"The Dragon's Last Breath" by MindBlown NR

Her body calls and you are lost for the feel of her touch as you approach. She stands in fearful suprise and grabs her armour and throws it on and grabs a bow and arrow as she mounts a shield onto her back.

Strands of gold lay freely across her armoured shoulders. Her long smoothened legs stay emerged and wet from the spring water. All you remember is seeing drops of water caress her silkened soft skin. Oh how you thought of being just one of those drops of water sliding down her naked body. Her eyes watched in defense as you cautiously approach her.

"Why do you approach?" she ask ready to fight.