The warmth of the sun spread over Alaine's form as he stretched his full length beneath Aratha's golden eye and let it soak into his itching scales. The remains of his last meal sat heavily in him as he resisted the urge to squirm against the dew wet...
Clean, Dragon, Drake, Fear, History, Plot Progession, Satyr, Story Progression, Story Series, Violence (Not In Yiff), world building