Each claw was larger then me. I felt vulnerable like a fly in a venus fly trap green house. I watched as the ground disappeared and blended in with the clouds and the wind flew past my head. The dragon stopped shooting towards the sky and turned to the left and kept on flying.
With each wing beat the dagger like claws clamped tighter and tighter around my waist until it was hard to breath. My wings were soon wrapped around me like a tight blanket. I kept quiet though the few times I didn't the purple two legged dragon hissed at me.
We flew for half an hour or more when more ear shattering screeches emerged from the clouds. Soon enough I could make out mountains.
The screeches kept filling the air as more two legged dragons swooped around and above us nearly missing my capturer's out stretched wings. Some starred at me with dirty glares others completely ignored me.
The dragons heading towards the nest held sheep or fish and the ones flying in the opposite direction were empty handed. They must be hunting.
Many nest blurred past underneath me. Some with eggs others with hipper little babies. The dragon finally slowed and perched on one of the mountain ledges. Taking no time to lay me down gently I crashed into the rocky ground.
I quickly got to my feet. I slipped a few times. Hunger is getting to me. In front of me was three babies squeaking and jumping in the bowl of branches.
Two pairs of daggered feet landed on the other side of the nest. My capturer and her mate. It was obvious I'm the food.
The capturer muttered a few words two her mate. He shuffled his navy blue feet and starred at me. He took a step forwards and I took a step back.
My foot hit the edge of the ledge and rocks tumbled down the rocky hill where my foot made them lose. They disappeared into the clouds below. The thought of jumping flashed through my mind as he came closer but I quickly realized it was a death wish.
I hissed at him when he was so close I could feel his warm breath on my chest. It was hopeless.
His beak like jaw clamped around my neck cutting my air off as he grew me up win the air. I closed my eyes shut and held my breath as if it would help me. Quickly wind flew around me and the familiar grip of claws clamped my waist. I opened one eye and I realized I was flying again. Another dragon hade caught me and I was headed towards another nest.
Hunting must be a game for them. They toss the food around until someone eats it. The dragon who I was snatched from came raging after me. He tackled his opponent and I was tossed and snatched at. I could feel pain but fear over ruled that completely. The cries of anger and frustration continued from them both and stopes abruptly soon as I was dropped.
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I never knew air could move so freely and zip pass you at the speed of light. The air flew flawlessly around my face and tapered off at the tail. My wings flopped around me and my tail swung out of control. The ground was coming close at a dangerous pace. Rocks and grass spun around in my vision.
Out of the corner of my eye I seen another two legged clawed dragon. This one a light blue colour. Her horns framed her face and continued down her tail. One second I was falling down the next I'm scooped up and heading along the horizon. I was in the claws of another dragon. This time the grip was almost...gentle...or as gentle as being held by a dragon could be.
Closely behind followed a pitch black night fury.
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Sky Fury
General FictionNight Fury, a mixture of lightning and death itself. Or at least that's what the Vikings of Berk believe. They think of this every waking moment and dream of it at night. The pitch black, almost cat like dragon soaring around them and finally striki...