A familiar thundering growl made me look back over my shoulder just in time to scramble out of the way as my dragon swooped in low to land. He cupped his leathery wings, and only missed crushing me by a few feet as he touched down. He let out a deep bellowing roar. Under the shining light of the morning sun, he was even more fierce and beautiful than he had been the night before. His blue scales gleamed, and his black horns shone like volcanic glass. “Try not to kill me before we even get started,” I grumbled, turning away to continue on toward the armories.
