Scales and Honor- Viridian Night: Prologue
She smothered the coming sob with her wing, burying her snout into the smooth membranes. her ears perked as she heard the lone solitary howl of a wolf drifting in the night air.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 14: The Glen Between Shadows
Ilvirur led the charge, her blue scales gleaming like wet paint beneath the sun, under scales shadow-dark, wing membranes inked with delicate white swirls.
Scales and Honor- Viridian Night: Chapter 4
Lyyreth took a step back, his eyes going to her wing membranes. "i am not one of those hunters." infinity took two steps back, ignoring his words. alarm flared in her eyes as she cursed herself.
Scales and Honor- Night Rising: Chapter 8
With a tilt of her membranes she angled herself and swooped down towards him. she managed to avoid another attack of his claws as she aimed once again for his legs.
Born Anew
Looking around me, i could also see that their was now a type of thin membrane that was surrounding me. them membrane looked like tissue paper that was wet with small red like lines through it.
Scales and Honor- Swirling Storm: Chapter 21
Her frills twitched on either side of her head as a small ripple traveled down the membranes of her wings, causing the teal to wiggle her tail.
Scales and Honor- Swirling Storm: Chapter 13
He tilted his membranes to enter a turn. he brought her lower and lower until they came to a large hilly spot near the stone.
DRW 1
He laid down on the roof gently so as to not damage the wing membranes and quickly dialed the number of his father. “reginald? it’s rather late. why are you calling me? is it jeremy? is everything alright?”
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Twenty Seven
With his other forepaw, he dragged his pads in teasing lines and circles against the delicate membranes. “wing tickles!” “nooooooo!” revaramek twisted and squirmed, unable to stop growling giggles from escaping him.
Knight of Soular: Chapter 8
Garrick gasped, admiring the sun painting his blue scales in a honied glow as the dragon spread his vast membranes into a glide. the wind ruffled the thin membranes as the beast descended slowly, the limp corpse of a stag dangling from his jaws.
Sleepover story - abandoned, untitled.
His dress was of similar theme, but modified to accomodate the wing membranes along his sides - the shirt slit down each side, held closed by buttons at each hip. his large ears flicked slightly, nervously.
The Life of a Brood Mother Ch. 1
The fluid that suspended it within the membrane of flesh began to slosh around as the sack moved up toward the light.