natethegreat1002

(Part 26) The figure – tiny in comparison to the dragons – kept its hood pulled low over its face as it moved between the sleeping creatures. Slowly a hand reached into the depths of the cloak that surrounded the camp's intruder, clutching at the small bundle concealed within the garment. Just as five fingers circled around the parcel a great force knocked the uninvited guest to its knees. Embyr's prey began to thrash about wildly in the fallen snow as the dragon stirred from her sleep, two blood-red eyes locked on her catch. Slowly her mouth opened, her unoccupied hand reaching inside to withdraw the still-slumbering boy within.