Her wild wings flapping in the night sky.

Its leathery skin as dry and rough as sandpaper trailing down her spine.

Her amethyst purple eyes reflecting on the waters below.

Knife like teeth ready devour her lunch.

Curved talons as sharp as daggers.

Her elongated tail ready to pin down its prey.

The wind howled like a wolf.

Strong legs making earthquakes with every step.

Her spikey horns as hard as steel.

Its white tongue ripping into its pray, leaving nothing behind.

By Daisy