Quotes About Dragons

I'm saying, nice to meet you, Moon. My name is Darkstalker.

We have no idea! No recorded survivor encounters, so they're probably the deadliest and stealthiest of all dragons

We are NOT calling it magical death spit!!" -Glory

Another dragon tried to take to the air to see the storm, but the wind immediately caught him and whirled him away into the clouds, screaming. Qibli stared after him, stricken with horror.

Excuse me," Winter objected. "Dragons my age are seasoned warriors where I come from. We guard the queen all the time in the Ice Kingdom.

We're going to inflict Qibli's terrible fashion sense on this whole continent?" Winter asked, joking awkwardly. "I'm afraid we have no choice," said Queen Thorn. "I think you mean 'wow, what a lot of lucky, soon-to-be-stylish dragons,

from the grassland and reached for the sky like towering, dragon-made echoes of the trees that used to dominate the land.

Enchant this mirror to spy on whichever dragons I choose.

Tui T. Sutherland

That's a lot of thoughts," he said. "Weren't you paralyzingly shy at one point? What happened to that unobtrusive, quiet dragon?" "It turns out it's actually much easier to talk to you when I can't hear what you're thinking," Moon admitted,

and among the talons he was sure he felt Sunny's. He felt the warmth of her scales that he'd know anywhere, even with his eyes closed (or … blind?), and he felt her press close to him for a moment and whisper … But why did it sound like Fatespeaker's voice …? "Starflight. You were so brave.

Inside there would be other dragons, infinitely more boring dragons, not to mention his mother, and probably a new set of rules about appeasing Snowflake, staying away from NightWings, and generally acting more like an obedient puddle.

Darkstalker spread his wings, looking deeply injured. His rage vanished as quickly as it had appeared. "It was not animus-touched. I didn't do anything to it at all. I just thought it was beautiful and that Fathom would like it. You have an overly suspicious mind, Violet." "Indigo," Fathom corrected him automatically, dazed.

No human has ever killed a dragon," his mother pointed out. "It's not possible. You might as well walk into their cave and offer to be their lunch.

Moon recognized one of them as Sora. The MudWing was doing some kind of breathing ritual where she imagined mud pouring over all her fears, burying them, so all Moon could see was ripples. Another dragonet was reading, but couldn't concentrate on the words; he kept thinking, Everyone will know I don't belong here.

The humans had painted themselves as victims, dragons as barbaric monsters.

Would anyone else like to make a dramatic confession?" Qibli asked. "Who else is hiding magic powers? Winter, anything we should know? A secret IceWing ability to kill dragons with a sneer?

I mean . . . there are dragons who do bad things, Fathom said. But maybe that doesn't make them all bad. Maybe they can also do good things. Maybe some of those bad things are just mistakes.

Tui T. Sutherland

Turn your eyes, your wings, your fire To the land across the sea Where dragons are poisoned and dragons are dying And no one can ever be free.

Open your hearts, your minds, your wings To the dragons who flee from the Hive. Face a great evil with talons united or none of the tribes will survive.

Description: thick, armored brown scales, sometimes with amber and gold underscales; large, flat heads with nostrils on top of the snout Abilities: can breathe fire (if warm enough), hold their breath for up to an hour, blend into large mud puddles; usually very strong Queen: Queen Moorhen Alliances: currently allied with Burn and the SkyWings in the great war

But we'll get to the bottom of it," Tsunami promised. "We'll find the dragon who set that bomb, and then I will tear off his wings and hang him from the eastern peak of Jade Mountain

Instead of trying to impress other dragons with opulence, they do it with mystery.