So, I've decided I don't really fit the mold of any of the dragons of WOF, so I have made my own. Her name is Sardonyx, but she goes by a lot of different names, it matters what she wants.

Sardonyx sighed. Her four wings folded behind her, the razor-sharp claws scratching on the stone.

The fire in her belly had died down quite a bit, there was nothing to be angry about.

A random dragon approached her. Sardonyx moved out of the way, slightly growling.

A large Nightwing perched near her, lashing it's tail.

"Get out of here, freak." he growled at her, opening his star-speckled wings.

She stifled a growl, and looked back at him, "Just because I have 4 wings doesn't mean I don't have a right to be here."

"4 wings, extra teeth, Icewing claws, barbed tail, Nightwing wings, Rainwing scales, and Skywing fire. You're a freak. Not to mention small. Get out." He listed, then swung his massive tail at her.

"What can I say? I'm unique." she ducked under his swinging tail, feeling the fire within slightly scald her body.

He growled for the hundreth time and faced her, "Last warning. Leave."

In response, she faced him, tail raised.

He roared, barreling toward her. she jumped into the air, her wings working in sync and bringing her high into the air, almost into the clouds.

"Coward!" he yelled at her.

She went into a dive, razor-sharp claws spread as she dove onto his back, her talons digging into his scales.

How cowardly am I now? she sneered to herself.

The Nightwing roared, trying to get her off. Sardonyx's small size kept her locked on, no matter how much her prey writhed.

She finally let go, and the Nightwing tried to fly off before she pounced, pinning his neck to the ground.

"What is your name?" she asked.

"Poisonous," he gasped.

"Poison only matches your dark heart. Any last words?" she growled.

"Hello?" A voice sounded through the fog.

Sardonyx turned to find a Nightwing looking around.

"Frightful, run!" Poisonous whispered.

"Nah. You promised a sunrise spot, and now you're in a fight. I'm not surprised." The female Nightwing replied, looking at Sardonyx puzzledly.

"Just kill me, you beat me." Poisonous sighed, now speaking to Sardonyx.

"I don't kill. I punish. Don't forget this lesson." Sardonyx raised her head, slowly releasing her grip.

"Come on, let's go!" Poisonous jumped into the fog, Fearful right behind him.

The fire began to die down, and Sardonyx let smoke escape her nose and mouth, letting off excess heat.

Yep. This is Sardonyx. She is an Opes, a type of dragon I made. She has fire within, that heats her up whenever she is angry. As far as size goes, she is short, about the size of Sunny when they first exited the cave, if not shorter. I have been made fun of for my height personally, so I thought that was a crucial element. Sardonyx, well, I like the sound, thought not very rare, or pretty, both are within.

My profile picture will change to this dragon after I finish drawing it.