Disclaimer: I own nothing of Dragon Flyz, which is owned by Gaumont Pictures. Only the plot is mine and I make no money from this.

Note: This takes place in the same AU as Chocolate, Bitter, Audience and Return.

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Nocturna frowned as she offered Peak a hand up, "Alright, what's wrong? You should have been able to get out of that hold easily."

The human grimaced and accepted the help, apologizing as he stood up, "Sorry, my mind's been elsewhere lately."

She snorted, "Clearly. Now, what is it? We're not going to continue until you tell me and I can be certain you're focused on the training. I'm not about to risk breaking your arm just because you're distracted."

Peak winced and sighed, "I know it's stupid to say this, but promise not to get too mad?"

Nocturna smiled at him as they left the training mats so a pair of waiting dark dramen could use the area, "When aren't I mad Peak?"

He laughed at little at the in-joke but sighed again right after, "The council's being stupid again and I mean really stupid."

She quirked an eyebrow, "Oh? How have they managed to top themselves this time?"

Peak snorted as he leaned against the wall of the training room, "Basically they're starting to ignore the fact that the only reason Dread sends the amber is because of the treaty and that the continued shipment of said amber is conditional on Airlandis holding up their side of the treaty."

The female mutant had a bad feeling, "Don't tell me they're trying to backpedal on that?"

He nodded, "They basically are. What really gets me mad though is that several members of the council have either heavily hinted or basically outright said that since Dread and I are together, they don't see why they should have to keep sending technology or other forms of assistance to Warnado. Not completely cut it all off, mind you, but they do want to slash the amount being sent almost in half."

Nocturna hissed, "They are idiots then! Don't they realize that if they do put that into play, Dread will only retaliate in kind? I might clash heads with him, but even I know that Dread is professional enough to leave personal matters out of business, which clearly the council doesn't."

The teen nodded, "I know and it's really bugging me lately. I mean, I do love Dread Wing and I don't want to break up with him but at the rate this is going, I'm either going to have to do that just to keep the peace or move down here entirely and cut all ties with the city."

She smirked, "If you need an opinion, I vote you move down here."

Peak weakly returned the smirk, "You just want Z'neth to have another excuse to visit more."

Nocturna shrugged innocently, "You said it, not me. But it is a nice perk to think about."

Peak shook his head but he was smiling again and that's what mattered. He waved a hand at her, "I'll think about it some more, but moving to Warnado is the more appealing option, I'll admit."

The blue mutant leaned against the wall herself, "Moving on, let's take a break for now. In five minutes, I'm going to show you how to do that throw again and you'd better pay attention this time."

"I will, I promise!" Peak kept up his smile as they settled in to replace for their small break. After just a minute, she heard him say, "Thanks for listening Nocturna."

She smiled and replied, "You're welcome Peak."

But that issue with the council would be problematic if it went unchecked. It seemed it was time for Dread Wing to form a counter plan of his own and she had some good ideas as to how to do that.