just because I had an accident.
The day started off like any other day. My small suburban neighborhood was silent like it should be. The forest that was behind our community was alive with only chirpings of birds and other various animals.
I was laying in my front yard soaking up the heat of the day; hoping that summer would go by slowly without anyt
A Dragon Impulse Part Six A Dragon Impulse
Time was never on my side and I thought that was bad enough. No it wasn't; because now I had to find a way to save myself or face life as a dragon. One week to reverse the dragon's "impulse"; the "impulse" was apparently reverting me to my "true" state.
I wasn't buying it . I am HUMAN and nothing will ever change
Atom and SassyAtom and Sassy
The forest was quiet with anticipation as a young brown haired girl stalked her prey. A thick mist had settled over the land making visibility reduced to almost nothing. She carried her bow gently as she searched for a deer.
Vikings were normally quite larger than this young girl but what she lost in size she gained in stealth. This was a test for her to see if she could be like the rest of the Vikings and put some food on the table.
She stood proud as she listened for anything that might lead her to her prey. Her green eyes shone, white teeth adding to their gleam, and a kind face that would make you smile.
This young Viking had a name and she had pride in who she was. She was Sassy; Sassy was kind and caring of others. This trait was not one that was highly looked upon in her clan but it did not stop her.
The quiet surrounding her was broken by a twig snapping a grunt of pain. Once Sassy heard the grunt; her instincts kicked in. Someone was hurt and she needed to help
From GraniceBackground Stories
Love I have always felt it and known it for my whole life. Humans say dragons are just mindless beasts that go around and kill for thrill. Well my life shows just how wrong you humans truly are.
My name is Granice Shersickle and I am a light blue, water dragoness. On four legs my height is four feet, two inches. Human women don't like to tell about their age and neither do we dragoness's.
I was hatched deep in the heart of an isolated mountain range that you humans have yet to discover. Just don't think I didn't see the world as a hatchling; my mother, Brasila, thought that traveling and watching the humans from afar would help me better come to terms of the dangers out in the world, past the mountains we called home.
Father he thought differently. My father was a highly respected dragon-clan chief, and everything had to be dragon not human. Now that I think about it, after mom and I would come home after a travel, he would be waitin
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