Rogan
Dad used to say that he doesn’t fear a single dragon that could ever exist on the earth. A shifter should never fear a wild dragon, but I gathered that he never saw such a dragon-like this one. It’s a story taller than Brooks’s shifted form. The pungent stench almost made me gag. It oozes and whiffs off of him.
“BEHOLD! THE BLACK DEATH!” Riloux’s face is flashed on the mega screen just a few meters away from the dragon’s head.
He does smell like death.
Numerous horns protrude around the crown of his head and down its back like barnacles than actual horns. The dragon’s rows of fangs have outgrown its mouth and left dents on its lips. Blood red eyes with an elongated elliptical pupil. He breathes out dark smoke, and his breath laced with the smell of fire has an even more pungent
