Snippet #1389821

Morgana spotted Derius and the student racing, but decided not to get too involved, as Butterfly wasn't as fast as them. That didn't mean she was staying completely out of it though, she thought as she cupped her hands around her mouth, tying the reins to the pommel of her saddle.
"And they're off! Derius and Abnaher have an early lead!" She started shouting commentary. Butterfly silently rolled her eyes at the madwoman she had to have bonded with, and gave a Flutterby dragon's version of a graceful chuckle, which was a quiet rumble in the throat.

Elisa saw the school first, as Tom was thinking back to how large the city they'd passed had been.
"Whoah." Elisa breathed. Or rather, she hardly dared breathe. It looked so alien to the sort of place she came from. Tom then saw it, and figured that, since they were now pretty much beyond the mountains that made entry so difficult, they could land and walk the rest of the way. He turned and looked up at Elisa, who got the message quite quickly.
"Okay, you've been flying plenty long enough." She smiled gently. She remembered the letter, as they descended, and couldn't help but wonder just how far people would have come to get to this school. She had already figured she hadn't come the farthest, but just how far away did dragons go?