Chapter 7 - Return of Bakujirou
The younglings yelled in unison. "huh‾ a fire spin huh... this should be fun..." one of the youngling said. "c'mon moses, lets go..." karman said. (karman and moses are the only two survivors during the last accident in another valley...) "okay..."
Sorrow and Joy (Chapter Three)
"would you let a youngling go and get his favorite berry without some protection." luk wiggled out of his grip. "okay okay i'll go." "well you better hurry the little ball of fun already left."
The Story of a Dragon Part 3/Black Dragon Cave
Fighting a youngling? no....that doesnt seem to be a good choice...of a challange...."
Chapter 2) A Father of a Different Sort
"greetings, my lovely dragonelle," it said, "i see our younglings have hatched." noticing the now nearly flesh and bone carcass, he added "and i see we have an unfortunate sacrifice as well."
Seeking Forgiveness
"yes," she started off softly, "i wanted to bear his younglings, i wanted to make him as happy as possible. however, after seeing him with both you and lady iris, i began to realize that i could never make him fully happy."
Cosmic Stars - Chapter Twenty-Three
The two younglings spoke as if they were old rivals. "the infection in you must have taken affect but i do not understand why you ignore and betray us."
LoS Remanent Shadow Ch3
The black dragon looked back at the green youngling laying in his own pooling blood and answered, "just getting rid of a rather annoying nuisance."
Aurora Vera
But his eyes open not for the quarrelsome youngling, yet to rise is he, monarch of the day, while the fox and ermine their last rounds make, for short the hart their post as guard shall take.
Why Me?
There were some younglings playing near the edge as he approached. the purple color of the water gave the sun a redder look as it started setting for the evening.
The Other Dragon World: Chapter 3
"h...how heavy is that small youngling," said seraphor panting. "i never knew a youngling is a burden to a much older..."
Werewolf woes
"no youngling, it does not" the elder said. "and do you ever use your other forms?" "i'm not as young as i used to be youngling; i don't like to shift all the time.
Mourning The Sun
It was the only real word she had learned to speak of a language that felt like magic to the youngling, but now the magic was gone as her mother remained where she was, unmoving. "awa?"