slyvie size

Just as I was about to suggest that Elijah and Jasmine go back up first with Samantha, a noise makes me jump.

“ROOAAAAARR!”

“What’s going on now?” Elijah jumps too and he’s aiming his wand at wherever the noise was coming from.

‘Papa! I’m here!’

“Wait! Hold on Elijah, it’s okay!” I calm down Elijah before he can shoot off his spells.

I know that I said it’s okay, but when Sylvie lands in front of us, I have a hard time keeping calm myself.

“S-Sylv…you sure grew…a lot.” I manage to stammer out.

Sylvie, the small cat-like dragon that always sat on top of my head was now almost the spitting image of the dragon I named her after.

Her body wasn’t as big as Sylvia’s, but it was still around 12 meters long. I could now say with full confidence that Sylvie was indeed a dragon. Her scales were obsidian black, reflecting the light from the dungeon in an almost divine way. The two horns that she has are sharper and even more menacing than the titan’s horns I saw years ago. She had wings very similar to Sylvia’s, with pitch-black bladed feathers. The red spikes that she had on her back and tail weren’t there for some reason, but the scales along the ridges of her spine protruded making her appear even fiercer. Sylvie’s limbs were strong, armored with spikes at the elbow and knees and with sharp claws jutting out of her paws. Sylvie’s once adorable face was now filled with elegance and poise, from her black sclera and yellow irises; her eyes remind me of yellow jewels amidst the night sky. She lands in front of us and she brings her snout close to my face.

*Lick*

The power of her tongue licking up my face lifts me from the ground and leaves me wet with her saliva.