Metal, the lost one.
Gender: Male. Race: Feral Dragon.
Class: Dragoon. Level: 1 (or whatever a good starting level would be)
“Life as an exile is hard; Only by
Light have I been able to keep going, and by darkness, keep
fighting.”
Age: 19 Hometown: Unknown
mountainous region.
Metal is a Dragon hailing from a
faraway mountain range. Shortly after hatching, he was forced out of
their colony for reasons unknown. Harboring the powers of both
darkness and light, His power has potential to change

Fog- Start: It appears to be
starting to get foggy. Clouds of mist roll in, and visibility is
dropping fast.
Fully in: The
fog is fully on the park now, and visibility is near zero. People
will have to be careful to avoid hitting each other.
Leaving: The fog
is starting to roll out, and the sunlight (moonlight) is starting to
shine through.
Gone: The fog is
gone, and the weather returns to normal. The sunny (star lit) sky
looks as if it never was blocked out in the first place.
Light rain- Star

Metal and Gorthy- Vore story
Metal sighed,
ruffling his wings behind him. Today was another fine day for the
dragon, not too hot, not too cold. He looked out from his Cliffside
cave, smiling as he watched over the forest. It wasn’t much of a
cave, literally just one room. He churred softly to himself, when a
strange scent came to his nostrils.
smoke! he thought to
himself, getting himself up off the ground. He turned to the east,
spotting it, a small brush fire, starting to spread to the
sur

Metal eats YOU, Vore story.
Commissioned by Pokemanic4life (deviantART User)
It was a Dark, snowy winter day on
route 7, in the Unova Region. You were walking down from Twist
Mountain, where you worked in the mines. The amount of snow had
blocked off most of the access caves, so the Boss man in the ten
galleon hat told you to take the rest of the winter off. Three
pokeballs, containing the Pokemon you were placed in charge of. They
needed this vacation as much as you did, so you decided to take

The Sun was
setting on a Cold winter’s night. Snow was softly falling, and
many Creatures were in Hibernation. Matthew was driving his old car
down the Sea to Sky highway in BC, Canada. His beater clunked down
the road loudly, sending spurts of black smoke into the air behind
it. He was on his way home after Christmas dinner, and his radio
clock said it was 12:14 Am. His car was way past warranty... Damn
it no! He thought as the beater backfired, and lost power. He
guided it to the side of

Cynder Vores Sev- request by
Masterlevan1
Severus was walking through the
forest. He had heard of a Female black dragon living here and wanted
to see her. There were rumours flying around this story. Some painted
her as the picture of beauty, while others made her to be a demon’s
pawn. He was just interested.
He reached a forest clearing, and
there she was! The great black dragon! She was laying there, sleeping
soundly... Sev approached her. He admired her large, slim body. She
was much bigger

Vore story six
Warning,
Following contains soft Vore.
“Why isn’t
games fun anymore?” Metal asked himself, as his Glaceon/Garchomp
combo KO’ed the Plasma grunts. He had been asking himself these
things for the past 3 years. He would beat his games in less than a
week each.
“Maybe because
you play too much?” his family had said. “You are just gamed
out.”
“No way.”
Metal had always replied. “That’s impossible.” But the more he
played, the more bored he got.
One day, Metal

Warning, the following contains soft
vore.
Metal sat there, resting as
the remains of his last meal slowly vanished from his gut. His belly
growled, but he didn’t feel like eating another sheep. He
remembered the time he had eaten a young dragon, oh how long ago that
was! The flavours were unforgettable! He wanted to taste it again.
Kathro, another hatchling,
was watching the mountain village. She observed the villagers as they
removed the last of their sheep from the wagon. �