A dazzle of light breathed over the ocean as the sun peeked out from behind the waters. Huttsgalor was bathed int he light of sunrise. The warmth of the coming sun filled Winger with a nice wash of happeiness.
He stretched his blue wings out to catch the sunny rays. He took in a deep breath and closed his eyes. He opened them agian, looking out onto the ocean, his claws keeping him steady on teh roof of the Roost.
He felt the need to go on a nice, peaceful flight, something he rarely ever did. He flapped up intot he sky and started to glide away from Huttsgalor.
As he flew be suddenly saw two red and yellow dragons flyinng towards him from above near the clouds.
"Hey!" The red dragon called.
Winger halted and hovered in mid-air, squinting at the approaching dragons. Then he regonized them.
"Laburn? Cinda?" He said questionally as the two Fire Furys stopped and hovered right in front of him.
"Your WInger, right? Of course you are, we were just heading to the Roost to tell you guys about omething amazing!" Cinda rambled.
Winger tiltied his head, curious, "What is it?"
Laburn and Cinda looked at eachother and smiled, "The first annual Dragon Games is being hosted tomorrow at midday on Sunblast Island."
"Dragon Games? Sounds interesting, let's go tell the others!" Winger said and swung around, leading Laburn and Cinda back to Huttsgalor.
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Aggro breathed a fire blast at a target, hitting it square-on. She didn't exactly feel like training, but she was still thrilled for these "Dragon Games." It seemed like the perfect get-away from all this stress.
Aggro looked up at Winger and Cutter was having a race. Despite that Cutter was more Skrill then ever now, he couldn't quite catch up with Winger unless he used his lightning.
There had been no more news of BoulderDeath or her servants, so everythign had seemed to calm down. She felt way better than she had before. Being outside in fresh air also helped a bit.
The Rescue Riders trained till nightfall.
Instead of flying down to the sleep cave, Aggro flew up ontot he rood of the Roost. She looked out into the darkneing sky, stars were starting to appear in the dark. The full moon shined brightly in the sky, washing Huttsgalor in pale, silky moonlight.
Aggro took in a deep breath, she laid down and continued to stare into the growing blackness. Her eyes were starting to close, she shook herself awake agian.
Suddenly she heard the flapping of wings and the clink of claws grasping the roof. She turned around to see Cutter land upon the roof, the claws on his wings gripped the tiles of the roof loosely.
"Oh, hi." She said, hesitant to say anymore.
"I just thought I'd come up to, you know. I noticed you werent in your nest." He said and hopped closer to her.
"I'm fine." Aggro said, feeling her scales heat up. She could almost see herself blush. It seemed nice and peaceful all around, like nothign could ever go wrong when she was with him.
Cutter had sat down right next to her. She looked at him and he looked back. Aggro hesitated but then inched ever so slightly closer.
Cutter smileld and giggled slightly, he looked at her fondly. He inched closer too and put one of his wings around her. Aggro couldn't help but lean into him, in a way she had never done before. The swell in her chest seemed to be gone now and her breath steadied for real.
Aggro wasn't aware that she was falling alseep until she woke up, the sun in her face, to the first day of the Dragon Games.
Kinda short, I know. Sorry.
