Alpha Dragon
he whispers into my mind.
"Return my bride, you ugly, red-spawned demon from hell," I yell back with a bellow that should have blown away his castle. His tail comes out and wallops my back legs. My front talons strike through the cloud to the side of me and I feel the satisfying grind of nails against armored scales.
A well-placed punch to my jaw is my reward. I shake my great head, spin, and charge through another cloud only to find him gone.
"Let me know when you tire so we can land and discuss this like mature men."