Ironwood

You watched as a young Spiral darted circles around a larger tundra. He quickly zigzagged in your direction and tackled you, leaving you on your back with the Spiral loosely draped around your neck and arms. The dragonling's snout was mere inches from your face, wide red eyes staring at yours. "Hey! I'm Ironwood!" He let out a loud cackle at the situation, and pulled you back up. "What are YOU doing here? I've never seen you before." He zigzagged around both your ankles while talking, tangling himself around your legs. You look over to the older tundra that Ironwood was previously running around. "Oh! That's Serpents, he's my mentor! I'm a Mage-in-Training!" He raised his neck up to meet your face again, causing his long coils to tighten around your ankles, depriving you of balance. "But he's boring! He never gets up and runs around! Ever!" He flipped his head upside-down to look back at the now sleeping tundra. "Hey, do you maybe want to race?" Ironwood shot off ahead without saying another word, leaving you confused and in the dust.

By Demonify