Chapter 2

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Bang bang bang!
I am startled out of my memories by loud knocking on my door. " Probably just someone to complain about Whirlwind." I mutter to myself. I hop down the stairs and pull open the door. " Listen," I start to blurt out, but I stop as I glance up. Before me stood a tall barrel chested man, bearing heavy scars and a gold medallion with the chief crest. I froze. If this was a problem with Whirlwind, and the chief got involved, well, it was bad. He looks down at me, being alomst two feet taller than me. " Chief... I... I..." I manage to stammer. He holds up a hand to silence me. " Clan meeting. Noon. Your dragon comes too." As he turns to walk away I protest " Chief, I have been of age to attend clan meetings for almost two summers now. Why today of all days do you, the chief decide to invite me? And why must Whirlwind come?" He looks back, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. " If you come, you' ll find out Alvi." I stand there, completely confused as he walks away.

I look up at the sun impatiently. It is nearly noon, and Whirlwind hasn't arrived yet. Sometimes, I swear that dragon does this to torment me. Suddenly my hair stands on end. I break out in a grin. I turn to face the silver skrill staring me down. He gives me a look, as if to say " What are we waiting for?" and pushes through the doors of the great hall. I supress a giggle at his confidence and followed him through the doors.

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