Wyvern

by Grace Draven

The smoke cleared and the bonfire blazed, light catching on black scales. The parts of the creature’s body revealed suddenly coiled upward into a towering spiral. Once more the air around her blew in gusts, bending the flames until they sheared across the rock she cowered behind for safety. The coil loosened, collapsing toward earth, and Elsbeth’s shrill scream bounced off the cliff walls as a visage from a demon’s nightmares hurtled toward her.

I have no idea what's going on here

foot. The legs in the front had merged with the wings, just like a bat’s, and its body was that of a viper, sinuous and serpentine.

it would make a lot more sense if the wyvern's body was compact like a bird's

“I’ll take my young to her dam in a few days.”

Damn after all that angst I thought the wait was gonna be in YEARS why the fuck he getting sad over less than a week??

“Wait for me, Beth,” he said against her lips. “I’ll return by next summer.”

oh so NOW it's a year's trip??

Elsbeth stroked the line of his nose with one finger.

ok seriously whats with all the neck and nose stroking its WEIRD