Fantasy Dragonkin Academy

[Ananfal]

Still having a silly grin on her face, Kira tapped on Nightstrike's claws and he obligingly opened up, letting her fall once more towards the ground. She laughed, feeling the wind tear at her clothes and hair before Nightstrike caught her once more. They played this game the whole way down, eventually landing upon the ground gently. Brushing her hair out of her face, Kira glanced at Nichole with a small but genuine smile on her face. "Which way do you want to go first?" She asked politely.

 

[Wolfette157]

Nichole just shrugs. "I don't know. Do you knew which direction looked better from the sky?"

 

[Ananfal]

"I'm very sorry, but the trees seemed equally thick in every direction." Kira said, a bit apologetically. She was having so much fun with Nightstrike that she hadn't searched for a suitable place. "Let's head east." She decided suddenly, looking in that direction. "It's where the moon rises." She explained, not saying anything more as to her reasoning. Instead she simply set off in that direction, Nightstrike slipping through the trees as best he could after her.

 

[Wolfette157]

Nichole nods and follows Kira into the forest. She begins to wonder what type of dragon Nightsrike was.


Lightning was obviously a lightning type. She looks at Kira and asks her.

 

[Ananfal]

Kira looked back at Nichole as she asked what kind of dragon Night was. "He's a poison type." She answered softly, ignoring her twinge of discomfort at sharing an important secret with someone she didn't really know yet. Looking back ahead of her, she ducked underneath a fallen tree and stopped suddenly. "I found it!" She exclaimed happily. Most likely due to a storm of some kind, three trees had fallen against each other, creating a space underneath them that just big enough for two dragons and their partners. "Now all we need to do is stuff all the holes with moss so that it's dark enough to hide Night and Lightning, and we're done."

 

[Wolfette157]

Nichole looked back at Night as Kira says that she was a poison type. They soon reach an area that's perfect for their camp. Just big enough for them. She shrugs and then stray going around and collecting moss.