Sherlock Saphire and the Lost Chicken by TheDragonsPen, literature
Literature
Sherlock Saphire and the Lost Chicken
Out in the middle of the wilderness, covered by the shadows of mountains, a blue dragoness stepped from her home. Her big, fluffy tail flicked back and forth slowly as she regarded her company. Saphire, for quite a few years now, would be seen by many as a recluse. Which would only be cemented by the fact that most of her time was spent in the company of the chickens that inhabited the area. While this was partially true, it had never been a big deal to her. Chickens made surprisingly good company.
As she left her bamboo home, the bag of seed draped over her neck meant only one thing and one thing alone to her feathered friends. Food. Withou