Weredragon

You look at your clawed hands again. The ring is still there. You guess you'll be able to turn human again if you get the ring off, but there's no chance of getting it over your knobbly knuckles. You fiddle with it with a sigh.

Well you can worry about that later. Right now it's time to worry about Jennifer - Or to be more precise, time for her to worry about you! You kick what remains of your shoes and socks off your large footclaws, breathe a plume of fire in the air and race off to look for a damsel that's going to be in a lot of distress!

Written by AR Jackson

You can't find her!
you sniff her out.

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