Starlina

I folded myself into a ball. The earth shook and the sky screamed as a monstrous shadow pounded the air with its wings. I could see Shalola.

Her brown underwings trimmed the tree tops with each flap down.

Her maw was open. Colloms of steam twisted from the side of the gaping jaws. Rows upon rows of curved ivory and crimson teeth.

The back of the beast was covered in a carpet of grass, chunks of turf fell with each resounding boom of the beasts wings.

"Do not make a noise. Do not move." I bearly whispered to the lad at my side. He swallowed and slowly nodded his head.

Both our wide eyes watched as the monstrous Shalola roared and half flew half hopped across the land.

The beast knew. She knew about the stupid egg. She chopped up a dozen tree tops as she past us, her shear size blocked out the entire sun and sky, her toxic smoke leaving a trail of hissing behind her. I watched as a spiked tail swept the forest to our right into flat land.

"Zepherosoen." The boy breathed the word. "Huge. So huge. Court isn't even that large."

"Shut up." I smacked him as the shadow of Shalola passed into a gorge.

The boy grumbled, "You said that Zepherosoen did not exist on this land."

"There is a reason I said that." I stood up slowly as the earth stopped shuddering. "She was Shalola, a Zephens from across the crystalline seas. She is far more fierce then the Zepheroen that the west lands have timed." She took a deep shuttering breath be for motioning for me to fallow. "I take it sense your chasing bipedal fire-breathing hatchlings your not from here."

The boy nodded slowly and wove through the trees fallowing me. "Yes, well Im more here for another mission. I got sidetracked looking for nests."

A rough laugh came from deep inside me. I muttered something about stupid westerners and wild hogs. Both of us flinched when a distant roar sounded to us. "I seriously hate that oversized scaled bitch."

The young man agreed quickly then asked another question, " So I take it your not a fan of the League of Riders?"

I snorted at his ignorance and pushed through bracken, my 'quest' long lost. "You mean those slithering sakes that are nothing more then rats in the gutter?"

The boy grumbled under his breath in his own dialect. I swing out my hands as the earth shuck once more. She would not leave things be, no that monster named Shallola wand hunting something.

A/N So whats the general idea, should I keep going or not? Would you people rather have me work on some other story? I want your people to comment and tell me what to do! I pretty much don't have a personal life anymore, so lots of free time has just opened up. 

As always, lets win the fight for life and actually do something with our lives. 

----TA