Disclaimer(this is getting really old) I do not own and of the original TP characters.sigh
A/N: this is my 1st Immortals fic, so please tell me what u think! Here goes gulp
Into the Dragonlands
A screech overhead pierced her ears. Looking up, she saw red and gold scales glinting in the sun. Skysong trilled loudly. The immortal above her showed no sign of acknowledgement. Frustrated, she kicked off the ground and spiraled into the sky, muttering to herself. She flew in front of the adult dragon. She began to talk to it in dragon, using a series of clicks, screeches and trills. The dragon snorted. - I have no business with you, hatchling. – He said in the common. Not discouraged, she tried again. This time, the immortal ignored her completely. The little patience that she had disappeared and she flew forward. She viciously clutched his tail and bit down hard. The dragon lashed around and waved his tail, sending Skysong flying. She persisted.
After a long while, the older dragon landed on a mountain peak and sat. Skysong, still chirping, landed next to him. The dragon turned one great eye on her, looking her up and down. –My apologies, young one. You must be Daimondflame's granddaughter.- Skysong sniffed. –Yes that's me. They call me Kitten in the mortal realms.-
-My name is Flamewing. Where is your destination youngling-
-I'm Kitten, not youngling.- Kitten said in the Common, -I plan to go to the Dragonlands. Daine is with Numair in the Realms of the Gods and I…-
-Who is this "Daine"-
-She's my friend.- The older dragon snorted.
-Ah. She must be the Wild Mage that Jewelclaw was growling about. He said she was your jailer.- Kitten began a series of indignant chirps and clicks.
-She most certainly was NOT- She huffed in the Common when she regained her control.
-Whatever you say. Now, to the Dragonlands- Flamewing kicked off the ground and soared into the air.
-WAIT- screeched Kitten, kicking off, and flapping her small wings to catch up with Flamewing. Kitten struggled the entire way to keep up with her guide, muttering crossly. It seemed as though the older dragon was trying to intimidate her in some way. She planned to go to the Dragonlands again, and then visit Daine, if Mithros permitted. –It's too bad that I never been told where the Dragonlands are, or I wouldn't need your help- She called grudgingly from behind. He stopped abrubtly. Kitten looked to see what the matter was, and then saw. –Where are we- She asked looking at the dry, charred land before her. –Dragonlands.- came the curt reply. A roar echoed through the destroyed land.
-WHERE IS SHE- Kitten looked at Flamewing nervously. –I WANT HER HERE NOW-
-I WANT SKYSONG YOU IDIOT- Kitten looked at Flamewing. He lunged for her, claws outstretched.
Cliffie! Should I continue? I'm going for at least 5 reviews before I do. So RR!
