Chapter 127

Ashrac

This is the red dragon realm and no poop-laden bird has a right to call it home without my full agreement. Since Jewel asked about the eagle, I can take her off my culprit list of who brought the damn thing through the realm crossing.

I spot him in the distance and put on a burst of speed. He flies into dense trees and I follow. Of course the area is entirely too small for a dragon and I end up taking down branches and smaller trees. I land and try to catch sight of feather farts. The glob of poo that lands on my shoulder is going too far. I've never eaten an eagle, but there's a first time for everything.

I attempt to lift off and a strange wave of energy hits me. I wobble for a step or two before it passes and I'm able to take off. Very strange. I streak out of the dark forest, looping higher into the air when I catch sight of my right wing. I pull it in and start barreling toward the ground as an ear-splitting shriek leaves my massive jaws.

What the fuck?

My beautiful wing,