Mental Combat
Then flames formed in them and shoot forward in a stream of fire, that countered the fire of the flamebreath. both rex and dark rex were shocked, but then rex heard bayron's voice in his head again "is it! rex, use the fire!"
The Other Dragon World: Chapter 14
Without thinking much, shyplis ran inside and met with dark surroundings, that was lit with dragon fires that were intended to him.
Final horizon
~Dream~ Chapter 3 Drifting...I felt like I was drifting... Drifting away... Peacefully ... In a misty field of white flowers with a moon above. I pawed at one of the flowers and white sparkles flew from it and slowly formed into a shape of a whispy...
La Tramuntana - Chapter 3
“the benifit, of course, is that i don't need to be so scared of fire." and he laughed, manically. i need to call the police. what number was it? would 999 work? no, that was a number from before i even moved to spain. 112 could work.
Dragon Who
This is a very quick and short story that i wrote after the idea of a crossover between doctor who and wings of fire snapped in my mind. enjoy ! vworp vworp ... vworp vworp ...
A Christmas In Pyrrhia
Tsunami was restless, she had been the director of Jade Mountain Academy for a decade and a half and she had seen many teachers come and go but her friends stayed. Even Webs grew to be a students' favorite. She looked out of the window from her...
Wings of Fire: The Pee of Pyrrhia
Sunny felt content as she slipped through the elegant water of the Oasis, the way it rippled across her scales, the way it's warmth - heated by the desert sun - soaked into her body, for a SandWing, she had never felt more at peace. What was most...
Sunny Accidentally Kicks Starflight Somewhere... Sensitive...
"Tips for smaller dragons," Starflight said, reading the battle scroll out loud, "If you are a smaller dragon, and you are fighting a dragon of a bigger size, specifically male, get in close underneath them, and kick them in the..." Starflight went...
Prologue (Unnamed series)
._ _a hive on fire._ _the queen gone._ no one knew what to do. their minds were all awash with abject terror. the comfort of the voice that had always been there, guiding their movements, their thoughts. the voice that could control them.
The Kitten of Fire - medium poem
Laying on a desk is the shadow of a cat. Normal in size with strange looking whiskers, That are symmetrical on both cheeks, connected at the base. From the shadow you can see a similar tail. A long feline tail with small spikes at the tip. The...
The Ashen Monument
In the wake of devastating fire, someone comes back to rediscover a nearly-lost treasure.
Myth
To whoever it may concern, be it human or otherwise, There's something you should know before I get into all of this. In fact, you should probably know a lot of things. One of which is that this was not written by a human. I am a pure werewolf,...