Snippet #1555867

Altrom gasped when the girl had left. His arm was still too beaten to be good in a fight, and Zindra would never be able to take on oth a dragon and a rider by herself, so he was happy that she'd taken the bait.
He hurried over, and grabbed the badge, noticing that it was falling apart, slowly dissolving itself in his hands. "Rogarsh." he sneered under his breath. "Why doesn't he tell me stuff like this!?" he said, angrily throwing it at Zindra. Zindra had just come out of hiding, when the badge was thrown at her.
"Hey!" She snapped at him. "Don't take it out on me, that you're having a bad day!" Her blue eyes had a dangerous gleam, that made Altrom's throat dry, and gave him a nervous twitch in his neck. She didn't seem to be in a much better mood, since they'd flewn around looking for those badges.
It was probably because that troll had tricked her earlier. At the thought Altrom was about to smirk at her, but he quickly decided against it.

He walked over to her, picking up the black badge on the way. And when he got to her, he jumped up in the saddle, and looked in the saddlebag where he'd put all the other badges. He could see that fragments were falling off, and bits of white were actually staining the insides of his saddlebag.
"We'd better hurry." he said quietly. "Oh, NOW you're calm! Seriously Altrom, pull yourself together! It's just a girl after all!" Zindra said sharply, as she lifted off from the ground.
Altrom looked at her. How the hell could she know such things!? She'd been out "playing" with another dragon after all. "Yeah, yeah Zindra. I'll be focused, I'll be focused..."

As they drew nearer to the rallying point, Altrom leant in to check the badges. the white ones were as good as gone, only bunches of white dust, with unexplainable chunk in. The blacks one were harder to see, but he could still make out the four of them.
They were only a little away from the waterfall... they'd probably make it... probably...