Wings of a dragon

This is my first story so enjoy.

Running that's all I've done run with the wind away from the roars of fellow weredragons my pack my home I left behind. I stopped by a for tree I had run for 4 days without a break. Right now I was exhausted from the run my mussels aching from the Lon run I had made. I looked behind me to make sure they stopped following me.

The clan I ran from because of a new law just thinking about it made my stomach ache. I turned to the river where I took a drink then I looked at my reflection. I was taller than any man my scales the color of the sunset with my wings and a backpack on my shoulders that I carried with me when I ran away from home.

I then heard the honking of cars on the highway by the forest. I growled I was hopeing for some sleep where it was peaceful but like my dad said " one must find their own path". After my drink I wandered around the forest until I found a cave which was by a lake which lied downward.

I then curled up in the back of the cave , laid my backpack to the side the closed my eyes and dreamed about my flying across the sky.

Did you enjoy fellow me if you liked it.