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Zaair "I think this is far enough!" Amy yelled. "Set us down." They were well into the mountains now. Below them, a narrow granite shelf projected over a dizzying chasm. ...

Zaair Praise be- you're alive! He was sure Amelia heard, but didn't care. While Celosia reassured the soldier, he readied himself for flight. Perhaps the humans really would take his ...

Zaair "I am uninjured, but-" he ducked a swipe of the green's tail- "you shouldn't be here." Amelia took in the scene and shook her head. "Then neither should you." ...

Zaair- Palace Courtyard He'd been forgotten, it seemed. With a low growl, Zaair yanked the shaft out of his leg. The wound was minor, though it'd take awhile to replace ...

Zaairen Make that “dragons,” Zaair thought with an inward chuckled. The two healers hadn’t spotted him, crouched as he was behind the throne-room windows. So curious that two-legs didn’t prefe

Name: Zaairen or Zaair Age: 120 Gender: Male Race: Black dragon Rank: none Allegiance: his human friend, Amelia Appearance: Rather slim for a dragon; Zaair has few of the horns ...

I'm always available for a Warriors fiction.

Morgan- They never minded. With horses, you could be yourself and not have to talk incessantly. She stroked the mare's flank, breathing in the smell of horse. Were those unshed ...

Stitches: This was getting more interesting by the minute. He hovered in the background while Basil and Pip argued. "Next time, you better not 'forget' or I'll have your tail ...

Anye- His quarters long since spent, he drifted towards the exit. A couple of teenagers lounged in the doorway. With a murmur of "Excuse me," Anye left the arcade. I ...

The town's sole arcade was buzzing with more than video-game sounds. "It was really weird," someone said. "I felt cold all over. Next thing you know... I'm an animal!" "You ...

In a little town of no consequence, teenagers are discovering the ability to change into animals. Now their mission is to find a cure for a friend. This storybook will ...

Stitches: "Worse than that tail of yours?" I inquired. The fellow they called Just swung to face me. "What's a civilized rat like you doing here?" "Oh, I like to ...

Name: Seth or “Stitches” Age: Gender: male Class: lower Appearance: mostly black with swatches of white and ginger Personality: fun-loving but can turn deadly serious Back story: Seth doesn’t re

Travis The mother elk reared, hooves flashing over my head. I jerked back just in time. "Come on!" The she-wolf leaped up to attack the elk's side. I sprang for ...