The typical five minute walk home turned into a seventeen minute walk home. They stopped briefly for everyone who complimented and congratulated Mye's new wings. Frute noticed how she wasn't even fully paying attention to the dragons she was talking to. Her eyes never left his, which caused him to get a bit anxious.

When they finally arrived home, Mye's parents had already left for work. They didn't leave without laying out lunch, though, since two small bowls full of fruit sat on the table.

Mye was the first one to sit down and start eating. Frute followed, and began eating his own lunch.

…

When both of them finished, Mye stacked the bowls on top of each other, and stood up.

"Frute, I just had the best idea." Mye said. She looked at Frute with her always-gleaming purple eyes, smiling.

"What is it?" Frute asked.

"How about we go on an adventure?" Mye suggested. "Just the two of us. I can fly now, with my wings—moons, we could even leave the island! It'll be fun, I'm sure of it."

"Shouldn't we make sure it's okay first?"

"The greatest things happen without permission, Frute. And besides, it won't take us that long just to go on a treasure hunt or something."

"I guess…"

"Perfect! Come on, we can go to the library now!"

Mye started walking towards the door, but Frute was still trying to figure out of this was a good idea. "Shouldn't we wait a few days?" He said. "You technically don't know how to fly yet."

Mye looked over her shoulder at him, then said, "Well, can't you teach me? I'm usually a fast learner, so it shouldn't take long."

"I can't teach, though!" Frute protested. "I was taught, I didn't teach." He got a little quieter, then added, "I'm the youngest of four sibs, remember? The bigwings teaches, and I'm no where near close to being bigwings."

"Oh, stop worrying." Mye replied. "I just really want to do something. We won't know what's out there until we go."

I know what's out there, Frute thought. It's full of war, blood, death, and pain. It's not a world I ever want you to see.

Mye flicked her tail. "Well, I'm heading to the library for some treasure maps or something. You can come if you want. If not, please don't tell Mom and Dad, okay?" She said. "Or the leaders. Or our classmates."

"Mye, of course I'm going with you." Frute said. He stood up, and walked over to his friend. "For various reasons." Well, two reasons. One: no one else could calm him. Two: he couldn't just let her wander around Freedom—or worse, Pyrrhia or Pantala—all by herself.

Frute followed Mye outside of the house, and followed the path to the library.

The library was about as big as the school, which was probably as large as a typical house (Frute, despite having been born in Pyrrhia, never actually saw a house before, since most dragons in the Mud Kingdom lived in muddy caves or mounds). Despite this, though, both were large enough to suit the needs of the residents here. Frute saw a few two-year-olds heading to class, and a few adults entering and leaving the library.

Frute and Mye were greeted by the librarian, a kind RainWing who was typically the colors of dawn.

"What are you looking for today?" The RainWing asked. His scales shifted to a bright yellow—probably due to the fact that not a lot of dragonets came to the library, mostly adults who lived here.

"Do you have any treasure maps, or atlases?" Mye said.

The librarian nodded, and said, "There are some other there, by the history, but they're a little outdated. If you want recent ones, you'll have to look through the 'New Additions' section." He gestured to a sheet of paper beside him. "Would you like to sign this petition for more books? We only need one more signature, and then we can present it to the leaders!"

Frute knew that at least one of the leaders was in this library, and that they probably all approve. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a petition at all. It was mostly for residents to have an input, from what Frute had observed. He turned his head to look at Mye, but the brown-and-red SilkWing had already gone to search for books. Frute looked back at the librarian, and shook his head. "Sorry, but maybe next time?" He said.

The librarian visibly deflated, blue-grays seeping through his scales. It made Frute feel guilty, but it also reminded him of Mallow's scales, which also changed with emotion, but could only change into browns. Frute had learned what colors meant what quickly, and when he came to Freedom he used that knowledge to read a normal RainWing's scales.

Frute shook his head to clear it, then went to find Mye.