Beat's nervous expression changed into a relieved one.
"I don't think that should be a problem.", he said. "Lance-A-Lot
can go with you... just in case you need protection."
He looked to the mountain. "I'll go with the others... I'm sure it
won't take long."
-
Skittish scrunched up her nose. She had found the dragons she was
looking for, but there are three more to gather around... Although
she would need to endure their awful smell during the process.
She hummed, guiding Thorax through the fog, while strange currents
in the ocean under her followed as well.
“Okay.” Oak said gleeful, “you ready you two?” She asked the two
dragons, Whisp let out a small croak. She bounded around the group
a little excited to see what the other dragons looked liked.
Lance-a let out a content Rumble, trotting towards the shore, while
avoiding the bigger boulders that are lying around. From time to
Time, she would look If the guests followed her.
The Environment was grey, rocky and showed some molten rocks now
and then, probably from training of younger Armorwings.
In the meantime, B-Iron picked up Beat, flying over to the spikey
Mountain in the Heart of the Island, until they suddenly vanished
into its depts.
Hidden from sight, the dragon managed its flight through a
Labyrinth of Tunnels, the deeper he got, the more metallic they
shone. The Sound of dragons got Louder, just like the humming of a
bee swarm - a dangerous, fire-breathing bee swarm.
B-Irons destination however, was the middle of a silvery shining
lake, in which what looks like a golden island sat.
He roared, letting its inhabitant know, that he has a visitor from
outside.
Oaked was shocked from the environments “It’s look super natural to
the dragons, but fascinating to those who are visiting.” Oak said,
still kind of creeped out with the natural made spikes. “I’ve think
We made of visited a similar place like this but more.... greener.”
She said, Whisp caught to Lance-a, and let out a small chirp,
before looking to see Oak, stopped and was looking at something.
Oak picked an old looking stick with feathers covering on edge of
the stick. “Well clearly this place is inhabited by humans, I
wander if the water carried this here, (examining even more). Hmm
interesting, better show it to Beat, when he comes back.” Oak said
placing it in Whisp’s saddle bag. “Hey, Lance-a was there a fight
here before?” She asked. A
Lance-A trotted closer, sniffing the stick. She chirped, as if
understood, and skipped over the beach to a spot further away,
looking up at the two guests expectantly.
Under her snout were placed a few big planks, obviously blown out
from a ship. Further away are more and more pieces.
Whatever ship it had been, it obviously got destroyed thoroughly,
because the debris was too small to even safely carry a person.
Lance-A-Lot cried out proudly, pushing a few bits playfully
around.
Somewhere far away, Skittish sighed. The Island was safe for now,
but she worried about the other sanctuaries. She wondered if she
should talk with Beat about it, but then Oak would learn about it
too. She sighed again, wondering if she could really trust the new
girl. Normally, she wouldn't bother... But with the Nightfury
protecting her, she couldn't comfort herself with the thought of
always being able to get her out of the way.
She didn't like the insecurity of the situation. Not at all.
(Skittish having trouble by not having everything under
control!
Will she try to get rid of Oak and Whisp?
... Probably not. :'D
And what is the mysterious Dragon, Beat is going to talk to? Who
knows!)
Unknown to our heroes, on an island not too far away, a shadow
rested between giant Bones, protecting its sight from prying eyes.
Its breath was slightly ragged, but other than that it appeared to
be sleeping peacefully. It obviously was in a better shape than its
last enemies.
Oakley mused about the scatter pieces of wood, “Thanks Lance-A.
Hmm.” She inspected closer and picked on up. “It’s look old. But
I’m not sure.” She reported, Whisp rumbled in curiosity as well.
She walked around the spot sniffing as well. “Gunpowder?”
she growled, the last time she smelled that is when those dragon
hunters attacked Oakley and her. “Maybe the pieces of wood where
from an attacked Viking ship. See here its charcoaled.” Oak spoke
pointing to the burnt wood to the two dragons.
Lance-A sniffed the burnt wood and Let out a defying growl. She
turned around and started to Scratch sand and Pebbles over some of
the Debris.
In the Distance, several calls could be heard, and a Flock of
dragons came Closer.
As they came into View, it was obvious that it was another group of
Armorwings. On the back of One was a waveing Beat.
Lance stopped her scratching and called back, Jumping a little up
and down.
“That’s what I call a happy Dragon.” Oakley smiled at the Lance-A’s
behavior, even Whisp had a childish grin on her. Oakley waved back
at him. “You should see what we found.” She called. Whisp tail
swept over the ground kicking up sand from the beach.
The dragons landed, starting to chatter. Lace-A-Lot joined
them.
Beat Jumped from a slightly rusty One, joining the girl and her
Nightfury.
"I tried to hurry, gladly it only took a few minutes. What did you
find?", he asked curiously, looking at the wood.
“There was some sort of battle here. Look at this (Pulling out the
stick with feathers on it) See the bottom part is burnt as well as
this piece of wood. Something was attacked or fighting took place
here. My only guess is that it’s from the past.” Oakley said,
holding up the two items. Whisp carefully made her way around the
armorwings. She greeted one. “And it’s also all over the beach
here.”
Beat looked at the Arrow curiously. "Looks like One of the hunters
we've encountered before... Let's Check the wreck closely, Maybe we
find a hint which Dragon was behind this!", he suggested with an
excited gleam in bis eyes.
The big, slightly rusty Armorwing, who had carried Beat, bowed his
head a little to lazily sniff at the Nightfury. He puffed out a
little Cloud of smoke, while Lance-A-Lot playfully clawed at his
armored tail.
Whisp sniffed at the dragon as well, she pawed at the ground and
let out excited little roars. “Okay, I’m down,” Oakley seizing the
chances to do some exploration, “Let’s go Whisp.” She called.
The rusty Armorwing huffed, clawing the ground with its massive
claws, playfully swinging his Tail around, nearly Knocking Lance-A
off her feet. The young Dragon chirped in Protest, trying to hold
on his Tail with her teeth.
Beat nodded, Stepping Closer to a pile of wood to inspect it
further.
After searching for some Time, the dark-haired Twin returned to the
Meeting-spot.
"I Think I've found something, and it might be amazing!", he
announced, putting several planks and Metal Pieces on the
ground.
"Did you find anything out of order?"
In the meantime, only the rusty Armorwing ( which's name was,
according to Beat, "GaheRust the Valiant" ) and Lance-a-Lot had
stayed, to Watch the humans Work.
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“Sweet! Not only that I to also found this book and and look at the
is arrow. It’s feathers looks like a dragon’s feather!” Oak said
showing him the feather that was blue on top but faded into white
and eventually gold at the bottom.