The dragon
The dragons scaly and rigged skin like a crushed paper bag. His wings like thin paper but his sharp teeth haunted you away. A tense tail curls its way around his rigged body. The dragons blank eyes started into the night sky. His jagged teeth clash and smashed while he is eating his prey. The dragons claws scrapped against his ruff skin. His breathe as bright as the sun left a shimmer of fear.
“The dragons scaly and rigged skin like a crushed paper bag. ” I really like this sentence because of the detail you have put into it. It makes me imagine it in my head more.
I liked the bit with the paper bag, too.