Part 5
"This really changes our plans." I said as we all walked after Tron, the darkness faerie seeming to walk as quickly as was possible.
"What does?" a newly healed Heshrou asked looking at me.
"You and Thiowa, that's what." I said sounding meaner then I meant to.
"Now why is that?" the ex-krawk militia leader asked.
"I counted on only having to carry one creature on my back, and she being a young zafara. Carrying two full-grown, usually under feed zafara's, meaning your mother and father," I said turning to face Zana, "Is usually hard enough. I don't know if I could manage two well-eaten krawks, plus Zana here."
"It may now be a problem." Tron said to me without looking back.
"How is that?" I asked.
"Well, that healing potion may also have tuned up your muscles, making it possible for you to carry much more weight then you ever could have before." Then she turned to give me a cock-eyed smile, "If not, you can always make a boat."
"But that would take a week at least! Much precious time would be lost."
"Then hope that you can carry more weight." And with that we continued on our track through the swamp of Tisitan.
Tron seemed to know her way well enough, and so we could follow her trough the swamp without any worry of falling into a pit of sinking mud, or end up wandering off into a marsh, and drown before anyone knew that we had disappeared.
During the nights, Tron would find a good place to rest ourselves, and then every morning I would awaken with Elecwator curled up at my side.
"That meowclops has really taken a shining to you." Thiowa said one morning as she woke up to find him asleep upon my head.
"Yeah, he really has." I replied to her, not saying that I had to him.
This routine continued for almost four days until Tron turned to face us with a smile. "The coast is just beyond this last growth of trees and shrubs. After that it will just be warm sand and salt water as far the eye can see." And then she continued to lead us through the last stretch of the swamps of Tisitan, and onto a sandy warm beach.
"It feels so good against my paws." Zana said with a huge smile plastered upon her face.
"Yes." I said, "Though you sink into it as you walk." I said finding the ground to not be solid.
"It is a lot easier to walk once you come nearer to the waters edge." Tron said walking over the sand with ease, almost as if it wasn't even there. "Come on." She said looking as Zana, Heshrou, Thiowa and I tried to grow used to walking on the constantly moving sand.
It was the easiest for Thiowa and Heshrou to adapt, being used to walking across marshes where the ground was almost never solid, and even Zana Taru caught on quickly enough, but I was a different story. No matter how hard I tried to, I couldn't walk straight across without slipping at some point in time, so I stuck to walking on the damp, yet much more firm ground near the waters edge.
Tron walked over to me. "Well, if you want to go and save your friend, you should be off soon, and before you go, you should test to see if you can carry the weight of three."
"Yes," I said, "You're right." And then I called the others over to test.
"Are you sure that you can do this?" Zana asked from my back as I prepared to take off.
"No, but I have to try." And then I started to run. Carrying them wasn't that bad, but flight was different, so as I spread out my wings I hopped, and as I jumped into the air I crossed my fingers that I wouldn't just fall back to earth.
"You're doing it Dorono! You're flying with us all!" Zana yelled over the rush of the air. So I was, I could carry them all. I smiled, and did several more circles, before slowly coming back to the ground with hardly even a pant.
"Well, looks like you can fly." Tron said to me with a smile.
"Yup. Looks like your potion really worked."
"It might not have been the potion, but you." She said, and then she looked off to the distance before returning her gaze to me. "Well, this is where I bid you farewell."
"You mean you're going!" Zana said walking up to Tron.
"Yup. I can't stay forever, I have places to go." And then she spread her wings, they were much larger then I ever would have guessed when they were folded up, and much more beautiful too. "You can leave as soon as you would like, but don't leave too late, cuz if you get tired when flying over the ocean, you are stuck." She pointed due North, "Fly in that direction for a few hours and you will catch sight of the island which holds the flower. Good luck." And then with a flap of her wings, she was flying, and quickly disappeared over the horizon.
"Well, that's that." I said, "Perhaps we will meet her again someday."
"But for now, lets go!" Zana yelled.
"Yeah!" Elecwator shouted jumping up and down, and Heshrou and Thiowa nodded in agreement.
"Okay, get on." I said lowering myself to the ground, and then they all boarded my back except for Elecwator who jumped up onto my head between my ears.
"Mush!" He giggled, and with a shacking of my head, I jumped into the air, and was airborne.
As the wind rushed into my face and I soared over the vast ocean, I knew one thing. I was going to save Zarrel Charmain, and also find out who this Valvex was, and if she could help. I had already gained three new companions who were eager to help, so perhaps this Valvex would too be helpful. Or so I hopped.
The End
"This really changes our plans." I said as we all walked after Tron, the darkness faerie seeming to walk as quickly as was possible.
"What does?" a newly healed Heshrou asked looking at me.
"You and Thiowa, that's what." I said sounding meaner then I meant to.
"Now why is that?" the ex-krawk militia leader asked.
"I counted on only having to carry one creature on my back, and she being a young zafara. Carrying two full-grown, usually under feed zafara's, meaning your mother and father," I said turning to face Zana, "Is usually hard enough. I don't know if I could manage two well-eaten krawks, plus Zana here."
"It may now be a problem." Tron said to me without looking back.
"How is that?" I asked.
"Well, that healing potion may also have tuned up your muscles, making it possible for you to carry much more weight then you ever could have before." Then she turned to give me a cock-eyed smile, "If not, you can always make a boat."
"But that would take a week at least! Much precious time would be lost."
"Then hope that you can carry more weight." And with that we continued on our track through the swamp of Tisitan.
Tron seemed to know her way well enough, and so we could follow her trough the swamp without any worry of falling into a pit of sinking mud, or end up wandering off into a marsh, and drown before anyone knew that we had disappeared.
During the nights, Tron would find a good place to rest ourselves, and then every morning I would awaken with Elecwator curled up at my side.
"That meowclops has really taken a shining to you." Thiowa said one morning as she woke up to find him asleep upon my head.
"Yeah, he really has." I replied to her, not saying that I had to him.
This routine continued for almost four days until Tron turned to face us with a smile. "The coast is just beyond this last growth of trees and shrubs. After that it will just be warm sand and salt water as far the eye can see." And then she continued to lead us through the last stretch of the swamps of Tisitan, and onto a sandy warm beach.
"It feels so good against my paws." Zana said with a huge smile plastered upon her face.
"Yes." I said, "Though you sink into it as you walk." I said finding the ground to not be solid.
"It is a lot easier to walk once you come nearer to the waters edge." Tron said walking over the sand with ease, almost as if it wasn't even there. "Come on." She said looking as Zana, Heshrou, Thiowa and I tried to grow used to walking on the constantly moving sand.
It was the easiest for Thiowa and Heshrou to adapt, being used to walking across marshes where the ground was almost never solid, and even Zana Taru caught on quickly enough, but I was a different story. No matter how hard I tried to, I couldn't walk straight across without slipping at some point in time, so I stuck to walking on the damp, yet much more firm ground near the waters edge.
Tron walked over to me. "Well, if you want to go and save your friend, you should be off soon, and before you go, you should test to see if you can carry the weight of three."
"Yes," I said, "You're right." And then I called the others over to test.
"Are you sure that you can do this?" Zana asked from my back as I prepared to take off.
"No, but I have to try." And then I started to run. Carrying them wasn't that bad, but flight was different, so as I spread out my wings I hopped, and as I jumped into the air I crossed my fingers that I wouldn't just fall back to earth.
"You're doing it Dorono! You're flying with us all!" Zana yelled over the rush of the air. So I was, I could carry them all. I smiled, and did several more circles, before slowly coming back to the ground with hardly even a pant.
"Well, looks like you can fly." Tron said to me with a smile.
"Yup. Looks like your potion really worked."
"It might not have been the potion, but you." She said, and then she looked off to the distance before returning her gaze to me. "Well, this is where I bid you farewell."
"You mean you're going!" Zana said walking up to Tron.
"Yup. I can't stay forever, I have places to go." And then she spread her wings, they were much larger then I ever would have guessed when they were folded up, and much more beautiful too. "You can leave as soon as you would like, but don't leave too late, cuz if you get tired when flying over the ocean, you are stuck." She pointed due North, "Fly in that direction for a few hours and you will catch sight of the island which holds the flower. Good luck." And then with a flap of her wings, she was flying, and quickly disappeared over the horizon.
"Well, that's that." I said, "Perhaps we will meet her again someday."
"But for now, lets go!" Zana yelled.
"Yeah!" Elecwator shouted jumping up and down, and Heshrou and Thiowa nodded in agreement.
"Okay, get on." I said lowering myself to the ground, and then they all boarded my back except for Elecwator who jumped up onto my head between my ears.
"Mush!" He giggled, and with a shacking of my head, I jumped into the air, and was airborne.
As the wind rushed into my face and I soared over the vast ocean, I knew one thing. I was going to save Zarrel Charmain, and also find out who this Valvex was, and if she could help. I had already gained three new companions who were eager to help, so perhaps this Valvex would too be helpful. Or so I hopped.
The End