Blackfeather Woods For the night is dark and full of stories

Ones stayed quite while he listened to the wolves stories. He had his own to legend tell and he trying to remember all the details. As the dark wolf, who he did not know finished their story Ohen smiled before speaking. "I will tell a story about a great creature called the Dragon" he said and looked around for the wolves reactions. "A long time ago the world was ending and fire took over the earth. A lizard was absorbed by fire, but instead of dying it morphed into a powerful beast called a Dragon. The beast had a body as big as a mountain, and wings that could carry it above the clouds. It breathed fire, and it eyes would eat your very soul. One day the Dragon died and in its last moments alive it turned into solid stone." he said and took a deep breath.

"It is said that the Dragon's body turned into a mountain, and that one day, when the fire returns to earth - the beast will live again." Ohen wondered what the wolves thought of his story. He smiled and waited to see if anyone else would share a story.