The
Dragon Girl's Faux Princess Picnic
By
PrinnyDood
The
warm, sunny afternoon crawled by, fresh air and a light breeze
leaving Amellazia even more lethargic and lazy than usual. She had
woken late, and spend the morning in her lair, basking about and
looking over her collection of beautiful, shimmery golden treasure .
. . a relaxing, satisfying activity she often indulged in. It was
far from the largest horde, but it was hers, and she was proud of it.
A
being of immense size, beauty and powe
The Dragon Girl's Faux Princess Picnic
By: PrinnyDood
Favorited: 5 years ago
It was somewhere between a dream and a
nightmare. Sure, she’d forgotten her clothes and was walking around
campus naked, but on the other hand, she kinda liked the squirmy
feeling inside as people pointed and laughed at her. So that part was
hot, although she’d never admit it. On the other hand, the bell
just kept ringing, and she couldn’t find her classroom, she didn’t
even know what class she was supposed to have, the books in her arms
were glued shut and had gibberish on the covers, a
Snagging Breakfast
By: immortalsane
Favorited: 5 years ago
A
Queen's Craving
By
PrinnyDood
It
was a busy, pleasant, productive morning in the miaxi hive.
Everything humming along in smooth coordination. Tasks completed on
time or ahead of schedule. Over two-hundred miaxi attending their
daily routines, lost in the diligent satisfaction of knowing exactly
what needed done, and how to do it.
Forager,
one of numerous others in her caste, prepared happily for another day
gathering edible or useful things from the surrounding land. She had
her tools, and
A Queen's Craving
By: PrinnyDood
Favorited: 5 years ago
The morning was warm, so she dressed light: two sweaters, a parka, sweat pants, two pairs of socks, and her thick, insulated snow boots. In the half-lit kitchen she made tea, operating with the speed of habit. As usual, she was the only thing in the house stirring so early; her parents slept until seven, and on a Saturday, her sisters would lie in as long as possible.
She savored the quiet times before daily life began, when she had time to move slowly, and think each thought fully and to her ow
Warmth
By: MagicianXV
Favorited: 5 years ago
