The Dragon In The Dungeon: How Far We Fall
He snapped his jaws at the urd'thin.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Sixty Three
There was fear and confusion, the cold water, his mother's voice, the urd'thin's laugh. the darkness and suffocating fear, inescapable. he swallowed, shaking his head. "that's...about all i remember."
The Dragon In The Dungeon: Echoes Of Sin
May as well let all the workers see the old dragon was helping the urd'thin learn to read.
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"vatch not fluffy," the urd'thin protested. "females fluffy! pups fluffy! vatch not fluffy." "vatch very much fluffy," kaylen said, laughing as she let him go.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Sixty Eight
"then what _is_ the point, little urd'thin? you've clearly put a lot of time and effort into this, and i'm sure that somewhere in that confused little pup head of yours, this is very important. so go on, enlighten me!"
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventy Four
The older urd'thin was chained to the wall, his manacles locked into black chains, his ankles the same. his collar was bound to the stone. it was the same thing, every time. year in, year out.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventy Three
The urd'thin in the dream was a child, a pup. alone and empty in a vast, beautiful desert. a gorgeous but lonely place. no one to keep him company.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventy Five
Some of the snow that fell through the entrance twisted across the floor in a whirling spiral, and in a flash, built itself into an urd'thin. built itself into vakaal's father. snow became fur and flesh. father put a hand on vakaal's shoulder.
A Day on the Job
An urd'thin. avil had to return to his duties so i'm your driver now." lucas's attention snapped down to the fellow who turned out to be a short red and black furred canid. they couldn't be any taller than three and a half feet.
Merry Christmas, Valyrym! ( A DitD Christmas Tale)
It sounds like something even an urd'thin would find disgusting." "he's a crotchety old miser in a local christmas tale." alia started off through the trees again, her voice muffled somewhat by all the falling snow.
The Dragon In The Dungeon: Sigils In The Stone
Somehow the children encountered the urd'thin's own children, and forged an alliance.
Merry Christmas, DitD-Verse! ( Another DitD Christmas Tale )
The little chocolate-furred urd'thin with horns and big ears was busy stuffing his face with christmas cookies. crumbs clung to his muzzle. the woman all had a mug of egg nog, and a half empty bottle of expensive rum sat amidst their mugs.