Soaring (Soaring Saga #1)

☆Chapter Fifteen~Secrets And Another Dream☆

     So yeah, that whole thing happened, and we had no idea what Willow might do with the dragon scale. Or what he meant by, well, half the stuff he said. Probably had to do with the prophecy, and that this big thing about meeting our parents and getting Roxy back was about to get ten times bigger.

     We made our way back to the Silver River, stopping once in a while for Audra and I to rest our wing and ankle, and for bathroom breaks, and eating, and naps, and a million other things. So it wasn't until morning that we actually found the river.

"Finally, god!" Ari cried when he saw it.

"I can't take much more travelling like this, either," Neil said. I could relate.

"O-okay, I've got to sleep," Audra said, "I can't go on only ten minute naps for twelve hou-hours."

"I definitely can't either," I yawned, "Let's find some place to camp."

     So we did. Somewhere by the water so there wasn't as much snow, somewhere enough under the trees that we could see kitsunes coming, but far enough away so demon bronze pigeons can't sneak up on us and wolf shadows can't pop out of no where, and where none of the nearby trees were pine trees so the depressing dryads can't call us. 

     Man, there's so much that's happened.

     Audra sighed after setting up the makeshift beds "So, beds? Check. food?"

"Check," Ari said, pulling out some snacks.

"Water?"

"Check," I said, taking out the canteens.

"Campfire?"

"Uh... not check," Neil said, "I'll go get some fire wood." He stood up to leave and went back into the trees. 

"Uh, I should probably go with him..." I told the others, standing up and following him. No way I'm letting anyone go into forests alone after all the stuff that's happened.

      I caught up with him, and he didn't even ask me why I was following him. He actually looked more comforted. Guess he didn't want him to be alone either, the little cinnamon roll geography nerd.

"Okay, we gotta find something dry," I said, "It won't light if it's wet." Neil nodded. 

"How about over here?" He asked, picking it up, "Wait, no, too wet."

"Oh, how about this one?" I suggested.

"Eh, little small, isn't it?"

"Probably."

     Silence for a few metres. 

"Oh, what about that?" Neil pointed to a log, feeling it, "It's dry." I nodded, and he grabbed it under his arm.

     Few more silent metres. I was getting an unsettled vibe from Neil, like he wanted to tell me something but purposely wasn't. 

"Found another good log!" I announced, grabbing it. It was bigger than Neil's, and was hard to carry. After only a few metres I fell over with a "Whoa!"

     Neil laughed as he helped me up, and I realized it was pretty funny.

"A small gal like you shouldn't be holding that one," he said, holding out his "Switch?"

"Please," I said, taking it, "However, I am not the small one, you are the tall one. Everyone looks small to you!"

"You have to admit though, you are a little small for our age."

"Okay, fine, but only a little!"

     He laughed again.

     Yet another silent moment.