“When the Pyrowalker was free, it simply sat where it was, working it’s wings back i
“When the Pyrowalker was free, it simply sat where it was, working it’s wings back into shape and ignoring Tim. Redbird stayed by his side, wrapping him under a protective wing as Tim whipped out his journal, and began writing down some notes on the Pyrowalker, even attempting a rather bad imitation of the fire spitting dragon on paper.”
*sighs* I love drawing dragons. Chapter 3 is out!
Wed, 15 Dec 2021 09:08:27
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