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High on the North Yorkshire moors is a hill. A harmless 

looking hill with its enclosed fences and green 

pastures. But this hill has a very different feel to it at 

night, for beneath its peak is a dark cave where Snarff 

the dragon lives.

Snarff is like any dragon - a ferocious, fire breathing, 

meat eating monster. Snarff's head is as big as a car 

which can gulp down a cow or a sheep with ease. 

When Snarff stretches his wings he is as wide as a 

house and he is as tall as a house too. Outside of 

Snarff's cave are piles and piles of bones, mainly those 

of cows and sheep but there are others types too.

Fortunately, Snarff sleeps during the day and only 

comes out to feed at night. One night Harriet was 

getting her pyjamas on in her bedroom when she heard 

a whoosh as something flapped past her bedroom 

window. "Mum, what was that?" she asked. "Don't 

worry" said Mum "it was only a bird". Harriet looked into 

the dark night towards the house over the road and 

there on the garden she could see a dark lump with 

piercing yellow eyes looking directly towards her. 

Harriet closed the curtains quickly and ran and clung to 

Mum's leg. "Calm down Harriet, there's no such thing as 

dragons!" said Mum but even Mum had heard rumours 

about Snarff the dragon but she didn't believe them.

The phone rang and it was Dad. "Will you pick me up 

from the top moor road, my car has broken down?" he 

said. "Come on Hattie" said Mum "we need to collect 

Dad".

The car drove away from the safety of the village and up 

the dark, lonely moor road. It was a wonderfully clear 

evening and a full moon shone bright in the star filled 

sky. Suddenly a shadow covered the car as if something 

was above it. Harriet looked out of her window and saw 

a huge dragon flying low overhead. Grasped within the 

dragon's claws was a poor cow which struggled - kicking 

and mooing in panic but there was nothing that could be 

done for that poor creature.

The dragon soared high and flew towards the dark hill in 

the distance. Harriet spluttered "dddragon!" and Mum 

snapped "stop being silly Hattie, it's just a seagull or 

something!"

Two bright lights shone on the road ahead and there was 

Dad standing next to his car shaking like a leaf. Mum 

stopped and he jumped into the car. "Did you see that!" Dad 

shrieked. “No what?” said Mum. "A ddddrraaaggon" he 

spluttered "get us out of here now!" Mum looked at Hattie’s 

worried face and wondered if she might have been telling 

the truth after all?

The car sped off but was quickly covered by the dark 

shadow as the dragon's wings whooshed and flapped closely 

above. Dad searched the sky looking for the dragon when 

two bright yellow eyes peered in the side window as the 

dragon turned his attention to the people in the car. 

Suddenly the door windows smashed as the dragon's 

powerful talons gripped the car and lifted it clear from the 

road. "What are we going to do!" screamed Mum. All we can 

do is pray he sees something more tasty along the way and 

loses interest in us.

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