An hour later, Whistler had gathered enough fish to feed us all. I give the woman's dragon and Whistler their portions. I roast the rest by the fire. I hear groans behind me. The woman is waking up. She looks around. She sees me by the fire. "Did you save us?" She asks. I nod my head. "Thank you. My name is Valka. My dragon's name is Cloudjumper. What's your name?" Valka asks.

I growl softly. I take my dagger and scratch my name in the dirt. Valka reads it. "Your name is Silentvoice? So, you can't speak?" She asks.

I shake my head no. I scratch more words in the dirt. She reads them. "So, your dragon's name is Whistler? May I see him?" Valka asks.

I nod my head. I growl to Whistler. He comes over. Valka places her hand on his nose. Whistler nuzzles Valka gently, mindful of her broken arm.

I return to the fire. I grab one of the roasted fish. I hand it to Valka. She takes it. "Thank you, Silentvoice," Valka says while taking a bite.

I nod my head. Whistler nuzzles me. I look outside. The sun has just set. Valka finishes her fish before falling back to sleep.

I lay down on my bed next to Whistler. I close my eyes. I'm also asleep before I know it.