Blackfeather Woods Bloodflood

indentA roar echoed through the woods, and the unmistakable sound of fluttering wings reached Damien's eyes as a gigantic "THERE'S A DRAGON HERE!" sign. He couldn't believe that he had finally found one of them, and immediately he darted off to get to the place where the dragon had roared.

indentThe trees all looked carbonized. Fire, he thought, and continued to walk forward on his quest only stopping to hide behing a bush when the fluttering sounded again. A gigantic black shape materialized over his head and the dragon comes out of it, roaring as just a minute ago. It turned out that the dragon wasn't but the jerk that threatened his sister just nights ago in the story-telling night, and there was no one Damien despised more in Blackfeather Woods. He was for sure a bloody dragon, one that was ready to die.

indent"The ravens will eat your eyes." the night child bluntly snarled as he came out of the bush in which he was hiding. He wasn't afraid of this wolf, or anyone else, and that was probably the deadly curse that would one day take him to the grave. But today, Damien decided it wasn't himself who would die. It was Grimnir, the ugly Dragon.