Journey with Dragons

By maggeh;;

CHAPTER TWO

Everything was dark. Yet loud. Whispers, chatter, footsteps, all sorts of noises echoed throughout the joined ears. Someone said "Huh?" and a hoarse scream could be heard... Then, it was over. Searing heat overtook them. "Yowww!" Fiddlesticks exclaimed, leaping off the sandy ground and landing on a collapsed Kazul. "Where are we?!"

"We fell through the stupid portal, you nitwit," Scorn hissed. "Now we're in some barren desert, and it's all your fault!" Fiddlesticks made a dramatic appearance at being deeply wounded by Scorn's words. "Me? But you hurt Kazul too! And- hey, maybe it's Kazul's fault! If she had better balance..." They were interrupted by a roar from Kazul. "MY fault? It's nonsense, but we don't have time to discuss it. Daystar was supposed do this mission, but because of..." she paused- "our carelessness, we're stuck with it instead. So we'll just have carry out with the adventure instead." Jasper yawned. "So... This obviously means I'll miss my afternoon nap. Perhaps just a nice long sleep tonight. With a glass of water. Bless the Forests, it's hot out here!"

"First words of sense I've heard all day," Kazul agreed. "Lets find some water." But looking around, the odd group felt at a loss. It was a large desert like place. Only hot, dusty sand as far as the eye could see. Even Kazul's intense vision could see only sand and dust. Not a tree, nor a shrub. "I wish we had that bossy wizard here," Fiddlesticks commented. "If you mean Telemain, he's a magician, not a wizard, and why would you want him here right now? What a nuisance he is," Scorn snapped. "Whatever. Tele-whatsits knows everything. So he could tell us where to find water."

"The one advantage to being stuck with felines, is they're small," Kazul reasoned. "Unless you happen to be a tiger, or... never mind. But, we can travel far in little time, fellas. Let's fly." Jasper yawned again. "Ok... I'll take that little spot on her neck. Not much wind there." Kazul rose, and the old tired cat started to climb up her tail. "I want the head!" Fiddlesticks exclaimed. "Do you mind the back, Scorn? Or the tail?"

"Whatever," the calico grumbled in reply. Once all cats had made themselves comfortable, Kazul beat her wings. "We're AIRBORNE!" Fiddlesticks cheered. "Huh. I didn't know you knew that word," Scorn pondered. "Sleep..." Jasper muttered. "How did I get stuck with these lunatics," Kazul wondered. "Hey!" "What?!" "Mmm." The journey continued in this manner, with lots of chatter from Fiddlesticks, occasional grunts from Jasper, and many complaints from both Scorn & Kazul. But much as they chattered, far as they traveled, all that could be seen was barren sand and desert. Soon, Fiddlesticks joined in on the complaining, and Jaspers grunts turned to sighs. "Look, we can't survive if we go on like this!" Scorn growled. "We need water." Kazul snorted. "We're aware. What if... Hey, what's that?"

Scorn raised an eyebrow. "What? I don't see anything." Kazul grinned. "That great ocean! Look! It's just ahead!" The cats looked at each other in confusion. Had their ride gone crazy? They were flying straight for... a solid rock wall! Kazul kept flying, panting, licking her muzzle. Then, they slammed right into the wall. A dazed Kazul fell to the ground. Falling... falling... "AHHHHHHHH!" Fiddlesticks screamed. "AAAAAH!" The cats latched onto Kazul as they fell closer and closer to the rock hard ground....

Author's Note: I'm a short chapter kind of person :P Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please RR! XD