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As Jett peered over the railing of the boat, she saw a furry brown tail splash in the water. And again. Could it be? An Alban Dragon?  She thought. She had read about them. They came in many varieties, so she assumed it was a beach variant. But Alban Dragons were almost extinct! She got out her phone and waited. She heard a splash, and looked down. There was a beautiful brown cat-like head poking out of the water. It had navy blue wings and pretty amber eyes. She quickly snapped a photo, immediately recognizing that is was a beach Alban Dragon. It cooed, and splashed back into the water. The beach varieties had no gills, but could hold their breath for a while. They had webbed toes and large wings for steering, like mountain Albans. Jett gasped at the sight, and quickly sent the picture to Dr. Fasless.

          𝚂𝚊𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚝! 𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝙰𝚕𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚜? 𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗!

Said the text. She looked at the picture and smiled. Without the wings and horns, you could almost think it was a cat! Except...larger and bigger ears. Suddenly, her phone started beeping like an alarm. A picture appeared on her screen. No, it was a wanted sign. There was a kid, about 16, with a black-and-red jumpsuit, with a rather deranged look on his face. The sign said:

𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎: 𝙼𝚊𝚐𝚗𝚞𝚜

𝙰𝚐𝚎: 𝟷𝟼

𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚜: 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚝𝙺𝚒𝚍

𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗: 𝙺𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕 𝙸𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜

𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶: 𝙸𝙵 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝚃𝚃𝙴𝙳, 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙴𝙽𝙶𝙰𝙶𝙴! 𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝚂 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈 𝙳𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁𝙾𝚄𝚂!

WhitKids...not many of them left, huh. Fire though. Gosh, he sounds like the person I would definitely not want to run into right about now...wait. Did it say Kestrel Islands?!

Owen was definitely in danger. There was a flaming teenager on the same island as her crush. Not good, not good, DEFINITELY NOT GOOD.


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