Chapter 10. "Welcome home, daughter"
Seven dragons reached the eastern city two days after leaving Warfang. As they entered it, the setting sun was enclosing to the line of horizon. Their journey passed peacefully, there were no accidents that would slow them down. The happiest dragons about that visit were definitely Tris and Dante, they hadn't seen Ardora for months. Viola didn't share that feeling, oppositely, she was bunch of nerves, even if she was glad to be back there.
"Well, we'll stay here until tomorrow." Sable stated fact, as dragons stopped before the building of elders. "Do you have any accommodation for the night?" He watched all his friends with gentle note of skepticism.
"We'll go to my mom's house." Tris said and smiled slightly, as nuzzled her mate.
"My friend works in local hospital, I doubt if he'll have anything against putting me up for a night." Ivory said, as everyone watched her. "Crag can go with me, if he wants." She offered.
"I'm in." The earth dragon agreed. "How about you?" He asked turning at Vixen. Everyone already knew that former Cuarto and his mate would most likely spend night in Blizzard's house, if he wanted to even see them of course, so the black dragoness was the only one with no place to sleep.
"Can I go with you?" Vixen pleased Sable and Viola. "I have nowhere to go, actually." She noticed with voice lacking any emotions, though she didn't feel happy about that.
"Of course, you do." Viola agreed.
"So, when and where will we gather again?" The white dragoness asked.
"Here, at the midday. Then, we'll travel at the north." Sable decided. After his words, all dragons split in three different directions.
"Aren't I too brazen?" Vixen asked, as three dragons had been walking for several minutes already. Because of her just healed thigh she was still limping a little. "You wanted to speak with your father and I..."
"How do you know?" Viola asked with surprise. She hadn't mentioned about her plans and doubted if Sable did.
"You have it written all over your face. Worries, doubts et cetera." The black dragoness said as if it was obvious. She also sent her sight telling "I'm not youngster." Sable just laughed silently.
"If you want anyone to treat you like an adult, you should grow up a little." He poked her head in such way, as if she was just a kid, not twenty-year-old dragoness.
"No." Vixen refused jerking her head characteristically and electrified Sable with sight, just like a little, refusing dragoness. "I like my height and I don't want to change it." She said with infant tone. This all looked so ridiculous that two dragons couldn't help giggling silently. "Such small body has lots of advantages. I'm small, dexterous, inconspicuous and yet, able to surprise." Vixen enumerated. She started speaking this seriously that Viola watched her with surprise. Sable didn't react at all, he had already got used to that.
"But weak." The ice dragoness noticed.
"You know my fighting style. Fast, weak attacks, keep dashing, no blocking, using wind all the time. I bleed the opponent out. Literally." The black dragoness noticed. "Besides, even if I wanted to grow up faster, I simply can't. When fa… I was turned into a dragoness, he messed something up with my body, so I'm growing slower than average dragon. Eating more food won't change a thing, neither magic will." She explained.
"But you're getting along with it, don't you?" Viola asked hardly believing that she'd refuse.
"I love this." The black dragoness grinned and giggled childishly. "But I digress. What I wanted to say is that I'll interrupt you, if I go with you." She noticed.
"Any idea how to solve this problem?" Sable watched the black dragoness curiously. Knowing her, she already had something in her mind.
"I'll leave now and join you once you're done. I know where elder Blizzard lives so there'll be no problem about that. Is that fine?" Vixen suggested.
"Mhm." Viola agreed nodding slightly.
"Ok. I'll be going then." The black dragoness straightened her wings very slowly and taking deep breath. Since the surgery, she'd always do like that, enjoying the moment when gentle breeze touched her wing membrane. "See you!" She shouted as she bounce from the ground and took flight. Two dragons watched her in silence.
"She always perfectly knows how to behave, doesn't she?" Viola didn't ask, but stated fact.
"Yeah. It's good to have such a friend." Sable confirmed. The couple continued walking in silence. Neither of them have even noticed when they stood before Viola's father's house.
"Are you ready?" Sable asked silently.
"Yes." The ice dragoness felt her heart hammering. "I hope so, at least." She added after a second. She sighed deeply and knocked at the door.
It opened slowly. Viola's heart skipped a beat, as she watched the old earth dragon. It was Blizzard, her father. Time wasn't kind to him for sure. In those five years, he seemed to get on at least fifteen years . The elder smiled slightly seeing his daughter.
"Welcome back home, my little daughter." He said silently. "And this is your…" He stopped speaking as he watched lightning dragon carefully. In his eye appeared some disturbing sparkle. "Cuarto." He finished silently.
"You know my name." Sable noticed. "I'm a dragon, not Vengantimo anymore."
"Signs remain." Old dragon riposted. "Come in. I shouldn't treat my own daughter like some vagabond…" He sent short, meaningful sight to Sable. He wasn't welcomed here. The lightning dragon noticed it, but his mate didn't. "…and not let her into her own home." He finished, turned around and walked inside the house, the couple followed him with slow, uncertain steps, not sure what they'd see inside. They walked to the dining room and sat to the table. Nothing had changed since the last time Viola saw it.
"I heard that you have children." Blizzard said with monotonous, gloomy voice.
"Yes, daughter Arriate and son Ñeque. She's a lightning dragoness and he's an ice dragon." Viola said proudly and smiled slightly. "I would bring them with me if only we weren't in middle of journey." She explained herself, feeling guilty for not taking kids with herself to her father.
"They're five, aren't they?" The earth dragon watched the couple.
"Yes, they are." Sable confirmed. "They are the greatest blessing I've ever had." Then, he nuzzled his mate. "Their three are the greatest blessing I've ever had." He corrected and the ice dragoness giggled silently, as her cheeks turned gently pink.
"You're in the middle of journey, as you said." Blizzard's word sounded as if he spoke to himself. "This means you'll be here for only one night, as I guess." Two lovers nodded, confirming. "You wanted to ask me for something, didn't you?" The elder watched them carefully.
"Indeed." Viola agreed. "I have enough of living hiding from you, dad. I want to ask you for forgiveness for escaping from house." She hung her head for a moment, unable to watch into her father's eyes. Then, Sable nuzzled her gently and whispered something silently. The ice dragoness, encouraged by her mate's words, raised her eyes and glared at her father again.
"I…" She stumbled. "I want to ask for your, father's blessing for me and Sable." Her attitude changed, as she said those words. She rapidly became more confident, her sight lacked fear from that point. But she didn't demand, only asked.
"I knew this day would come." Blizzard sighed deeply. "Dear ancestors, you're just like your mother. You simply had to come, didn't you?" He smiled slightly."Of course you had. That's what Crystal would do." He stood up and walked to his daughter. The earth dragon watched deeply into her eyes. Then to couple's surprise, he hugged her and Sable warmly.
"How could I say no?" He asked. In his eyes, there appeared tears. "You're my children. I give you my blessing for whatever you do." Both Viola and Sable smiled with relief. The ice dragoness felt her eyes were getting wet and Sable couldn't help that melting mood overtook him too.
"I may not approve your choice, but I accept it." Blizzard whispered to his daughter. Then, he turned to her mate. "You've proved yourself a real dragon not once, but for the years, I couldn't acknowledge that. Now, with no fear, I can entrust her to you, son."
"Thank you, father." Sable was really happy to hear those words. He didn't expect this conversation to go so well. To be honest, he was almost absolutely certain that Blizzard wouldn't accept him. And now...
"Couldn't you find another entertainment than following me?" All three of them heard angry female voice and noise of opened door. Three dragons watched curiously in direction of voices. The speaking one appeared to be Froza, twenty-five-year-old Viola's sister. Signs of her pregnancy could be already clearly seen. Next to her mate was staying the earth dragon Angers. And between them, to both mates' disappointment, was standing Ciri. She was already thirteen and, as her older sister noticed, the bigger she was, the more annoying she was.
"Viola! Sable!" The youngest dragoness jumped to her sister and lightning dragon and hugged them strongly before anyone else managed to say a word. "You're back!"
"Yes, yes, we are." The ice dragoness agreed. Her father dropped her and Sable and Viola somehow managed to release herself from Ciri's hug.
"For how long will you stay?" Youngster asked hopefully and watched her sister curiously.
"Like always, just one night." Sable noticed, half-jokingly and Ciri sighed with disappointment. Meanwhile, Froza and Angers walked to them slowly.
"It's been a while, Viola." The ice dragoness noticed. "I heard rumors that I'm aunt already." She said slowly watching her older sister with something like envy. In past, Froza kept laughing about her older sister that she'd never start family. All dragons just laughed. And so, this evening all the family spent together, eating dinner, joking, laughing and telling each other the news from the world. Sable noticed that Vixen didn't come, but he wasn't very worried about that. She must have gone somewhere else, maybe spent night with Ivory?
Vixen was walking along the city park, gathering the flowers. She looked only for white roses, her favorite ones. The dragoness already had quite a bouquet. And then, before her appeared some ice dragon. He was just a little taller than her, but very well built, so she looked so very fragile compared to him.
"Hi." He greeted her cheerfully.
"H…hi." The black dragoness stumbled, as she watched the male carefully, unsure how to behave.
"You know that if everyone just came to the park and took some flowers, there wouldn't remain many of them?" The ice dragon noticed.
"Oh, I'm sor..." Vixen tried to apologize.
"But I guess we can make an exception for such an beauty." The ice dragon interrupted her, grinning. "I'm Anchor." He introduced himself. "And your name is..."
"Vixen." The black dragoness said silently. "Do you start a conversation with every female you meet in the park?" She wondered.
"Only those astonishingly beautiful ones." Anchor smiled to her meaningfully. "So, what boy is so lucky to be given with this bouquet soon?" He asked curiously.
"It..." Vixen sighed deeply. "It's for my father's grave." She explained and hung her head sadly. "I should have come here earlier." She said with regrets. The ice dragon watched sorrowful female with concern. Then, he picked carefully some white rose and handed it to the black dragoness.
"Hey, such a beauty shouldn't be so gloomy." He noticed. Vixen smiled weakly and took his rose with teeth.
"Thanks." She put it into a bouquet. "So, I'll be going to the cemetery now." The black dragoness decided. "See you."
"May I accompany you?" The ice dragon asked. Vixen watched him surprised.
"Yeah, why not." She agreed. "Lead a way, could you? I don't know the city at all. I'm not from here." The dragoness pleased. For next quarter they were walking across the city in silence. The male could feel she didn't want to talk. They entered the graveyard.
"You know where it is?" Anchor asked. Vixen shook her head quickly.
"No idea." She refused. "Let's look around." Two dragons were walking slowly, looking around carefully. It took them a moment, but they finally found it; Douten's grave. The ice dragon stopped several meters earlier, let her be alone in this important moment. Vixen sat before it, took the bouquet of flowers from between her wings and grasping it, watched her father's grave. It was very simple, just short sentence including name of his and his parents, nothing more.
"Little catastrophe, the old home collapsed, someone feels so alone.
The stars keep falling, gray rain like day of dry tears." The black dragoness sung sadly her little improvisation flowing from her heart.
"There's no way to go, from past dust, from us ash remains.
Little typhoon passed, wiped out our world, you and me. " Vixen watched this white marble stone so pitifully.
"Time, I'm killing only time, rest has already died.
Time, I have too much of it all alone in this void." The dragoness hung her head shamefully. She felt so bad about this all what had happened. She could have stopped this all. She knew it.
"Time, like an iron tear, like sand of desert… Without you…" Her voice trembled, as she finished her mourning song.
"So many years, dad." She whispered. "I... I miss you." The dragoness watched carefully the flowers she had brought. "White roses. My favorite ones, finding them took me a moment. You remember, don't you? I still don't know how to make that wreath of roses and grass in such a way that thorns wouldn't spike my forehead. You loved making those for me and watching me, little hatchling, running around joyfully, as if I was a princess. I was a princess… to you, at least. I want... to thank you." The black dragoness smiled slightly. "You were good father, gave me such a childhood that many city dragons could be envy about it. I've never told you that, but I'm so thankful. I love you, dad." The black dragoness sighed deeply. Her expression turned sad. "We both knew it and yet… I feel as if I should have been telling this you more frequently." She sighed deeply. "I wish you were here. I've just done something wrong, something that my friends will never forgive me and yet, I can't tell anyone about it. I'm simply... scared. I feel so alone, dad." The black dragoness was talking with her father for long time, she had lost sense of it. She had so many things to tell him, she didn't want to leave him. But once she decided to go, Anchor was still waiting for her. He smiled to her warmly.
"You've waited." Vixen noticed with surprise. She didn't expect that.
"Should I have discretely sneaked out from here?" The ice dragon asked.
"No, it's just..." Vixen smiled sadly. "You saw the grave. I am Primero's foster daughter, the one who wanted to kill Spyro, Cynder and guardians." She said with disdain to herself.
"So what?" Anchor watched her dumbstruck. "Your father wanted to do it, but not you. You can't suffer because of your father's choice." The male watched her carefully, expecting her to agree, but Vixen tried to argue. "Would your dad want you to suffer because of him?"
"No. You're right." Vixen agreed and Anchor smiled triumphantly.
"By the way, don't you think that white roses are quite original flowers to be put on the grave?" The ice dragon noticed. The black dragoness smiled slightly.
"It's quite long story."
"We have nothing but time."
"Right." Vixen smiled slightly. "In fact, it's not so very long story, but rather simple one. You see, when I was just an infant, dad would always give me those white roses. Sometimes in bouquets, but sometimes, he would tie them into beautiful wreaths. Those flowers remind me my childhood." The black dragoness explained.
"Do you know what they symbolize?"
"I have no idea to be honest." Vixen shrugged
"It's purity and innocence." Anchor explained. The black dragoness watched him carefully.
"Really?" She asked with disbelief and her companion nodded slightly. "That's…" She smiled slightly. Was it just a coincidence? Or had her father chosen those flowers for her willingly?
"Do you have any plan for an evening?" Anchor wondered.
"Well, not at all. Why do you ask?" The black dragoness asked, completely unaware what the ice dragon meant. But who could be blamed for that she had almost no idea about male-female relations?
"Would you like to have a dinner with me?" He said, unsure if she really didn't understand the suggestion or just pretended it.
"I…" Vixen laughed loudly and Anchor didn't know how to behave at that moment at all. "I'm sorry, but.." The dragoness sighed deeply. "No one really had ever before asked me out, you know? In fact, I've never talked to any male equal to me." The ice dragon watched her dumbstruck. "I mean… is it a dinner-dinner or dinner-date? Because I..." She sighed deeply.
"No worries, it's just a dinner. Just a dinner." Anchor assured, understanding that she needed to enter into those relations slowly, step by step. Even if she was already twenty. "So, what about my offer?"
"With pleasure. Where do you live?"
"Not so far from here, next to…" Then, the ice dragon blushed. Vixen watched him curiously.
"Next to who?" She wondered giving him careful sight of her dark green eyes.
"There's a… girl from neighborhood. Nice one. Really nice. She's just so… We're friends, but…" The ice dragon sighed deeply.
"Go on…" The black dragoness pleased Anchor. She was really curious of that.
"I don't know how to move on with this relationship." He explained.
"Maybe I could help?" Vixen suggested.
"How?" The ice dragon gave her skeptical sight.
"I may have no idea about male-female relationships , but I know our psyche pretty well. Just explain me the situation, make a non-romantic dinner and we'll see how can I help." She offered.
"Thanks." The male stumbled, unsure what to say. Vixen couldn't possibly realize how thankful he was to her in that moment.
"No problem and all the pleasure is mine." The black dragoness assured. "And by the way, flattering with random dragoness on the street isn't something that will help you in this heart matter, don't you think?" She noticed. Anchor blushed slightly.
"Right…"
Ivory and Crag were just leaving the city hospital. Ivory's friend, Miles, had nothing against them spending night in his house, he only warned them that he had only one bed for them. But Crag quickly solved that problem declaring that he would sleep at the floor. Now, they were walking in silence, but it couldn't be called awkward. They were rather wandering and enjoying each other's company.
"Ivory, I want to apologize." The earth dragon started and Ivory watched him surprised, having no idea what could he mean. "I shouldn't have been so angry at you when you came to my house. I know that it wasn't just the curiosity. But you wanted to help me with my problems."
"Come on, Crag, I broke into your house, you had the very right to be mad at me." Ivory noticed. "Besides, I've already forgotten about that. There's no need to recall that."
"What I mean is that you're so protective about everyone, always doing this what's the best for your friends, even if they don't realize it. Thank you." Crag smiled warmly to the ice dragoness, her lips moved gently as she smiled as well.
"You exaggerate, flatterer." She disagreed. "I'm medic, helping others is my job."
"Still, I'm glad that I'm so lucky to work with you. You've learnt me that even despite great tragedy, we should live on. For our friends and those who protected us with their own life. If not you, I don't know what I would do." Crag confessed.
"You're strong, you'd surely deal with it for your own." Ivory assured him.
"I wish I believed so." The earth dragon looked deeply in her eyes, fascinated with that magical light. He realized that he loved her, he just didn't know how to tell it her. Their sights met for several seconds, then Ivory rapidly turned her head.
"Could you not glare at me like that?" She pleased. "That's... awkward." Despite her words, her cheeks didn't turn pink even just a little. She already had practice in controlling her body, at least at that point.
"Sorry." Crag apologized. "I just can't help I love watching your eyes."
"Flatterer again." Ivory noticed with gentle note of annoyance. She didn't treat this as flirt, like Crag did. She found it just as meaningless friendly conversation and had no idea that her friend treated her every word very seriously. "It's here. Miles's home." Ivory stopped before small house. She watched the sky. Both moons and the most of stars could already be clearly seen."Tomorrow we'll hit the road so I think it's time to sleep, isn't it?"
"You go, I'll take a walk a little more." Crag refused.
"Do you want me to accompany you?" Ivory offered.
"No, no, thanks. I'd love to be alone for a moment. I'll be right back." The earth dragon explained. Ivory nodded with understanding and walked to the door.
"Goodnight , then." She planned going straightly to the bed so once Crag would be back, she'd be most likely sleeping.
"Goodnight." Crag replied and opened door before the dragoness. When she walked inside, he closed it slowly, watching her with loving fascination as long as he could. As he lost sight of her, he walked away from the house slowly. He was irrationally happy that he'd sleep in this same house as she did. As if that would change anything between them. He walked to the city park. He had to clear his mind about the day and plan how to impress Ivory, so she'd reciprocate his feelings. He sat beneath the oak, closed eyes and started wondering. He had already spent about quarter of hour like that when he felt that someone sat next to him. He stopped thinking, jerked his head and saw Vixen.
"Where have you been for whole evening?" He wondered.
"This little, inexperienced dragoness you see before yourself was giving heart advices to some young male while having a delightful, completely non-romantic dinner." Vixen explained proudly. "Well, this all happened so rapidly that Anchor not really had a chance to consider if those were right, but had to go for it."
"So, how it went?"
"Well, I just pity that he didn't thank me. But I understand, it's hard to thank when you kiss and I just slipped away in that moment. You know, his beloved decided to pay him a visit when me and Anchor were eating the dinner so he simply had to explain the situation and go for it." Vixen explained grinning. She sighed deeply. "Crag." She whispered silently. "So that's your real name, Hunter."
"And yours is Vixen, huh, Storm?" The earth dragon replied."I'd never expect you to be Douten's adopted daughter."
"Have you hunted your preys?" The black dragoness asked.
"Yes. All at once." From Crag's voice it could be heard that he did that not without a pleasure. "It took me two weeks. Later I moved out to Warfang for the new life."
"Are you satisfied with vengeance?" Vixen watched him curiously.
"Not with vengeance, but justice." The earth dragon refused. "No one could get them so I did that. Now, they won't harm anyone."
"You know, I usually condemn revenge as misplaced, but not yours. You didn't lose yourself in it and made the world a little safer." Vixen said with respect. She knew that achieving something like that wasn't easy.
"Thanks to only you. And how about you, Storm? Have you found what you've sought for?" The earth dragon watched her curiously.
"Could you stop calling me by nickname?" The black dragoness pleased. "It's weird."
"You started that." Crag noticed. "Not even now, but five years ago in that forest when we met. It seems to have happened ages ago, don't you think?"
"True." Vixen agreed. "And speaking of what I sought, I'm still missing who I really am. But I at least visited my parents' grave. It's good to know that someone remembers about them when I'm gone."
"I know what you mean." The earth dragon said silently. They were sitting in silence. They knew each other just a little, after all they had spent together just about three weeks. Despite that they were very close to each other. Both of them were lost souls deprived of a place they could call home, searching for their own oasis in this great world. But five years earlier they didn't know where to go and now, they had not only themselves, but also friends. Two dragons spent sitting like that long, they've already lost sense of time. They didn't even notice when both of them fell asleep.
"Goodbye, Viola! Goodbye, Sable!" Ciri parted with her sister and brother-in-law really emotionally, she barely managed not to let her tears.
"Come on, don't cry." Viola poked her youngest sister's head. "You're already thirteen, in future, you'll be candidate for elder. That obliges." She hugged her sister strongly. It remained for several seconds. Once she dropped her, before them stood Froza and Angers.
"Good luck." The ice dragoness wished her. "And be back quickly."
"The fastest we can." Sable promised. "Goodbye."
"Bye."Froza and Angers said simultaneously. Then, they parted with Sable and Viola. In that moment before the couple stood Blizzard.
"I hate farewells." The old earth dragon said, wiping a corner of his eye.
"I'll be fine, dad. Don't worry." Viola kissed her father's cheek and smiled slightly.
"Nothing bad will happen." Sable promised.
"I hope so." Blizzard nuzzled cheek of two lovers. "Goodbye." Viola kissed her father once more and Sable bowed characteristically. They two turned around and were already walking away, Viola's family turned around and approached to the house. And then…
"Viola!"Blizzard called her once more when she was about to disappear behind the corner. The ice dragoness flew quickly to her father, but her mate remained at the place he stood, only followed her with sight. Viola stood before the old dragon.
"What is it?" She asked curiously.
"I'll be fine. Don't worry. And that kiss..." Blizzard recalled the situation from a moment earlier. "That was the last time I saw your mother." He whispered. "And now, you leave to this same, Celeste Tribu, because of which I've lost your mother." He hugged her strongly. "I don't want to lose you either."
"Nothing will go wrong. And even if, Sable will protect me. He always did. He always will." The ice dragoness argued.
"I trust him and yet… I'm scared about you. Somewhere there awaits the one who murdered your mother."
"I know. I'll make him pay for that." Viola declared.
"I thought you felt contempt to vengeance." Blizzard noticed.
"I do. I won't take revenge, just make sure that this wyvern will be judged and sentenced." The ice dragoness explained. "The justice shall prevail." She whispered sentence so often repeated by her mother.
"Farewell, my little daughter." Blizzard said silently, a tear dripped from his eye.
"Farewell, dad."The ice dragoness hugged her father strongly and kissed him once more. Then, really reluctantly, she dropped him and walked away to join her mate. Blizzard watched her daughter flying away together with her mate. Though he believed in Sable, he was full of worries. If he only knew what would happen in next months, he'd never let them go.
At the next midday, Vixen was woken up by sun shining right into her eyes. She squinted her eyes and shielded them with paw from intensive light. Then, she noticed, that she was leaning against Crag, practically laying at his side. She stood up quickly and woke the earth dragon up. Crag cracked his eyes and yawned deeply.
"What's going on?" He asked with sleepy voice.
"I fell asleep laying at you. Again." The black dragoness noticed with embarrassment. "Why does it always happen?" She asked herself.
"It's just the second... fourth... sixth... no, seventh time." Crag noticed skeptically.
"Why no one woke us up?" Vixen watched passersby with regrets.
"Maybe we looked so cute?" The earth dragon joked.
"Ha ha. Just don't think that there's something between us." Vixen pleased, but Crag couldn't say if she was joking or not.
"Of course. I don't think like that." The earth dragon decided to treat that seriously, just in the case. "There are thirteen years of difference between us. It's a little too much, don't you think? And besides, you know that I'm fond of Ivory."
"Speaking of her, you'd better just give up." Vixen advised him. Crag watched her with indignation.
"Why should I?"He asked, again, unsure how to behave.
"She treats you as good friend, but nothing more." Vixen explained, already preparing new arguments. She knew that Crag wouldn't give up so easily."If you try something reckless, you'll just ruin your relationship." She warned.
"And how can you know that?" The earth dragon watched her curiously. His friend sighed deeply.
"Ivory adored her mate more than her own life. After his death, she gave all that love her son. She doesn't need mate." Vixen explained.
"And what when Flush leaves her? When he'll find his mate and start new family? She'll be alone then." Crag argued.
"No, she won't. There are friends, after all. Crag, she needs you as friend, not lover."
"I can hardly believe that." The earth dragon disagreed. Vixen sighed deeply with annoyance.
"Listen to me." She stood before him and glared deeply into his eyes. Her voice was deadly serious, lacking any childish note. "You have two options. First one, listen to me and live with Ivory as good, maybe even the best friend. Second one, go on and kiss her. Later come to me, we'll try to somehow repair your friendship, because it simply cannot end up other way. And consider that while we'll be walking since we already should have been before the elders' building." Vixen stood up and left aghast friend behind. "Come on." She called him, not even turning back. Dumbstruck Crag shook his head and followed her quickly. They walked in silence, the earth dragon wanted to try to convince her, but he knew that Vixen's arguments were much better than his. When they walked, everyone was waiting for them already.
"Where have you been?" Ivory watched the earth dragon curiously.
"Crag fell on me and my friend last evening, I we offered him to stay in our house for a night. At first he was refusing, but I asked him so nicely with my cute eyes that he simply couldn't refuse." The black dragoness giggled childishly as she finished her bluff.
"What are you talking about?" Crag asked her silently.
"Do you prefer to tell them that we slept together in park?" Vixen watched him skeptically. After several seconds, the earth dragon agreed silently with her. She hit a point.
"Weren't your two dating?" Tris asked half-jokingly. Crag blushed immediately, which just confirmed fire breather's theory. Tris laughed aloud.
"Sweet." Vixen muttered. "Don't you think he's a little too old for me?" She asked Tris. "Come on, let's hit the road." She to cut this conversation right away.
"I don't know, if aren't you fascinated with twice older than you males." The fire dragoness watched her, giggling silently. Vixen walked to her and stood right before her.
"I like you." She whispered. "You're sympathetic and clever. But one joke like that more and I swear, I'll break all your bones. One by one. Starting with wings." The black dragoness smiled childishly and walked away leaving aghast Tris behind.
"Next stop, Dante's Freezer!" She said zealously and jumped in the air. All dragons followed her, but somehow, Tris didn't feel as encouraged as just a moment before.