bows when she changes your underpants.”
All three laughed and my fascination and admiration came to an abrupt halt. No one insults a royal silver dragon. I charged. Hitting Bastian was like slamming into solid rock. We both plummeted toward the ground in a tangle of wings and talons. Sarn used his claws and grasped where my wings met my body to stop us from crashing. Bastian twisted away and skyrocketed high into the clouds with a plume of smoke drifting behind him.
Sarn made a disgusted sound in his throat. “Don’t listen to Bastian and ignore the smoke. He can’t make fire, but he loves to show off that he’s getting close.” He released me and flew down to the ground to land in a large meadow. Laryn followed and my biting curiosity made me join them. Bastian flew down a minute later and the three of them stood watching me intently.
“You got a problem, kid?” Bastian taunted while his large tail made tight sweeps behind him.
I didn’t like him. “I’m not a kid. I’ll reach maturity in forty years.”
Laryn, the brilliant blue dragon spoke for the first time. “We’ve got twenty years on you, so to us, you’re a kid.” He added a giant blue eye roll to accent his derision.
I was so pompous back then and knew nothing but obedience when I spoke to beings who were lesser than me. “The three of you should bow in my presence and kiss my feet if I demand it.”
Sarn, the glorious purple dragon laughed the loudest. “I’ll tell you what. If you can defeat us, we’ll bow and I’ll even kiss your dirty, smelly feet.” His tail made a grand sweep and Laryn’s mammoth head lowered to avoid it.
“Yeah make us,” Bastian mocked. Fire showed in his blue gaze as he challenged me.
They were larger than I was and there were three of them. It didn’t matter that I had no chance of beating them. I was young and prepared to conquer the world. I was smart though and knew there was only one way I had a shot of coming out of this with little damage. I shifted to human. “Do I take you one at a time or all together?” I said with the bravado of youth refusing to let them see how scared I truly was.
They all shifted and even in human form they were bigger than I was. Bastian came forward first. “If you can stand up after we each have a go at you, I won’t bow, but I will give you my respect.”
I charged as soon as the word “respect” left his lips. We fell to the ground with me throwing ungainly punches that did little damage. With Bastian’s larger size he easily rolled so I was beneath him. He toyed with me and none of his strikes was enough to truly hurt. It was his laughter that made me angrier, though. I refused to give in and managed to land a good punch to his nose. It made a loud crunch. The pain brought brighter fire into the dark inner irises of Bastian’s eyes. He got serious and I took a major beating for the punch to his nose. When I could no longer defend myself, Sarn and Laryn pulled Bastian off.
“You had enough?” Laryn asked.
My head spun as I breathed hard and blood ran from my mouth. I shakily got to my hands and knees and then my feet. This time, I charged Laryn. He twisted away and placed his foot out to trip me. I landed with a hard thud. I was winded, but Laryn was close enough so I kicked out. His legs buckled and he fell beside me. I grabbed him and we began rolling. A solid fist to the side of my head made me see stars. Laryn stood up and wiped the blood from his face.
“He’s scrappy,” he said to the other two dragons.
I was slower to get up this time, but finally managed to gain my feet. “You next,” I nodded to Sarn.
“Hell no,” he said. “I don’t look good in red; that’s Bastian’s color.” He gave me an ear to ear grin and stepped forward with his hand out. “I’m Sarn. What’s your name?”
I looked from his hand to the grin on his face. I took his offered hand and we shook. “I’m Tahr, of the royal silver dynasty.”
He squeezed a
All three laughed and my fascination and admiration came to an abrupt halt. No one insults a royal silver dragon. I charged. Hitting Bastian was like slamming into solid rock. We both plummeted toward the ground in a tangle of wings and talons. Sarn used his claws and grasped where my wings met my body to stop us from crashing. Bastian twisted away and skyrocketed high into the clouds with a plume of smoke drifting behind him.
Sarn made a disgusted sound in his throat. “Don’t listen to Bastian and ignore the smoke. He can’t make fire, but he loves to show off that he’s getting close.” He released me and flew down to the ground to land in a large meadow. Laryn followed and my biting curiosity made me join them. Bastian flew down a minute later and the three of them stood watching me intently.
“You got a problem, kid?” Bastian taunted while his large tail made tight sweeps behind him.
I didn’t like him. “I’m not a kid. I’ll reach maturity in forty years.”
Laryn, the brilliant blue dragon spoke for the first time. “We’ve got twenty years on you, so to us, you’re a kid.” He added a giant blue eye roll to accent his derision.
I was so pompous back then and knew nothing but obedience when I spoke to beings who were lesser than me. “The three of you should bow in my presence and kiss my feet if I demand it.”
Sarn, the glorious purple dragon laughed the loudest. “I’ll tell you what. If you can defeat us, we’ll bow and I’ll even kiss your dirty, smelly feet.” His tail made a grand sweep and Laryn’s mammoth head lowered to avoid it.
“Yeah make us,” Bastian mocked. Fire showed in his blue gaze as he challenged me.
They were larger than I was and there were three of them. It didn’t matter that I had no chance of beating them. I was young and prepared to conquer the world. I was smart though and knew there was only one way I had a shot of coming out of this with little damage. I shifted to human. “Do I take you one at a time or all together?” I said with the bravado of youth refusing to let them see how scared I truly was.
They all shifted and even in human form they were bigger than I was. Bastian came forward first. “If you can stand up after we each have a go at you, I won’t bow, but I will give you my respect.”
I charged as soon as the word “respect” left his lips. We fell to the ground with me throwing ungainly punches that did little damage. With Bastian’s larger size he easily rolled so I was beneath him. He toyed with me and none of his strikes was enough to truly hurt. It was his laughter that made me angrier, though. I refused to give in and managed to land a good punch to his nose. It made a loud crunch. The pain brought brighter fire into the dark inner irises of Bastian’s eyes. He got serious and I took a major beating for the punch to his nose. When I could no longer defend myself, Sarn and Laryn pulled Bastian off.
“You had enough?” Laryn asked.
My head spun as I breathed hard and blood ran from my mouth. I shakily got to my hands and knees and then my feet. This time, I charged Laryn. He twisted away and placed his foot out to trip me. I landed with a hard thud. I was winded, but Laryn was close enough so I kicked out. His legs buckled and he fell beside me. I grabbed him and we began rolling. A solid fist to the side of my head made me see stars. Laryn stood up and wiped the blood from his face.
“He’s scrappy,” he said to the other two dragons.
I was slower to get up this time, but finally managed to gain my feet. “You next,” I nodded to Sarn.
“Hell no,” he said. “I don’t look good in red; that’s Bastian’s color.” He gave me an ear to ear grin and stepped forward with his hand out. “I’m Sarn. What’s your name?”
I looked from his hand to the grin on his face. I took his offered hand and we shook. “I’m Tahr, of the royal silver dynasty.”
He squeezed a
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