He stirred, the hatchling was still asleep, so he dare not move. It was still cold, and there was no sign of any other dragon. He looked around, he slowly got up after seeing a rabbit. Charging, he killed the rabbit with a blow to the neck. He dragged it over to the hatchling. It stirred at the hint of food, and he nudged it over. It took a bite and went back to sleep, so he kept guard. He soon dozed off for a while, suddenly a booming noise erased the silent, there was panic. He grabbed the hatchling and ran, and kept running. After running so long his legs started to ache. The forest gave way to moorlands, and so he was out in the open. He found another shrub and set the hatchling down in it. He lay guard of the shrub. "Gosh...my legs never hurt this much." So he dozed off. He woke, only to scoot into the shrub, and curl around the hatchling to sleep. It started to rain, but it was dry in the shrub, they kept sleeping, as a dragon slipped silently past. It looks like they are on the run again...but from what?
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The Land of The Forgotten
FantasyThis is basically a story about my OC, Bluefire...you can probably tell he's a dragon. So basically I had a dream of my OC being chased down, so this is what it came out as. Hope you enjoy. P.S I have SERIOUS writer's block....most of my stories are...
