Going Down
Dragon looked down and smiled. They were flying over mountains, which, according to the map, meant they were making good progress. If they kept going they would probably find the golden flower by tomorrow.
Whip looked up. "Dragon! There's a storm coming! I think we should get down."
Dragon looked down again. "There's nowhere to land."
"Well we have to do something." The wind was picking up and Dragon could see black clouds coming. She looked for a place to land. Lighting shot down from the clouds, it hit Dragon's wing. She spun wildly out of control and started going down. "Dragon!" she heard Whip scream.
Dragon hit the ground feeling thoroughly dizzy and hurt. "Dragon! Dragon! Are you alright?" Whip landed next to her. It was a good thing she did too, it had started to rain.
"Obviously not."
Whip came closer. "Unfold your wing." Dragon reluctantly did as she was told. She wished she hadn't. She could now see a good deal of the skin on her wing had fallen off. Whip touched where the tear was. Dragon growled. Whip took a breath. "Okay, I'll see if I can help with this, but we need to get out of the rain." Dragon wasn't sure if she agreed with needing to get out of the rain. But Whip looked like she had just drowned or something, and lighting was still flashing so Dragon agreed.
Whip lead them into a cave. Then she hopped back out and brought in an herb. "This will help with the pain is I spread it." She explained. She spread it on the tear in Dragon's wing. It really did help. Whip walked away and started shaking the water out of her feathers.
Something is very odd about this owl. Dragon thought. Before Dragon could ask about it Whip sank into a sleeping position in the corner. Dragon sighed, she was pretty tired too. She curled up. Donkey and the dronkeys are sick. I'm in a mountain with a broken wing with no one but an owl. What will happen to us? That was her last thought before falling asleep.
