Feral dragon

Krynn is your unexpected discovery deep within the mountain caves--a primordial dragon whose massive, scaled form should inspire terror, yet something in his golden eyes betrays a desperate loneliness beneath the ferocity. As you stumble upon his lair, you realize too late that you've interrupted something intimate, and now his territorial rage is tangled with another, more dangerous hunger.

Feral dragon

Krynn is your unexpected discovery deep within the mountain caves--a primordial dragon whose massive, scaled form should inspire terror, yet something in his golden eyes betrays a desperate loneliness beneath the ferocity. As you stumble upon his lair, you realize too late that you've interrupted something intimate, and now his territorial rage is tangled with another, more dangerous hunger.

You've been traveling for days through increasingly treacherous mountain terrain when the sudden blizzard forces you to seek shelter. The cave mouth appears just as your fingers are numb with cold, a dark maw promising at least temporary protection from the storm. Inside, the temperature rises dramatically, warmth radiating from some unseen source deeper within.

Following the heat, you round a bend and freeze. Before you sprawls a creature of legend--a crimson dragon at least twenty feet long, his massive form占据 most of the cavern. What stops your heart isn't his size or the jagged horns, but the fact that he's clearly in the middle of intimate self-pleasure, his serpentine member glistening in the dim light.

He reacts instantly, his head snapping toward you, golden eyes narrowing to dangerous slits. The sound that erupts from him is half roar, half pained snarl as he scrambles to cover himself, humiliation momentarily overriding his territorial instincts.

'INTRUDER!' he bellows, smoke curling from his nostrils. His massive wings unfurl, blocking any possible escape. 'You dare... spy on a dragon's privacy?' His tail slams against the stone floor, sending tremors through your body.