purebloodron has hair redder than fire itself—
A deep rumble shifted through his throat, and he coiled his tail around himself as his head settled upon the arms laid out in front of him, eyelids slipped over icy blue irises. Wings folded themselves upon his back, as the pearly scales gleamed magnificently in the sunlight that filtered through the obscenely large trees that loomed over his large figure. The sound of grass shuffling caused him to lazily open one eye, and he peered over towards his right, where a human was making his way through the forest. A low growl ripped through his throat, and he languidly stood up, raising his wings to prepare himself to take off. A mere human would not be able to stop him, and if here to tell others, he would only be deemed as crazy. So the fact that he was caught did not bother him in the slightest.
It was beginning to get warm out. While winter was something that he enjoyed, it was Spring and Summer that were close to his heart, mainly for the fact that he wouldn’t have to wear sweaters that his mum made him or have to stay inside due to a storm of some sorts. He’d much prefer to be outside, flying on his broom and practising Quidditch. A few steps and– he was brought out of his weather thoughts when he caught something out of the corner of his eye,
something big.
Had he been seeing things? There was no way– sure, he’d seen dragons before, but never so close to his own home like this one was. Of course, he stopped in place and attempted to hide behind a tree; perhaps he had not been seen yet.
What kind was it?
Oh, he would have something to tell Charlie.