Claws and wings 

                         By Lachlan 

The fire dragon slides smoothly into the only just woke fire and inhales the fiery breath. 

Its steel eyes shield its laborious eyes swivelling as fast as a formula 1 car swerving a bend. 

Its sharp strengthy tail whips round knocking a casket of shiny and glittering basket of pure gold. 

It’s perfect scales gleam in the night sky like a plane flashing its taillights. 

It shuts its Fang full mouth like the black universe dispersing itself shut into nothingness. 

It sharpens its samurai like teeth with its long sharp claws. 

Its jaws as strong as the Queens vault close on a dead Orc spilling its juicy thick warm blood. 

Its papery wings flap like a birds proving that they are still strong and healthy like others. 

Finally, it glides into the warm air leaving nothing but a trail of smoke.