Shadewood he will tear your city down, lei o lai o lord

phone, bus post

There was a change in him, there was a rustle and her little dragon witnessed it. Now that he had his wings, she would not feather him to her side. Soon he would have fire to burn those who dare try but for now, he could only huff smoke and use his teeth. As he was doing now.

take that!

He took those razors to a very evil stick, his foe was touch but he was brave and attacked without thought. A soft smile curved on her lips as she watched her fledgling, it would seem his gallant fight had drawn a maiden to see the spectacle. Would she find this tug-of-war to be fascinating or maybe she would like to join in? Curious the mother gave a soft cuffing sound, tilting her head at the silver child. Before addressing her son.

"my dragon, it os very gallant of you to protect us from such a vile tree." her words were elegant and grand as she gave a soft bow to show he was going a good thing.