A/N: Well, I wonder if any of you are thinking 'what the heck took you so long to post', well, audience, there's actually a very good reason for that. For starters, I went back to school, and spent most of the first few weeks getting acclimated to everything. However, on Friday I woke up and realized that it was my birthday, and I had spent most of the month not even looking at my stories. Mean feat for me, of course, but seeing as this was my birthday weekend, I thought, why not?
So, I have worked a bit on the stuff for Orphan School of Tough Learning, and it's new sort-of-side story, Behind the Scenes. If you want to find it, just check my list, should be right under this one.
Traveling:
He hadn't been sure of where to go, willing to take this newfound freedom anywhere, even to the sun itself if he wanted to. The world looked small, spread out underneath him like that; the trees, lakes, and hillsides were flying by without a care. However, at some point, back in the part of his mind that still operated on instinct, he knew he would have to stop and rest. Just not yet, maybe a few more minutes. Just another moment feeling like he was the top of the clouds. Not yet.
It was well after sunset, and he had transversed quite a bit of ground before he decided to settle down. Angry twinges were reverberating through his wings, and he more crashed than landed. After a few tumbles, and a loud crash that made him give an irritable growl/yelp in response, the dragon got to his feet, tiredly looking around at his surroundings for the first time. He was in a very strange forest, he had to give himself that, ringed in by more rocks than greenery. There was a scent about, prevalent, sticking to everything in a fine coating and hanging languidly in the air. The perpetrators of it must be gone, though coming through here often, from its strength, and the reptile sniffed blearily, trying to figure out where it was he'd smelled this particular scent. It couldn't have been too long ago, when was it…?
Suddenly, the answer hit him like a two-ton hammer and he froze, eyes wide and staring as his mind was jerked back to wakefulness by the tension running through it.
Two-leggeds. He had landed outside a den of two-leggeds.
Yeah, I do declare cliffhanger. The next chapter shall be relinquished once reviews have been amassed in my inbox.
Yes, that was shameless, wasn't it?
Either way, I'll try to have the next up ASAP. Never fear!