Stitch

                                                         CHAPTER 5 HONEY                                                                    Honey padded around the cubs den, she had still been asking cubs if they had seen Bark-Fur. The poor little brown owl gryphon had been missing for almost four days now, and Honey missed her friend. She padded up to a white cub with lavender stripes, “excuse me? May I have a moment of your time?” Honey asked her politely, the white cub, who looked like she was about five years older then Honey, looked up. “Sure” the cub said, then she turned back to a black cub and said, “I’ll be right back, Flint,” Then followed Honey to the tunnel. The w...

  CHAPTER 4 ROCK-SLINGER                                                                                                                                                                                                                             ...

                                                                                           CHAPTER 3 FEATHER  Feather strained his eyes to see, he had just woke up and the sun was beaming in his face. The whole village was a mess, mountain peaks got smashed, some trees where still on fire, and lots of gryphon’s got either wounded or killed. It was rough for him the other day, stuck in a crammed hole. Feather padded over to the prey den, hoping to find a rabbit or two, but their was only a mouse. Which another cub snatched before he could....

                CHAPTER 2 FLINT                                                          Flint struggled to see in front of all the cubs who suddenly stopped, frozen with fear. Flint was’nt scared, she was just worried about Feather. Feather and herself never got along very well. It was normally when Feather was asleep and she tried her hardest to wake him up, but he’d just mumble under his breath saying “just a few more minuts…” and then roll on the other side of his back. “ugh!” Flint grumbled, Feather think’s to less of himself that he dosn’t realize how fast he could run when he’s panicked! she thought. She started shoving through the gryphon cubs, intel most of t...

                          PROLOGUE                                                                                      In a room that smelled of smoke and blood, a large dragon sat in a black spicked throne. A smaller more skinnier blue dragon crept into the room and started to bow, but the large dragon held up her talon, the blue dragon looked up, starring into the large dragons dark, piercing green eyes. “ No need to bow, you know what I’m waiting for,” the large dragon said, letting her forked tounge slither in ...