Literature
The First Flame: Ch. 1
"Very good, Charcoal!" a great gray dragon praised. A little gray hatchling trotted over with a mouse in her mouth with a happy look on her face. She was gray with red belly scales, a blue oval shaped mark on her face, blue wing flaps, and a gray-blue mouth flap. Her element was wind, just like her parents.
"Thanks, Dad!" Charcoal piped enthusiastically. She was very pleased with her catch.
"You should be proud," her father, Pyrolucite, told her.
"Oh I sure am!"
"Why don't you eat it?" he asked.
"No," Charcoal said.
"But it's your catch, and it's the ritual," Pyrolucite insisted.
"I want to give it to you." Charcoal nudged the