Chapter 5: Storehouse

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When Delete woke up it was past afternoon. Delete yawned, then stretched. It was a pretty day. Delete looked down at Control, who was still sleeping. He looked up, the campfire was out. Best not refresh it now, it might wake up Control. So Delete laid down, and pricked his ears, listening to the sounds of the forest.

Rustle, Rustle.

A bush in front of Delete started to shake. Delete stayed as still as he could. Out popped a squirrel. It didn't seem to be aware of the dragon's presence. Delete crept towards it, once he was close enough he pounced. Startled, the squirrel started to climb up a tree. Delete missed.

In hopes of getting a decent breakfast, Delete climbed the tree after it. Terrified that it was still be sought after, the squirrel scurried around the tree in a frenzied pattern in hopes to elude its pursuer. Come here, dammit. Delete angrily thought. He didn't care about waking up Control at this point, he was starving and he wanted that squirrel.

The squirrel satisfied that he had somewhat disoriented Delete, was on the end of branch about to jump to another tree. The squirrel jumped. Oh no you don't. Delete shot a small blast at the squirrel killing it on impact. The squirrel hit the branch it was trying to leap to, and fell onto the unsuspecting Control. Control woke up to find a dead squirrel on him.

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This amused Delete. Delete jumped down. "Breakfast."

Delete then turned to the burnt out campfire, and lit it back up with a quick blast.

"Hmpf, breakfast it is."

Delete made a quick roar to let Control that he was going to hunt for a while, letting Control have the morning to himself. Delete flew off.

It's probably a bad idea to leave him alone. Nah.. he'll be fine. Delete reassured himself.

Once Delete got to a good height he looked down in search of any sort of food. The treese blocked his sight. It was either run through the trees scaring all the prey, or look in the skies for birds. Birds would be easier. Delete spotted a flock of birds and veered right towards them.

The birds spotted him and began to fly away in a panic. But Delete was much much faster than them, and was able to grab a couple of them before they scattered.

"Ehh it was a decent breakfast, more of a snack really."

Satisfied, Delete headed back towards their temporary camp. Control's most likely done with that squirrel. Deleted soared over the trees looking for the small area they had been sleeping in. There! Delete swooped down to find......nothing. Nothing was there, the fire had died down quite a bit since he had left.

"Control?" I only left a couple of minutes ago, where could he have gone since then? This better not be a joke.

Delete sniffed around for his scent, to find it trailed off farther into the forest with 3 other scents chasing it. Oh no. Delete bounded after the scents, and over the campfire that had burned out by now.

Delete gained speed, bounding from rock to rock, weaving trees, and leaping over a small creek with a log near it. The scents were getting fresher the more he ran. He pricked his ears. He heard a snap really far ahead.

Once there was a clearing in the tree cover, Delete took to the skies. Heart throbbing, wings pounding, eyes sharp, Delete was desperate to find Control. There!

Control was in a tree, trying to get away from 3 small blue raptor like flightless dragons, with frills on their heads and backs, with smaller ones on their elbows. The most noticeable thing was the stingers on their tails, and their heads which resembled sharks in a way. And they were jumping up and trying to bite Control, jaws snapping.

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