A day in a dragon's skin 7(Note: LotsofEraserDust--You know what, check the others. It's there too.)
We'd been gliding for around ten minutes and I'm sure all of us were getting worried. I'm pretty sure those crumbs weren't going to last very long and we dragons wouldn't be able to carry our humans for long. Only Firzenes master knew how to levitate but any longer than ten seconds and Well, I dont think I need to explain that part.
Just over a forest, mistress shuddered slightly and saw that she was starting to change again!
"Guys, I think we have a problem!" She said, noting that she was morphing. I grabbed her robes by the back and tried to pull her along. Futile effort or not, I'm not staying still when she's in trouble!
"Draco, Firzene, go help Janika. I think I ate a bigger crumb so; I should be alright until we reach the lake. Xyphos can levitate himself, and the lakes not that far away-- just keep pushing! Ordered Dracos mistress. She dropped behind all of us and used
A day in a dragon's skin 6(Note: LotsofEraserDust owns this story.)
We made it! Now all that's left to do is--
Ok, maybe not yet. In one last go at catching us all, Modread threw a barrier around the whole canyon!
"I have you now, mortals! And once I'm through with you, you'll wish you'd never done that!" We heard Modread cackle as he erupted from the ground with his smoke wraith army.
Firzene shouted back, "Well, at least we gave you some decent exercise for, what, the last twenty centuries? Grandpa!"
Draco saw the opportunity to have a go at Modread's ego and added his bit, saying "Me thinks he's too old to be a grandpa. We should put him in a museum and call him a relic!"
"SILENCE, PUNY MORTALS!" Modread yelled, his army agreeing loudly with him. Draco and Firzene smirked at each other and had another go. Mistress and I tried to count the army. It was at least a hundred to one!
Firzene's master (I think I'll just call him that) was thumping hard on the barrier with his tail, trying to find a way
A day in a dragon's skin 5(Note: As per usual, LotsofEraserDust owns the story rights. )
Fire, darkness, wind, ice and energy were all focused on the opal as we blew at it furiously. As it began to vaporize, I couldn't handle the fumes very well and started coughing. Draco's mistress blew the smoke at the turtle dragon and we all held our breath, hoping against the world normally proving nice dragon-man wrong that it would work.
It worked! The turtle dragon's nostrils twitched slightly and it got up, giving us a view of the chains around its feet.
Draco's mistress fanned the fumes desperately and we all prayed it would work. It seemed that the lucky charm Draco was always wearing worked because the turtle dragon sniffed at the air before charging at our cage with a ferocity and speed that stunned us.
"Hit the deck!" Firzene screeched. We all got as far from the glass as we could and the turtle dragon lunged at it with its huge, jade claws. Ok, I think they're jade.
The glass shattered like it had been hit with
A day in a dragon's skin 4(Note: LotsofEraserDust still owns it.)
We all went through the round for some time. Let me tell you, it wasn't nice at all!
Soon, we found ourselves in a big cave and mistress muttered something about a guy called...what was it?Rat man?
There were cages full of strange creatures and lots of glass containers as well as other things all over the cave. It was a wonder everything fit.
Modread picked up a cage and tipped us all in, mistress getting stuck at the bottom of the pile.
"Get off me!" She screamed irritably. So we all did.
Modread picked up a giant check-board and wrote something down before going to another room.
"This guy is OBSESSED! I've never seen so many rare being collected in one place! Look, over there, is the skeleton of a rare blue pheonix! Then over there has to be a behemoth...no, it's a roc without the wings. They're about the same size, either way." Went the nice dragon-man. I don't see what the big deal is. It's allready dead.
We all let him go on while we tried t
A day in a dragon's skin 3(Note: Is this really necessary? LotsofEraserDust owns the true story. Not me!)
After we followed Draco around for some time, mistress got worried. I could see why. There was thick white mist everywhere which made it hard to see. It also made it look like there were monsters where there shouldn't be. I told mistress we could get in, get a weapon and get out easily which made her feel a bit better. Too bad it didn't work for me. Heheh...
"There it is!" Said Draco, pointing a claw to a big, deep, dark hole in the ground. We all started to head for it carefully.
Ok, most of us. Nice dragon-man flew too fast and crash-landed into a stinky pile of wyvern dung. Wyverns are nice but they eat too much stuff that makes their poop stinky. He shook off the worst of it but the smell was awful! We needed to find some water soon so his smell wouldn't attract something big and mean. Or before we all lost it.
Firzene let me lead so he could watch from the back. He said there were flashes of red in the
A day in a dragon's skin 2(Note: Still don't own this story. LotsofEraserDust owns it.)
Every one was either scared or laughing. And then the funny magic-man called Cysero popped in. He went up to the nice man and said "Is it me or are you shorter than usual?"
The nice man--er dragon--just smiled and all of a sudden, mistress jumped up and attacked the mage's face!
"Aaargh! Sharp little claws! Get her off, get her off, get her off, get her off!" He screamed while he tried to pry her off. She just kept trying to eat his ears! Haha!
"I think you added Dragon's Bane to your cookies." Said Firzene on a rock. Hmph. He looked happy now. That's weird 'cause he usually gets mad when we eat his cookies. Now he's happy 'cause we're all dragons, I guess. I know I am. Hee!
"Cool! I always wanted to be a dragon!" Said the nice dragon-man. He flapped his new wings a few times and started laughing and twisting around in the air. Then, a breeze picked up and he crashed into Firzene. Haha, take that, Firzene! They both tumbled
A day in a dragon's...skin(Disclaimer: I don't own this story, it belongs to LotsofEraserDust. I'm just telling it through Dracona's eyes 'cause it's fun. I don't own DragonFable, either.)
"Hey, Dracona. Wake-up. Said a voice. I uncurled myself from my bed and looked up into my mistress' face. Looking out the window, I was surprised that the sun was still low and it was still cold. Mistress usually wakes up when the sun is high and it's really warm.
We went downstairs to eat a quick breakfast, the elves were already eating. The elf with the dark hair, Alagos is what mistress and Draco's mistress call him, paled when he saw me and gulped down his bread as fast as he could.
Maybe that's our fault. We always love to bite him.
The elf with the white hair, the one they call Ainion, didn't even look at me while he ate some fish and seaweed but I could feel that he was angry about the last time I bit him.
He fights back when we bite him so we bite the black-haired one more.
I sniffed and smelled something yummy