Here's the next chapter! ^^ And for once, I submit one in 2 days. O-o TWO DAYS. IT'S SO... EERIE. WEIRD. FREAKY. Anyways, to let ya'll continue with your reading. :P
Ch. 3 Saturday
"Yeah, I got a few letters over the week dad." Evera said on the phone, holding several letters in one hand, and holding the phone to her ear with the other. "No, nothing exciting happened. And no, none of the letters seem that important, outside of the phone bill from T-Mobile. Amazing, huh? Might be a few bills in the pile I didn't catch, though."
Silence. Then Evera laughed, at a joke her dad had made. "No, the cats have yet to kill each other, if they did, then I wouldn't have seen all four of them this morning." More silence, then laughter. "If they had killed each other, then I think I would know." Evera teased her father, who was on the other end of the line.
Looking at her dragon, who was sitting on the table impatiently, tapping her claws along her scales, silently counting each one. "Alright, I'll forward all the letters to you tomorrow. I'll see you in a month. Bye!"
Upon hearing the click, to indicate that the conversation was over, Gin flew into the air joyfully. Evera looked at the dragon questioningly, still confused as to why the dragon wasn't growing at the rate that Saphira had grown in the books. The dragon curled around Evera's legs, letting out another growl, each day the growls sounding more and more like a felines purr. Even the dragons appetite was starting to grow larger, and neither of them were sure why.
Since it's daytime, shall we just… Discuss our pasts? Gin asked Evera, well aware that she couldn't go outside in the daytime due to Evera's fear of losing the dragon to someone who spots, and successfully captures the dragon. The day had been slow so far, with Gin unable to get Evera to leave the house.
Evera looked at the dragon, before speaking once more, "Why discuss our pasts when you already know my entire life, and your life consisted of an egg?"
Gin snorted, flying into the air to land on Evera's shoulder. Obviously, so that we can build a much better connection with each other than what our silvery, magical bond can form.
Evera looked at the dragon, considering what Gin had said. "True," She spoke slowly, choosing her words carefully, "And besides, it gives us something to do, considering how boring this day is."
So what if the days boring? Gin asked, then paused, before continuing, First question. Where is your whole family?
"You should already know that one." Evera said to Gin in a playful manner, "But since you asked, and you want us to bond, my dad's in the military. This happens occasionally, so I'm quite used to it. We've even come up with a system as you witnessed earlier. Whenever we get letters here over the week, I ship them off to him every Sunday."
But today's Saturday. Gin told her, How does what you do involve calling him every Saturday?
"Simple, you silly dragon," Evera teased Gin, "I call him every Saturday, to report to him on what to expect."
Mother? Gin asked curiously.
Evera went silent for several minutes, before speaking again. "I think you already know what happened with her, Gin."
The dragon nodded her head respectively, realizing she had touched a certain issue, but had wanted to test it to see whether Evera could talk about it with her. Changing the subject, she continued questioning Evera on the original subject. So why does he leave you home, but take your two brothers with you?
"Occasionally, we'll have to pack up our house and move," Evera started, brushing off the earlier subject, "But sometimes he leaves me here, to hold down the fort. It's a lot cheaper, according to him, then just hiring someone from out of the blue to keep an eye on the house while we're away. Every time he's going to be gone for more then a month, though, he has us pack up and move. We have four members in the family, so it can vary on whether we rent an apartment, or a house. This time, we rented a house from renters. Of course, he has one of his more trusted friends check up on me every few days."
The brothers? Gin asked, You never answered that question. You explained why you stay here, instead of that.
"He tends to either drop them off with friends, or take them with him." Evera said calmly. "Look through your knowledge of my past, and tell me, have you ever once seen them listen to me Gin?"
She saw Gin close her eyes for several seconds, concentrating hard. No, The dragon smugly said, There are some impressive fights the three of you had though.
She heard the dragon snicker, letting loose short bursts of smoke from her nostrils. The sound accompanied with it gave her slight shivers, almost unnoticeable even by her. "My turn to ask a few questions." Evera said, running her finger along the dragons snout, causing it to sneeze.
"When do you think you came here?" At this point, she saw the dragons face scrunch up, as if it were thinking hard on the answer.
Sometime… Shortly before your countries civil war. Came the answer, surprising Evera greatly.
"How sure are you of this?" She asked, surprised at the dragons answer, and how certain Gin sounded of it.
I'm about as sure of it as I am sure that the name Gin also refers to a type of alcohol. Came her answer.
"In other words, very sure." Evera said confidently. Gins head bobbed up and down.
"So how would you know this little bit of an interesting fact?" Evera asked, curiosity causing her to ask how the dragon was so sure of when she came here.
Gin smirked in her dragon-like manner. Us hatchlings, unknown to most Riders, are able to send thought tendrils outwards from our shells, allowing us to examine our surrounding area undetected by everything outside of spirits. I vaguely remember wars going on from such a long time ago.
Evera leaned in, curiosity deepened by the intriguing dragon. "So how are you able to move about? You couldn't have been on my lawn for years, before somehow becoming unearthed."
At this, she saw Gin shrug. I have no clue. The best theory I have about it, though, is that magic from my homeland allowed me to move around efficiently. Especially considering the fact that I highly doubt I was making myself move around.
"It's possible." Evera said slowly, letting her mind process what she was hearing. "What was the widest radius your thoughts could travel around the area?"
This time, instead of seeing the dragon's thoughts on her face, she felt Gin's thoughts brush against hers, allowing her to see what Gin was processing in her head. She shivered slightly at the contact, having yet to adjust to Gin's consciousness, even though they used it constantly. Immediately drawing her mind away from Evera, Gin looked up at her.
I would have to say close to fifty miles, according to your peoples 'modern' estimations. Evera looked at the dragon, her mouth hanging open, surprised that a dragon hatchling still in the egg could travel so far with their mind. Remember, Gin continued, Our worlds estimations are more then likely far different from yours. A mile at my place could be far larger then yours. I wouldn't know, though. I hardly got to see it through my egg.
Putting her elbows on the table in front of her, she rested her chin in her hands, silently thinking. "Why me?" She asked quietly, "Why a thirteen year old girl? And why were you even sent here in the first place?" Gin looked at her, before mentally connecting with her again.
I chose you because you are, according to what I believe, a true Rider. Gin spoke to her tentatively, But I do not know why, nor how, I was sent here. Nor do I know as to whether we will ever go to my homeland, or remain here.
Evera looked at her, wishing the dragon had a better answer then that.
Tad bit short, eh? And hopefully this explains a tad bit more! Kinda more of an explaining chapter, then an actiony one. And hopefully it gives you readers a tad bit more to ponder. XP And obviously, some of the stuff I made up for Gin. Like the whole 'thought tendril' thing. Personally, to me it makes a lot of sense. Especially considering that wild dragons have a high tendency of hatching when times are well. Then there's the whole thing where they have quite a bit of knowledge. Especially with Saphira's spazz in the beginning of the first book. Kinda explains how she knows of the whole 'oath breaker' thing, right? Ah well. I'm no die-hard fan of the Inheritance Cycle (Though I do highly enjoy the series.) so I might have gotten a bit of info wrong. Anyways, I got a few issues in my reviews section that I wished to tackle and explain.
burningbow44 : 10 days a tad bit long for ya? Normally, it takes me about 1-2 months to update my stories! =P So fortunately for you, if you ever decide to read this story again, I'm very enthusiastic in this story! X3
WhiteWinterStar : Have no fear! Pretty much everything you see in my stories are well thoughtout, and usually nothing occurs without my pondering it. I had originally had the story planned to go in a different direction, but then I changed my mind. And hopefully you can see why no one other then Evera was home for a month. Irresponsible parent, no? A tad bit? Probably. And don't worry. I hate boring stories too, and am considering ways in which I can increase the action in here. The life of living with a dragon surely can't be boring, can it? First week might be though, due to the lack of hints that some mythical beast is residing in the neighborhood.
Commentaholic's Dad : Thank you for pointing that out! I probably got a tad bit to into typing the story, that I accidentally came up with the wrong words on the spot. ^^' Already working on editing it, so hopefully it makes more sense!
Hopefully I answered everyone's questions here!