Draco's StoryIn the depths of the fiery pits and where many were chained and tortured, was a single creature that was so terrifying it could cause any manly man to scream and cry. This creature was Draco, her mane and tail hair both actual fire. She was kept bound, she was muzzled and chained not even able to sneeze without alerting the guard stationed outside her cell, 24/7. Her skin color was a light grey due to her habit of lying near fire pits and active volcano. Her ears shot up as she heard the sound of movement outside and the sound of people talking. God, she hadn't heard anyone speak since 1275. And that was when she'd been sentenced to prison. She had lost count of the years and decided it was probably for the best. Draco formed a smirk from beneath the muzzle and she heard the lock click. She looked up as she saw a skeleton with a flaming skull and leather pants. Her brown scorched shirt peeked out from her torn and tattered black jacket. Her black business shoes were dusty and covered i
Courage's StoryCourage's Story
The stables were musty and the sound of horses whinnying were heard. In a separate stable were a bunch of winged and horned horses. Many had wounds on their flanks and heads and they continued to buck and screech. One was wilder and more fierce than the others. Its blood red eyes were wild and its dark grey mane and tail flicked. It had turquoise wings and a turquoise horn and a brown coat, with several grey marks. It screeched and it bucked and it flailed its wings uselessly. One of the farmers barged in carrying a whip. He was pudgy and tall with long dreadlocks. His eyes were sunken in and were dark green.
"You again?!! You brainless horse bird. If you weren't one of a kind I'd kill you and your friends right now!" he yelled, cracking the the whip against its flank.
Another farmer that was buff walked in with a young girl with hazelnut hair. Her black leather pants were dusty and her shirt scorched and brown. Her jackets was torn, black and tattered. Her black