It was until the next day when everyone continued on their way. They were having a nice conversation along the path, sometimes played tricks on others to keep everyone entertained. Made up stories for the giggles, then at time it got somewhat personal.
Until the night fell, the usual campfire and the familiar darkness surrounding everyone. Enjoying the burliness Lork had, DranGon decided to whisper him to have a cuddle in the sleep. He didn't say anything but certainly he wasn't agree for. Such blind of DranGon, when the fire began to fade off then he started crawling toward Lork and placed his head on his pecs again, rubbing on it satisfiedly. Lork woke up from the sleep to feel like it was not fine for him, seeing someone touching him without his yes and he pushed DranGon off. He lost his mind in the burliness, he kept on rubbing it more and more and at time held his hands to hold and play with his chest. It got so bad that he pushed himself off on the ground and stood up. It made a loud crack and lots of noises from the small branches and leaves then everyone woke up. In such arkward position DranGon was, it was surely doubt he seemed to get in uncontrolable state for the mood. Then at Lork, he felt so uncomfortable that he just ran off into the dark and it once again went back to silence.
-DranGon... what are you doing...
He shrunk himself in place, in such shame.
-I know he does look attractive, but it shouldn't be this quick yet. I'm unsure if he would ever come back but likely not.
-He was just too hairy to not to-
Shawon jumped on top of him and he was now flat on the ground unable to lift his chest up.
-You made a bad impression already, though he was just a new guy so nothing really affected us at all.
-But those hair...
Ravirk facepalmed, he just came closer and shook Dran's face:
-Goodness me you are going too far! Stop this at once! -Said as he jumped on top of Shawon, a sudden choke noise and DranGon fainted from those hefty weight.
-I mean, it's obvious he needs affection still, though we didn't let him know to not do it on strangers. Well now a guy who we could work with gone, there shouldn't be anything to worry.
Dirotor patted on both Shawon and Ravirk shoulders:
-We can talk about this later, have a rest for now you both.
Wogan nodded his head and everyone went back to sleep, though Shawon bad a long thought and awake when everyone slowly felt asleep...
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As the sun rose, the familiar scene of DranGon... sitting by the tree and he seemed embarassed and ashamed. The thoughts he had and what were going through him was quite tragic and chained into a dead loop. He sat there and looked at nothing. He tilted his head up, looked down, and covered his head to crack a tear and cried in silent. Wogan woke up suddenly, he was somewhat terrified still from a nightmare he had. But that thought was short-lived when he heard the noise at the tree, the DranGon. To not disturb him too much, he only got closer on his front but not too close. He slowly sat down in front of him and patted on one of his arm covering the head.
-It will be alright. I know we might be a little aggressive last night but don't put yourself in such bad spot.
He kept on crying still, unbothered to acknowledge Wogan's appearance. He sat there for a bit to have some thinking. Nothing could do to Dran, he had to make a question:
-What really got you in this spot?
-He...h...he left us and I...m...ak...made him s...look so bad...
Wogan stood up and held him gently, he cried slower then continue:
-I just hope he doesn't hate me for such behaviour I had no control over. There is no way I can explain to him anymore, I lost such a nice guy...
As the speech came through, he still held him gently then replied:
-Don't put too much pressure on it. The connection with them was short and he was from the opposing guy who took Drakedown anyway. Don't beat yourself up too badly as that won't help a single thing.
DranGon slowly fell over on his side, loosen his arms and just flat-headed on the ground...
-Y...you weren't wrong. Why do I have to try get in relation with someone who made a crime? Why should I care about them. Though he is now on his own again and hope he doesn't het hurt...
-You are so empathic, here give yourself a treat... keep it easy...
Wogan patted his shoulder, scratched his head, then rolled him over and rubbed his belly. Dran was wagging his tail and he slowly fell back asleep. Wogan looked at his eyes closely and he noticed that DranGon may had had stayed up whole night with such thoughts. He was really in need for some comforting. Feeling like he couldn't do anything to help them, but they were happy enough to keep him on top with his thoughts and mood.
Leaving DranGon slept, Wogan saw everyone still in deep sleep despite the run had risen a bit, he decided to join in and slept with Dran...
The dappled light sparked up spot to spot, keeping the place moody yet bright and light. The cold from the early morning fog and the warmth from the sun made up a relieving atmosphere to keep everyone asleep. There were some chirping but no one was still awake to enjoy the nature, to appriciate the beauty ahead of them. Perhap they needed a good rest and that was already beautiful for him, good and healthy amount of strength and energy for another long day of walking...
