In 1950, the Dragons began a permanent association with the ground.

The dragon began batting her wings again, trying to take off.

The dragon began to circle lower, a little at a time, very warily.

He and all the dragons began to extend their wings.

"Well, old dragon, it is really quite simple," he began.

The other dragon rolled over onto his feet, sat up, took one look at Jim, and began to wail.

But the dragon soon began to show its teeth.

The dragon began to move ponderously off into the jungle.

The motion had been observed, for the dragons began to hum.

"I think you're lying, Holiday," the dragon said suddenly and began to breathe in again.