Yep. Been dead. What can I say, no inspiration. I don't care if you don't like my excuse. I love it dearly and I feed it and groom it and take it for walks everyday. It doesn't shed on my couch either.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. You should know this by now.
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Flying For Dummies
"It's not that hard, you know. It's all in how the dragon channels the energy." Artha, in his armor, peered nonchalantly over the edge of a sheer cliff in the uninhabited levels of Dragon City. Moordryd, however, was not so calm. He was pressed against Decepshun's flank, trembling slightly. As he was in his armor as well, he looked rather foolish.
"I don't care how hard it is! I'm more concerned with how idiotic it is! What in the world possessed you to jump off a cliff in the first place, Penn?" Moordryd pointed an accusing finger at his rival, but his arm quickly dropped when Artha merely grunted "You." There was an awkward pause, and then "Oh...Right." from Moordryd.
Artha swung himself up into Beau's saddle, motioning for Moordryd to copy him. Moordryd hesitated for a moment before climbing gracefully into his dragon's saddle. Artha gave him a brief, reassuring smile, "All in how the energy is channeled." With that advice, he urged the dragon of legend forward and leapt over the cliff edge. Moordryd steeled himself before creeping to the edge and glancing down. He and Decepshun both jolted back immediately, though, as Artha and Beau came zooming up with a whoop and roar of glee respectively.
The Paynn heir watched, dumbstruck, as Penn and his dragon twisted and maneuvered through the air gracefully. The did dives, loops, and glides that even the highest grade aero gear would not be able to imitate. He felt a small twinge of jealously, which soon grew into full-blown irritation at Penn's showing off. That irritation crushed his fear.
Moordryd jerked violently on Decepshun's controls, sending her charging forward off the cliff as well.
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Someone's gonna wanna shoot me for this, but I decided that it was just better to leave it like that. I originally had this whole air ballet planned out, but...It seemed forced and awkward.
On a happier note: I watched Battle for the Ages and Damaged Goods on youtube today. IF YOU TELL ME THAT MOORDRYD/ARTHA ISN'T CANON IN THOSE TWO EPISODES, I WILL HIT YOU WITH A WAFFLE IRON!!!!!!!!
Seriously. At the end of Damaged Goods, I pictured Artha looking up and going "Hey...Moordryd? Weren't we bitter enemies like...Two episodes ago?"
On a sadder note: I've nearly killed my right shift key. I have to hold it down super hard for it to work. It is truly a bummer.
Don't worry, everyone. I have most of the next chapter of Obedience School typed up, and a few more of these things waiting in the wings.
Review, please!