(Sorry, had other plans lately. Anyways, i'll post. ^.^ )
The young dragon laid silently, as he opened his eyes.
They were like gone, but they moved....
His tail shivered, as he titeled his neack up. Looking around, the young dragon, laid there, as he was lonely, but it felt good.
Standing up, he looked around, before he saw a meat laing on the ground. Padding towards it, he reached for it slowly. When he took it, something moved, he looked around, as he didin't saw anything. Felling as he was up, he saw it was a trap. Roaring for a way out, he tride to get out. He roard again once more for someone. But nobody came.
He could of burned the trap with his breathing fire, but he coulden't breath fire, or anything. He was a simple flying dragon, who fought for freedom.
But one thing was one~ Who set out the trap for him?