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Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Dragons Lost Chapter 3


                                 Dragons Lost

                                Chapter 3 : Griffins and Dragons Don't Mix 

    The forest was silent. All was calm. Well accept for the raging pair of dragons riping trees limb from limb, to find their lost eggs.
 " Veelen! I found tracks!" Mostan growled after pulling apart a huge log. Veelen galloped toward her mate then slid to a stop. The stared down at the prints, both knew the animal that made them. Griffins.

 Mostan sniffed the cold night air, slowly drawing the sent to make a trail he could fallow.                
" I got the sent"
" Then get your wings ready and fly!"
" How could a griffin not be seen in a dark den?"
" JUST FLY MOSTAN!"
Veelen spread her large icy blue wings carefully she crouched low to the ground, ready to leap into the night sky. Mostan with his faded black and red wings spread them out quickly. No matter how much he loved Veelen, it was still painful for him to be yelled at.
"V..Veelen?"
"Mostan."
" Why did you snap at me?"
" What do you think!"
Veelen hissed angrily then leaped into the sky. Mostan  lowered his head in defeat. He took off yet it felt as if his heart was twice as heavy as it was before. Veelen crept besides Mostan.
" Mostan... I..I'm sorry. I'm just scared for our eggs."
" I forgive you Veelen.. I do hate when you snap though.."
Both dragons flew side by side, suddenly a sharp gust of air hit Mostan's face. Mostan blew on Veelen, just a puff of air.
"Hey what was that for?!"
"That's called pay-back baby"
" Pay-back is not suddenly blowing air in someones face Mostan."
" You did it to me!"
"I did not Mostan!"
"Then who did it to me?!"

Mostan flew forward fast, he grabbed infront of him and growled. A shrill cry, like that of a hawk, rang through the night. Mostan blew fire above the animal. A midnight black griffin with a large leather sack draped across his back, now stuck in Mostan's grip.
 Veelen snatched the griffin from her mate, she tried to rip the leather sack off the griffin yet to many straps held it down.
The griffin screamed then suddenly bit down hard on Veelen's paw. Veelen roared with rage, she opened her maw ready to let a long stream of flame blaze around the griffin. Mostan snached the griffin from Veelen remembering that this griffin could hold their eggs. Veelen's claw barely missed the griffin, yet suddenly the leather sack fell from the thief's back.

                                  Down.. Down ... falls they precious cargo....

      Hey guys Templado here! Another taste of Dragons Lost. Will they save the eggs? Will the griffin get away? Will poor little Mostan get snapped at again?       Find out soon!!!!
   
                                                                                                              ~ Templado  
     
  

2 comments:

  1. Good job, L- I mean Templado!
    -Tiger

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  2. Miss Templado! This is excellent. It really is. I like the title...Will they save the eggs? Hope to find out soon!
    -President Fantasy

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