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James belongs to me
Story made by me
Continuation from www.deviantart.com/pyremoonsha…
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The air was filled with slowly falling ashes of the forest that had been burned away. Only some charred stomps of the trees still stood, some still smoking a bit. A form stirred on the burned away forest floor, slowly getting up, groaning in pain as blood ran down from his body. James slowly and painfull got up, standing though with a wobble. A few large ravens had landed nearby, eyeing the broken dragon as he took a few steps forward before stopping and coughing up some blood. The fight with the Helhardt had really done a number on him as he panted, blood dripping from his maw and wounds, mixing with the ashes on the ground. A sharp pain shot through one of his wings, making him fall back to the ground, suddering in pain. His right wing had ripped proberly from when he was tossed through the trees, wich would be prevent him from flying. As he lay there, one of the ravens got up closed and pecked into one of his wounds, making him grunt and swing his tail, chasing it away. Slowly getting up again, he looked at the mountains in the distance where he once lived, some smoke raising in the distance, proberly from Helhardt having claimed them for himself. With a heavy heart and pain, he turned away and slowly started to walk away from the mountains and further ahead to where the forest was still intact, to find cover and get some rest to tend to his wounds.

Description
Great artwork was created by www.deviantart.com/xennademono…
you can fav the original here: www.deviantart.com/xennademono…

James belongs to me
Story made by me
Continuation from www.deviantart.com/pyremoonsha…
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The air was filled with slowly falling ashes of the forest that had been burned away. Only some charred stomps of the trees still stood, some still smoking a bit. A form stirred on the burned away forest floor, slowly getting up, groaning in pain as blood ran down from his body. James slowly and painfull got up, standing though with a wobble. A few large ravens had landed nearby, eyeing the broken dragon as he took a few steps forward before stopping and coughing up some blood. The fight with the Helhardt had really done a number on him as he panted, blood dripping from his maw and wounds, mixing with the ashes on the ground. A sharp pain shot through one of his wings, making him fall back to the ground, suddering in pain. His right wing had ripped proberly from when he was tossed through the trees, wich would be prevent him from flying. As he lay there, one of the ravens got up closed and pecked into one of his wounds, making him grunt and swing his tail, chasing it away. Slowly getting up again, he looked at the mountains in the distance where he once lived, some smoke raising in the distance, proberly from Helhardt having claimed them for himself. With a heavy heart and pain, he turned away and slowly started to walk away from the mountains and further ahead to where the forest was still intact, to find cover and get some rest to tend to his wounds.