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World of Vorecraft - Page 380 - Wyvern - By TheDragonGirl775 - Overview
You take the form of a Wyvern, a small dragon, around the size of an adult human male. Your wingspan is twice your six-foot height, leathery wings hinged like those of a bat- you have two legs, short compared to those of your larger kin, and a long, stiff tail with a diamond-hard point.

Your scales are a deep, mesmerising shade of purple- Your eyes, the same in both forms, are a bright, emerald green.

Your humanoid form is just as mesmerising- to both sexes. While you are perhaps not the largest in chest or the widest in hip, you are tall, lithe, and toned, with long, graceful legs, slender, elegant arms, and a fit, unblemished physique.

Your skin, the same shade as your scales, is smooth as any marble statue. Your face has deceptively delecate features- large, innocent eyes, a sharp, upturend nose, and delecate cheekbones. Long, silver hair tumbles down to your waste, like a cloak of steel strands made by the gods.

It is a fateful day, this day, when you awaken, curled up in your home- half dragon's lair, half a hut in the woods.

One of your sisters, a lover, has her arms wrapped around your long neck. She is naked, breasts presed against your cool scales.

She had preformed very well last night, and it would be a shame to waste her as a meal... but you are hungry. The rumbling of your draconic stomach awakens her, and she grumbles.

Her stomach rumbles as well, and you stifle a giggle.

"Hungry, are we?"

She nods sleeply.

"You stay here... I'll go get us something to snack on."

Your lover- a mute- nods enthusiastically.

You gently slide out of her grasp and walk out of your home, using the knuckles of your wing-arms.

Taking to the skies, you consider your options. You could do what you usually do, snatch a hapless deer from the forest, roast it with your breath, and take it back... But there appears to be a trading caravan coming down the road to the west, perhaps you could pick off a straggler or two...

(Listen, I understand that this is not my interactive- But I'd like to request that if you add something on, you use decent grammar and spelling. Beyond that, I could care less if you decide to magically eat the entire palnet with your ass-cheeks.)
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