Chapter 1 - The Beginning
One by one he connects with each wyrmling igniting the spark, some call it other things connecting minds telepathy whatever you decide.
Somewhere Out There Act 14 - Here Without You
Outside, the three watched the runner explain and talk to the wyrmling, while eating their own lunch a bit. at least seeing them talk normally, no longer treating the wyrmling as a criminal.
Chapter 2 - Pen#28
As they poked about they could hear the sounds of the other dragon wyrmlings sleeping, wrestling about or speaking in hushed tones. the wyrmlings would talk of the day's activities.
Scales and Honor- Night Rising: Chapter 14
Infinity almost lept for joy, but she maintained her composure as she nuzzled the wyrmling more. "do you know what mothers do with their wyrmlings?" she asked, excitement building in her chest.
Somewhere Out There Act 13 - All You Wanted
The wyrmling laid on the bedding almost grumbling. trying his concentration from time to time, but doing nothing towards the shackles that bound him to the siderails.
Somewhere Out There Act 13 - All You Wanted
The wyrmling laid on the bedding almost grumbling. trying his concentration from time to time, but doing nothing towards the shackles that bound him to the siderails.
Somewhere Out There Act 12 - The Boy Who Destroyed The World
The wyrmling growled. "we don't even have enough to pay for your treatment. or should i say your _misdiagnosis_." "then you can... convince them otherwise-" "like they're going to listen to a broken wyrmling." he grumbled. "let me try one more night.
Somewhere Out There Act 11 - Damn Regret
Causing her to finally open her eyes towards a winged wyrmling within the dim light. "i probably deserve that." he snorted at her. "w-what...?"
The Arrogance of Alduin
"wyrmlings have no control, and you show it." the dragon growled, trying to find something to say, but again his breath was stolen away by that deep thrust.
The Arrogance of Alduin [Commission by Draconicon]
"wyrmlings have no control, and you show it." the dragon growled, trying to find something to say, but again his breath was stolen away by that deep thrust.
Somewhere Out There Act 15 - Give
"you said you're not a wyrmling." those grey wings shrugged. "but he's been helping me with something else." a lazy motion to go on. "...i lost my brother." ~~~~~~ the door opened to the wyrmling's room, once again covered in a darkness.
Winter Traditions, Chapter 4: Christmas Eve
A wyrmling would be held back over something like that: i couldn't even write my own name until i got to high school.