sleepydragon01

"NOOOOOO!" Those words echoed in my ears as my father lay on the damp ground, breathing heavily.  I looked at my soaked paws with worried eyes, as they were not wet from the rain, but from the crimson blood of my father.  I barely remember the events leading up to that moment, but they are clear enough to haunt me to this day. That fateful morning I woke up and felt the cool, moist breeze blowing across my crimson and azure fur, tickling my wolfish body. I am a humanoid wolf standing just shy of six feet, medium build, and a tail that barely touches the ground at my hind paws.  But this morning, my father decided to finally take me with h