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OtterySt.Catchpole · 05-09-2011, 06:00 AM

You're the bestest Connie, and too sweet. Do you have chat? We should talk, sadly we can't here as often ... and I'd love to do e-mail but I'm worse at that. But thank you for the sweet comments and ... here we go, time to finish this fic.

Dragons have many names by which they're known. Diego's friend was no different. Young and surly was an apt description of the creature, who was far away from his natural habitat in side the volcanoes of Hawaii. Still The-one-with-a-thousand-names had come to aid in the rescue of Ottery St. Catchpole. He had come as a personal favor to Diego Cerberus, who like Ottery was one of the few mortals who had ever understood dragonkind. Diego could sing/say the name of him and Ottery at least tried humming since he couldn't whistle. But that was more than most mortals and wizards and witchkind had ever done for dragons. The world had become the dominion of man and the dragons had found themselves over the ages relegated to more and more obscure habitats.
It was nice to be out in the world, but even so, he would not have bothered for just anyone. And now he found himself sitting bored in the great cavernous hangar bay of the flying rock fortress of Lord Dracula. Completely bored out of his wits. He could smell the undead all around him. A walking pestilence on the earth but he could do nothing ... he had served his purpose likely as the 'getaway' car for Ottery and his friends, now just came the quiet waiting time.
He lay pretending to sleep with his eyes closed and his head resting over his paws, his long dark dragon claws capable of cracking and breaking the white cool marble beneath him easily. The distant sound of swords clashing caught his attention but still he let his eyes stay closed and instead focused all his other senses on what was transpiring just outside in the hallway.

That's it for today ... back soon ...

05-09-2011, 06:00 AM	#119 (permalink)
OtterySt.Catchpole SS Featured Artist DA Poet Rupert is My Man! SS100 Triumphant Aethonan Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: The Wicked House Posts: 18,910 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ottery St. Catchpole Gryffindor Third Year	A dragon by any other name ... Paris & Kellybear r luv :Read Otty 's fics:Gone With the Wind:I♥Rupert You're the bestest Connie, and too sweet. Do you have chat? We should talk, sadly we can't here as often ... and I'd love to do e-mail but I'm worse at that. But thank you for the sweet comments and ... here we go, time to finish this fic. Dragons have many names by which they're known. Diego's friend was no different. Young and surly was an apt description of the creature, who was far away from his natural habitat in side the volcanoes of Hawaii. Still The-one-with-a-thousand-names had come to aid in the rescue of Ottery St. Catchpole. He had come as a personal favor to Diego Cerberus, who like Ottery was one of the few mortals who had ever understood dragonkind. Diego could sing/say the name of him and Ottery at least tried humming since he couldn't whistle. But that was more than most mortals and wizards and witchkind had ever done for dragons. The world had become the dominion of man and the dragons had found themselves over the ages relegated to more and more obscure habitats. It was nice to be out in the world, but even so, he would not have bothered for just anyone. And now he found himself sitting bored in the great cavernous hangar bay of the flying rock fortress of Lord Dracula. Completely bored out of his wits. He could smell the undead all around him. A walking pestilence on the earth but he could do nothing ... he had served his purpose likely as the 'getaway' car for Ottery and his friends, now just came the quiet waiting time. He lay pretending to sleep with his eyes closed and his head resting over his paws, his long dark dragon claws capable of cracking and breaking the white cool marble beneath him easily. The distant sound of swords clashing caught his attention but still he let his eyes stay closed and instead focused all his other senses on what was transpiring just outside in the hallway. *That's it for today ... back soon ...* __________________