The next was a larger, fully adult dragon, his room a stony, mountain enviornment.
His stood tall, his hide craggy and slate grey. He had a fairly normal dragonic build, with wings rather than forelimbs, standing on two hefty legs. His heavy tail swung happily as she entered, the end bulged and studded like a mace.
He had no sheath like the last, but a the scent of her a tiny grey tip of flesh poked from a slit between his legs.