Chapter 2.2

The next morning I awaken to find Murtagh trying to catch fish for our breakfast.

Foolish human that won't work, I think as I lay in the cave that he found us and watch him try to stab the fish with an arrow.

Allow me, I roar as I walk out of the cave, fly into the air, and land in the pond.

Let's see . . . I'll take this one and that one, I think as I flip them out of the water and onto dry land.

"Thanks," Murtagh says as I crawl out of the water.

My scales glisten like a rainbow from all the water droplets that collected on my scales as I walk over and lay down beside the fire that Murtagh built for us to cook the fish on. After eating our fill, we bury the rest. Then we begin on our journey to find my master.

"So where do you think he's at?" Murtagh asks as he grabs my spines as I fly along.

That's the problem. I have no idea, I reply. After all if you hadn't found me then I don't know what I would have done to find him.

"Well luckily I did find you Finca," Murtagh says.

I miss him terribly. If only there was some kind of sign to point us in the right direction . . . I think as we fly along.

A few hours later I land, allowing Murtagh to stretch his legs and allowing me to rest.

Well so far so good, I think as I lay down.

Suddenly an arrow flies out of a nearby tree. I jump to my feet, spring into the air, and grab Murtagh with my tail. He swings wildly about as he tries to reach my back.

"Will you slow down!" He yells as he grabs one of my spikes.

Sorry, I reply, slowing down. I would have slowed down sooner but I think that both of us didn't want to be hit with an arrow or get attacked.

"That's fine but you could have warned me."

Again I'm truly sorry for that but where I come from, we dragons protect our owners with our lives if need be, I say.

"Okay that's interesting," Murtagh said.

And it's very much true, I think to myself as we fly along.

As we fly along, I share some info about my world to Murtagh while he, likewise, shares info about Alagaesia, the world that I'm in now. Suddenly I lean to my left sharply, avoiding an arrow that comes flying straight for me. Murtagh almost falls off.

"What was that for?" Murtagh asks.

I pull up, using my wings to keep me hovering in the air.

That is why I stopped, I reply, my gaze on about five Urgals, as they are called here.

"Urgals! Why are they here?"

I'm not sure but I'm not about to let us find out and get attacked, I roar as I dive toward them.

I crush at least three of the five by myself, while Murtagh handles the other two. I depend on my claws, teeth, and Shadow Blast to destroy them, while Murtagh uses his bow and arrows.

After the battle, I ask him, Why did you use that stick thrower to throw sharp pointy things at those Urgals?

"It's not a stick thrower Finca. It's a bow and arrow," Murtagh laughs.

I snort in surprise.

"I guessing that you've never seen one before."

I have never, I reply nudging the bow with my snout.

He laughs again and picks it up.

"I guess I'm in charge of dinner then," He says walking out into the forest.

So I wait for him to return and as I wait I remember my master. After a while Murtagh returns with food, we eat, and then go to sleep.