Soul of Furies (Book Three)

Chapter 17: Twins

Astrid, Fishlegs, and I stare at Nightstar. My dragon looks rather pleased with herself, a grin on her face and her blue eyes bright and expectant. Behind her are two Monstrous Nightmares, a male and a female. The male is blue and green in colouring, while the female is red and orange. The two don't do much save for sitting and waiting.

I walk closer to my Night Fury, lowering my voice. "So...Nightstar, did you get their names or anything?"

"Windstorm and Skybreeze," she responds. "They said that's what their last trainers called them." I give them a quick glance, my Nightstar must notice the anxious look on my face. "They aren't hostile. I told them that you could tell them the plan."

"Oh, great, just assume I can understand them," I grumble.

"We do have a universal language," the dark dragon points out. "You can understand me fine. Should be the same for them."

I sigh, casting a quick look to Astrid and Fishlegs before steeling my nerves and starting towards the Nightmares. Windstorm perks up first, his head tilting with curiosity. Skybreeze growls low in her throat as I approach, but doesn't attack.

"Hello..." I say, my volume like a breath and less like an actual voice.

"Hello," a rumbling voice comes from the male. "Nightstar told us you needed our help."

"We haven't helped Vikings in ages, but Nightstar made a case for you. I hope you understand how lucky you are that we're even here," a breezy voice adds from the female.

"I promise, it isn't too much. We just need a ride," I say. "Nightstar can't carry my companions."

"Where are we going then?" Windstorm demands, stepping closer to me and arching his slender neck upwards, his claws sinking into the soft sand of the beach.

Astrid and Fishlegs move to make sounds of warning, but I hold my hand up to cease them, my eyes hardly wavering from the dragon before me. I moisten my lips with my tongue before speaking again.

"I'm trying to find some friends of mine. They don't have dragons, so they couldn't have gotten very far from this general area. We need some noses that are keen in sniffing out humans," I say.

"I've got the best sniffer out here," Skybreeze boasts, flapping her wings and flicking her tail. "You came to the right dragon."

"Let's make it quick. Dark will come soon and, just between you and me, I don't want to be flying when the demons get to flying," Windstorm warns me. He jerks his head towards Fishlegs and Astrid. "I'll take the girl. Sky will take the boy. You lead the way with Nightstar."

"Gladly." I smile. "Thank you for your help." Skybreeze flicks her tail again and Windstorm almost seems to return the smile.

I whistle to Nightstar, then beckon Fishlegs and Astrid closer. Time is of the essence.

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Nightstar swoops low to the ground, touching down on a smooth patch of stone. I look around as Windstorm and Skybreeze touch down next to us, sniffing the area tentatively. I examine the area just as the dragons are. We've already been searching for what feels like forever, finding little to nothing that shows that we've made any progress.