Drake hesitated a bit as Fell approached him, his wings twitching at the light breath of Fell’s inspecting nose. While he found the creature to be a bit unfathomable, some part of the boy felt a strange connection with Fell. A spiritual draw toward the reptile, almost as if in another life, they could have been friends or cousins. It was certainly strange. Magical almost…
Could it be he was part dragon? ...No. That was insane. Magic didn’t exist. Dragons didn’t exist. Not where he was from, anyway. And besides, weren’t dragons supposed to have wings? This one sure didn’t.
“If I knew how I’d gotten here, I would have tried to fly out just a moment ago,” he explained calmly, “Though, yes. Escaping is my number one priority, and somehow I doubt I’ll be able to accomplish that on my own. I need to get back to my world, I don’t have time for… whatever this is.” Drake motioned to the arena with his hand. His silver eyes fell on Adira’s companion again. He had the strangest urge to reach out and pet him, but denied the urge altogether.
“Do dragons not have wings where you’re from? … Does he breathe fire?” The boy’s silver eyes peered over the creature with more curiosity than anything. “Dragons only exist in books and fairy tales where I’m from. And they aren’t typically portrayed as friendly, much less companions.”
Could it be he was part dragon? ...No. That was insane. Magic didn’t exist. Dragons didn’t exist. Not where he was from, anyway. And besides, weren’t dragons supposed to have wings? This one sure didn’t.
“If I knew how I’d gotten here, I would have tried to fly out just a moment ago,” he explained calmly, “Though, yes. Escaping is my number one priority, and somehow I doubt I’ll be able to accomplish that on my own. I need to get back to my world, I don’t have time for… whatever this is.” Drake motioned to the arena with his hand. His silver eyes fell on Adira’s companion again. He had the strangest urge to reach out and pet him, but denied the urge altogether.
“Do dragons not have wings where you’re from? … Does he breathe fire?” The boy’s silver eyes peered over the creature with more curiosity than anything. “Dragons only exist in books and fairy tales where I’m from. And they aren’t typically portrayed as friendly, much less companions.”