Post by marcastus on Jan 30, 2006 20:38:18 GMT -5
*The best way to travel, Pale thought, was not in the air like a regular dragon. Hell no. In fact, the best way in his opinion, was to navigate through the sands in much the same way as his aquatic cousins cut through the seas. With a weaving, breaching motion, achieved only by a body as sinuous as his. Those airborne reptiles, hah, they didn't know just what they were missing. Pale cut through the sands of his homeland with a wonderous grace that at first glance, seemed to be near impossible for a creature of his size or bulk. His golden false eyes along his sides, rippled and shone in the sun as he plunged out of the sands and then dived nose-first back in. His eyes were protected by a special membrane to ward off the worst of the grit, his scales roughened to stand the constant rubbing and grating. The bearded sandserpent wove his way into and out of the various dunes, as carefree as he found himself these days*