As the murder of crow demons fled for their lives, a blazing dragon was fiercely on their tails.
The jet black birds frantically searched for a way to escape the giant jaws that closely approached, a blaze of heat motivated the feathered friends to power through the searing pain. Their salvation is spotted in the form of an outstanding forest filled with an array of greens.
The demons acted as a hive mind as they all dived into the sea of green, the dragon's mind was just as sharp as the hive mind of demons and ducked down to follow them while the group persisted in their plummet. Only when all of the jet black demons disappeared into the greens id the dragon begrudgingly give up their chase for the time being. The gang calmed their breath as they finally dropped down to rest.
The leader of the demon crows separated them self from the party, bag in clawed hand, and peered into the bag pulling out their prize of an egg the size of their head, Or at least was. Now all that was there was egg shells but a miniature, slimy, red dragon sat behind them whipping their tiny tail.
The lanky, demon clapped a clawed hand over their beak, with wide eyes they poked the red anomaly. Cold enveloped the clawed finger with the newly hatched dragon trying to bite down with no teeth. Making a vomiting sound the bird wiped their finger on their tattered clothes. The demonic leader stayed silent as they dropped to the ground, the unbelievable sight of red transitions to a pastel yellow and hops to the leader, mimicking their drop and rests their horned head on the gigantic black creatures foot.
