Just Another Day
Byris slowly and cautiously stuck his head out into the hall peeking around the cracked open door of his bedroom. Looking first left and then right down the empty halls lines with red and gold tapestries and long carpets. He breathed a sigh of relief...
Not Just Another Day
Byris woke up or thought he did still dreaming. Warm and comfortable pressed against a warm body of soft scales and enticing scent. This was nice he thought drifting between sleeping and waking, a nice dream, as he hugged the warm body to him his paws...