The dragon stops,

 it’s as still as statuesque trees.

Blood red scales cocoons the beastly brute,

Like a puny caterpillar transforming into a colossal butterfly.  

Menacing eyes stare wickedly

 like a leering lion.

A treacherous tail protrudes out of the dragons back side and nestles him

Like a swaddled tiger cub.

Translucent wings rapidly flap

Like a vulture heading for the clear blue sky.

Crescent claws curl on the dragon’s limbs

Like an owl’s sharp talons. 

Disgusting teeth fill the dragons mouth

Like an old skip.