[ WP ] A western dragon meet an eastern dragon .

Every flap of her leathery wings cause the air to tremble as she soars across the mountains she calls home. Scales a burnished red, sunlight glints off her in scintillating patterns. The early morning mist dissipates in her wake as she glides over the plains, reveling in her dominion of this kingdom. 
 
 She is well content in her domain, a large swathe of land dotted with the crude buildings of her two-legged cattle. At her shadow, one of the cattle cries out a warning to the others and they scatter. She dives, and breathes out a lick of flame, but her heart was n't really in it, having eaten a wild goat earlier that day. She'd grown fat on their tributes of oxen and sheep, but sometimes she still snaps up a few of them just for variety's sake. 
 
 The only thing bothering her is her meagre hoard back in her dragon's den, a deep crevasse carved deep into the mountainside. She'd scoured the plains and the settlements, had even fought off a couple of lesser drakes outside her domain for their own treasure, but in the end her trove was still unsatisfactory. A miserably small heap of silver and copper coins, a golden chalice and a suit of gilded armor. Nowhere near acceptable. 
 
 As she flies over her domain, a gleam beneath the cloudbanks attracts her gaze. Turning, she sees a golden shine down below at the riverside. She dives down from the skies, ready to claim the prize for her own, only to spill air in surprise as the object revealed itself to be alive. 
 
 It had n't seemed to notice her yet, the sinuous serpentine *thing* drinking at her river. It had a lustrous mane and a pair of fine whiskers, which it was fastidiously cleaning in the clear waters below. A small pair of curled horns protruded from its mane. The creature was small, barely half her size. And it was covered in golden scales. 
 
 After a while of lapping at the stream, the creature turns its head towards her. She blinks, uncertain for a moment. None of her prey had been so calm before. But uncertainty gave way to her desire to add to her small hoard, and she lunged from the skies, claws ready to rend at the intruder. No fire, for she did not want to damage her prize. 
 
 But the wingless beast takes to the air, effortlessly climbing the thermals. She turns, snapping at its tufted tail. The creature coils in midair, twisting its snakelike body this way and that. Now it faced her rush head-on as she followed it into the skies, wings beating at the air. 
 
 She startles as the creature leapt forward, uncoiling as it shot towards her even as she approached it. She exhales a breath of fire in surprise, but the flames washed harmlessly around the intruder as it clawed at her snout. She hisses in pain, droplets of acrid blood flying. 
 
 Now she knows that the creature ca n't be hurt by her fire, she scorches the air with heavy gouts of flame, using the thermals to gain height on her opponent. She sees the creature twisting in the inferno, confused, uncertain as to where to move. She dives into the hazy blaze, ripping into the creature- 
 
 -only to have it vanish in motes of light. She's puzzled now, rising from the smoke and circling it. Soon, the gusts from her wings blow the smog cloud apart. The creature nowhere in sight. 
 
 She bellows, spewing heavy plumes of smoke in frustration. A shimmering in the air, a distortion lined in gray. Too late, the creature senses her coming and turns to flee. She catches up easily, and seizes its throat, shaking it back and forth. 
 
 Moments later, the creature was still between her jaws as she flapped towards her cave. At last, she drops the creature to the ground, limp and lifeless. She's tired now, weary from the fight and wants only to rest. Hurling the golden carcass atop her hoard, she curls up, content once more.
