Flying Dragon Outline Novels & Stories

She walked towards the picture. 'There is a dragon drawn on the wall in front of her. She has never seen one up close before, but the drawing isn’t hard to understand even if she didn’t know what it was called for. It’s a black and white image of a dragon, only much larger than any she’s ever seen, with four large wings, a long tail, and thick fur along its sides, two horns curling out from its skull. Its mouth opens wide, and two long teeth jut out as if ready to strike, and she can feel its power radiating off the wall. The scales are darker in coloration than those of any other dragons.' Her hand reaches up without permission as she tries to touch the painting."

Physical Appearance: The Draco is a six-limbed reptilian super creature that is similar to the dragons in English myth. Compared to any creature on Earth whether it was in the dinosaur period or in the current time period, the Draco dwarfed most land animals. On its four legs, it stood at around 11 to 13 feet tall with a total length of 45 feet with its prehensile tail making it a grand total of 60 feet. On its back was a gargantuan wingspan of 55 feet capable of carrying its heavyweight, which clocks at a total of 12,000 kilograms.

Opening the door, I peek out and see the black haired beauty staring back at me. “Hello,” I said, looking down at my bare feet. Not willing to look up, I get distracted when a glowing light comes from my rib cage. Getting this tickling feeling, I lift my shirt and take a look. Blue dragons with ice spitting from their mouths are shaped into a yin and yang sign. The glowing gets brighter, so I shield my eyes before looking down once more. My blue dragons turned into one blue and one red dragon, seeming to battle each other. Shock and disbelief come from the man in front of me. I hear a groan sound from behind him and look around his shoulder to see the same stranger I thought I had dreamed ab

“There’s nowhere to land near the compound and once again we’ll be spotted and give our position away. There’s no way Marcel’s not gearing up for a fight, he knows someone will come for her.” I turned towards Clark and shared a look with Ryder. “We’ll by flying in on our dragons.” “Shit, I was afraid you’d say that. Listen you two are the only ones who fly your dragons, it’s not common practice for dragonkin to actually fly their dragons.” His voice had gone up a notch and for the first time in my life I saw Clark nervous. “Your dragons will submit to Echo and follow his lead, it’s as easy as that. All you guys have to do is hold on and jump when we circle the compound.”

Their mouths hang open as they feel the ground shake and hear the loud roar from the sky. An incredibly large dragon with black, steel blue, and brick red scales flies above the compound with a steady stream of fire barreling out of his mouth, engulfing the building in fire. The dragon continues making passes around the building. Draven sucks in a breath, opens his mouth, and exhales as he roars, blowing flames along the building as he flies past. Smoke seeps from the dragon's body. The spaces between his scales seem transparent, allowing everyone to see the flames burning inside the dragon.

"Let's lose the ones who are following us, shall we?" "How?" Finn smirks mysteriously, and then we pick up speed, soaring above a volcano, and then a white, beautiful dragon, as large as half a mountain, takes for the skies. A melody unlike anything I've heard rattles me to the bone. It's all coming from the dragon. I do a double-take—gigantic eyes, the color of the rainbow, meet mine, and my chest heaves at the view of the magnificent creature. Its wings are like tree branches, stretching out in every direction and giving off a shimmer similar to the wings of a fairy.

As her dragon glided along warm currents, tracking Ragnar's mate, she looked up from the valleys below and beheld a breathtaking sight. In the distance flew a gigantic white dragon, her crests were tinged a dusky pink, and Titan felt she'd never seen a beast so beautiful. This must be the Queen's dragon. Beating her wings to lessen the distance between them, Titan had to put real effort in to catch up, and she was puffing before she reached the Queen's tail. There she noticed the real struggle taking place.

I snorted, problematic. 'I can fly,' Raja said in a suggestive tone. "Which is not advisable. If you fly, there is a big possibility that we will draw attention. Dragons are considered legends because of its rarity. I don't want our journey to draw attention. I don't want to leave traces as much as possible, so there is no way we would be doing that." 'Would you prefer walking, then?' Raja asked with his usual sarcasm. "Maybe you just want to show off."

Had to keep her safe. Passing through the cloud bank, I saw Drace and Finn flying in tight maneuvers under Stretch. They would let her slap into their wing and fall off. They darted in and out, in and out, making themselves into a collapsible ladder of sorts. Every time they slid her to the next rung, she slowed slightly. More dragons joined the process. Soon, it looked like a feeding frenzy of dragons in the sky. But they weren't eating. Tove hovered under them. His circles were tight and rigid, but he never took his gaze off our girl.

Clouds moved in different directions: up and down, up and down, left and right, and diagonally, with no clear destination. Augustin, for his part, had lowered his eyes and contemplated the delicate fingers clinging to his coat sleeve. He gasped when Dhara grabbed his wrist and squealed with delight as he pointed to a spot in the sky. But he didn't try to see what she was showing him and remained obsessed with the expression she now wore on her face. A majestic phoenix was flying high in the sky, taking the same route as theirs. The legendary bird soared gracefully through the air. Its feathers of a thousand shimmering colors were a breathtaking sight. But its tail, made up of feathers longer