Arrow sat down next to Kraken and Twilight, ready for the show. A green seawing- she was probably about four years old- leaped from the platform and glided, flipping herself in the air as the older dragon caught her. Arrow froze.
He was huge, bursting through the wall with ease, swatting Arrow away as he had desperately protected his sister's egg. He had scales blue as the sky, and his eyes flashed a eerie yellow light. He growled, baring his teeth as he stole the egg away, slippery as an eel. And Arrow's sister was gone.
This.
Was.
Him.
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Art & Guided-write Tagging
AdventureOmg I feel so embarrassed doing this well, don't expect a lot of updates on this one, because I don't expect I'll need to tag people on my art much.
