My friend Puny
The wingless dragon was left speechless. the metal sphere levitated two inches above his hands. a weak buzz came from its insides while it swayed left and right.
Part 9: Therapy
Hell, he has admitted he prefers wingless ‘nesses. so i don't know… i guess we make a good match.”
Aeretus Dragon Ch. 1
Two locks clicked open revealing a distinguished older wingless western dragon. tatsu was surprised; he looked very similar to himself.
The Human Species Ch. 54 - No Man's Land
There were also a few wingless pokémon climbing the vines between the buildings, spitting vertigo in the face.
Honey I'm home
The door slammed and in walked a wingless blue dragon. "you wouldn't believe the day i had." dropping her bag in the corner she let out a big sigh. shoes coming off, she threw those next to the bag. "i'll be there in a sec."
Patient Zero
"a wingless, hornless changeling in exchange for a check up. i'm fine with that. the mean old doctor says that i'm not supposed to eat them for a while anyway." eternal grumbled in a joking manner before stepping out of the way.
Rock and Run!
The mark on the map suddenly began glowing and it's location was moved right to where they were camping, suddenly the whole ground began to quake as everyone braced themselves then out of the ground bursted a giant wingless dragon with an odd glowing stone
Staten the Obvious
#27 of fan art so back in the 90s during the start of my gargoyles craze, i created staten, a blue wingless gargoyle who was raised by humans and became a musician under the guise of being a "human in a costume" i'd gotten into ai art and apart from it not
Snakeskin - Party Time
He looked like some sort of wingless white dragon, his tail flicked behind him in some sort of anticipation as he grinned down at him with his new muzzle, which showed his pearly white fangs.
Headfeathers writing sample
Almost completely white, the wingless, flightless osprey was covered head to knees in feathers of various sizes that did little against the cold of winter.
Dragon's Coin
Out of the sheets of rain ahead of the mercenary, a humanoid, wingless dragon stepped into sight. his sandy-tan scales shone in the light provided by the nearby street lamp.
The Final Story of Streak
A wingless vulture, he was clothed in his usual victorian-era formal suit and cape, kind of dracula-esque. he was grinning maliciously at me as i hung helplessly in the air. "ooooh, you're in some biiiiiig trouble now, pup..." said dirtbag.