His claws as sharp as spears as they dig into the forest floor.

His strong supple spine that could crush an army in a blink of an eye.

His scales reflecting the shimmer of the gold he is protecting.

his long curving neck like a crescent moon.

His teeth as sharp as a million swords grinding together.

His tongue licking his lips as he traumatises his prey.

His nostrils flaring like a campfire on New Year’s Eve, blazing in the night.

His medicinal black eyes are like a dagger to the heart.

It is the dragon!