8- The Red Gaia
"Please no, I really don't like this." Sithris whined as Rift and Kara polished his scales. "I'm supposed to be stealthy. Shiny scales are not stealthy, they are in fact the complete opposite of stealthy." The orange drake smirked at his mate's...
7- Preparations and Departures
The days have passed and only two days remained before the Gaia. A small group of dragons sat in a room as Sithris moved his goggles over his eyes, excitedly powering on the completed dimensional portal. His orange pest mock grumping at his mate...
Choking on His Aspirations (Artwork by ShadowEyenoom)
Sithris yowled as his consciousness reluctantly returned to him. While he hated going to sleep, he despised waking up more. Sure, the black drake had plenty of things he could do once he was up, but the requirement of actually crawling out of bed was...
Story: A Heroine in Need
"Warfang, the Great City of Dragons. It had been created a millennia ago after the Fire Guardian of the time, Ignia, came to a truce with the moles, ending their war. Why, my very own Ancestors placed the first cobblestone." A short mole gleamed with...
Story: A Taste of what he wants (Artwork by Sithris)
Drip... Drip... Drip... Small droplets of seed beaded and dripped from the two silvery shafts above the orange dragon's face, each thrust from the much larger shaft above them forcing more out. They throbbed with each powerful thrust, almost...