everyone thought royal margarine was the last dragon rider, and so did he. But of corse, you had sat in the shadows of dragon city, staying on the outskirts with your two wyverns, cremΓ© and chocolate. You had tamed them when they were just hatchlings, and it was a good thing. They had the ability to turn to the size of a fully grown red dragon. They usually took on the size of a normal wyvern.
as royal margarine cookie sat in the bar, drinking juice with Hollyberry cookie as pitaya dragon cookie attempted to keep snapdragon cookie in check, who was flying around the bar, and tarte tartin cookie was spacing out, the sun was suddenly evolved by a black and white shadow. As they all rushed outside, they saw two large dragons lowering down into the city. They got ready to attack, until... they saw a cookie riding the black one!? As royal margarine cookies eyes widened, the dragons fully landed, a cookie with grayish-brown dough, tipped black white hair, a black and white half jacket with long sleeves, Grey hair with black tips, black shorts, and a black and white belt-skirt with waves slid off of the black dragon. The black dragon growled before they both turned back small, the white one making a small chirp.