The sea of scowling
faces bore down on Zoltar as he walked through the hazy town. Dragons were
snarling and growling at him. Hot flames and freezing breath licked his scales
as dragons hissed angrily.
“I didn’t do anything,”
Zoltar pleaded, covering his face with his wings.
“But you did,” an icy
voice snarled. Emerald stepped out of the crowd, her scales were rolling clouds
of bright crimson and midnight black.
“I had to. My tribe
would have died if they had stayed in the shadow lands,” Zoltar begged, close
to tears. He’d had to do it. Shadow talons and wisp talons couldn’t live
together. No tribe had ever lived together.
“You’re no better than
the shadow talons who drove the sea talons away from the Ocean of Dreams,”
Shiraku roared from next to Emerald, her tail lashing from side to side.
“How could you?”
Felistia hissed from behind Shiraku, her face was cross and yet sad.
“The wisp talons are
now going to die. We needed that island. We can only go for a few weeks
without Claifie roots. Now we can’t camouflage from our enemies. We could
have shared the island, but being a typical shadow talon you chased us away. I
don’t want to ever see your face again,” Emerald swung round and plunged back
into the crowd.
“No Emerald, I didn’t
mean it,” Zoltar cried.
“Then what did you
mean?” Shiraku ask, savagely swiping at Zoltar’s snout. He ducked, but still
looked miserable.
“I don’t know. I was
just following orders.”
“Well maybe you should
stop to think before follow orders. Think about other dragons’
feelings before acting,” Felistia spat as she turned to go with Shiraku.
“No, no. I didn’t mean
for this to happen,” Zoltar wept, sinking to his knees.
“Wake up! Wake up,” a
worried voice worked through the nightmare, pulling Zoltar out of his misery
and back to the cave. “Come on you big lug, wake up. Don’t tell me you’ve died.
I haven’t got to tell you I’m sorry for judging you so quickly. I was wrong.
You're not like the other shadow talons. Grrr, wake up.”
Zoltar opened his eyes and
blinked. He was staring at Shiraku. She was standing next to him, gently
shaking him. “I’m alright,” Zoltar murmured, rubbing his head. It felt a bit
water logged.
Shiraku stopped
shaking him and a fleeting look of relief flashed over her face.
"Don't ever black
out on me again, shadow talon," She yelled, but her voice was soft.
“Shiraku, stop barking at
him, he just woke up!” Felistia shouted from across the cave.
Zoltar looked around. The
cave was pitch black even with his night vision. The wind howled outside and the
storm rumbled ominously. Rain smacked against the vines blocking the entrance
and Zoltar was sure he could hear hail smashing on rock.
Suddenly a blood curdling
scream filled the damp air closely followed by a thundering roar that sent
chills running down Zoltar’s spine. Shiraku growled softly beside him.
“What was that,” Zoltar
whispered as though whatever was out there would hear him.
“The beast has killed
again,” Felistia hissed gravely.
...
Zoltar had trouble sleeping
that night as the storm howled like an angry beast, hurling itself against the
walls. He kept on thinking about his dream and what it meant. He felt like
it hadn't just been a dream, but a warning. Hisster wasn't exactly the friendliest
shadow talon he'd met and having to share an island with the wisp
talons probably wouldn't settle well with him. He would be more
likely to try and kick the wisp talons off the island before
living with them and Zoltar didn't want that for the wisp talon; not
after he'd met Emerald.
He knew that he
couldn't side with the wisp talons though, that would be betraying his
tribe. He didn't want to just go along with the shadow talons either. If
he did there was a high chance of the wisp talons being kicked off the island
or worse; ending up dead. After all they weren't the most vicious of
tribes as far as he could see.
The other option was him
trying to get Hisster to share the island, but Hisster would have his
heart if he so much as mentioned the idea. Zoltar sighed sadly. Life
just wasn't clear cut for him.
‘Well maybe I could get
the Ruby of Fire and threaten the Hisster to live with the wisp talons. That
could work. Yes, I’ll do that. It's about time I stood up to that porpoise in
scales,’ Zoltar
thought defiantly. It was time for him to start acting like a dragon and grow a
spine. He could cower in the corner and just let the shadow talons
take over the island or he could do what was right and try to bring a
peaceful outcome amongst both tribes. The wisp talons would benefit
by having the beast gone and the shadow talons would have a new home. That
would be much better than having a war and if he'd helped bring that to being,
well let’s just say that he was sure Scorpus would be proud of him if he did.
Sighing
with the content that he'd formed a plan, Zoltar tried to get to
sleep, but still fear gripped his heart deep inside and sleep wasn't peaceful.
Dark cat like creatures haunted his dreams that night and be the time morning
peeked over the horizon Zoltar felt like he’d run a marathon.
“Come on sleepy head, time
to get up,” Felistia whispered, gentle nudging Zoltar’s wing.
“Five more minutes,” Zoltar
yawned sleepily, tucking his head under his wing.
“Come on you have to wake
up,” Felistia said firmly as she batted Zoltar again.
“Go away,” Zoltar hissed
from under his wing.
“Let me handle this,”
Shiraku growled, walking up to Zoltar.
Felistia stepped aside as
Shiraku strode up to Zoltar and lifted up his ebony wing. Zoltar squeezed his
eyes shut and flopped a paw over his snout.
Shiraku leaned in close to
his ear and whispered, “Wake up or I will shout down your ear hole. I’ve heard
that shadow talons have very sensitive hearing.”
“Okay you have me! I’ll get
up!” Zoltar cried, twisting way from Shiraku. The last thing he needed was a
head ache.
“See, I told you I was good
at waking dragons up,” Shiraku said smugly.
“In a rather rude way,”
Zoltar mumbled to himself as he rubbed his eyes and stretched like a cat.
“Come on guys we need to
hunt before we lose to much daylight,” Felistia urged as she plunged out the
entrance and into the sun light.
Yawning, Zoltar followed,
still feeling very sluggish. Shiraku whizzed past him on the way out and nearly
knocked him off his feet.
“Rrr, I don’t know
whether I prefer her grumpy at me or like this. Either way she's getting on my
nerves,” Zoltar grumbled, flying after Shiraku’s departing tail.
The night’s storm looked
like it had cleansed the forest. Drops of crystal clear water slid down emerald
leaves onto the ground below. All the rich scents of the jungle seemed to have
come alive during the night. The sweet notes of the birds sounded brighter and
the whole forest just felt more colorful as Zoltar flew over the canopy.
“Keep your eyes open for
prey,” Felistia called back to Zoltar. Her golden eyes were trained on the
trees below.
“Why don’t we separate?
That way we can cover more ground,” Zoltar suggested. He hoped Felistia would
say yes. He really needed to look for the tablet the shadow talon soldiers had
lost in the forest. Autumn was fading fast and that meant he had little over
nine months left to find the ruby. He'd spent enough time on the island and now
he needed to move on. He already had a lead on where the tablet was and he was
sure that he'd find it near or in the beast's cave.
“Okay, but meet back at the
cave before sundown,” Felistia answered, flying off to the south of the island.
“See you at sunset,”
Shiraku called, heading in the opposite direction from Felistia.
‘Now to look for that
tablet,’ Zoltar
thought, soaring off to the east, ‘I will have to brave the beast's
cave.' A thin shiver of fear ran down his spine as he remembered the
beast's terrifying roars and his fellow shadow talons screams.
Zoltar heaved a shuddering breathe. He'd just have to squish down his
fear and complete the mission. The shadow talons needed the island and it was
up to him to finish the mission to get the Ruby of Fire.
After about an hour or so
Zoltar arrive back at the clearing he’d visited two days ago with Emerald.
He landed on the wet, soot covered earth. The forest surrounding the clearing
was dark as ever. He cautiously crept into the trees, his eyes darting from
shadow to shadow. Anything could be lurking in the gloom, watching him with
hungry eyes. Fear ran over his scales like a stream of terror, trying to
convince him to turn back. Small beads of water dropped down on Zoltar's
scales as he walked through the gloomy forest towards the Exltron’s den.
The scent of the shadow talons was masked by the new earthy smells erupting
from the undergrowth.
Zoltar had to snuffle
around in the leaf litter before he could find the trail, but it was there,
pulling him towards its source. Soon he was right were Emerald had left him two
days ago. The entrance to the cave was like the gaping mouth of a ravenous
beast just waiting to swallow him whole.
Zoltar didn't know whether
it was his mind playing tricks on him, but he was sure the sulfur smell was
stronger than before.
‘Must just be my
imagination,’
Zoltar thought, focusing on the inky depths in front of him. He slowly inched
forward, taking the out-most care not to make a sound. His eyes and ears
strained for the slightest hint of danger.
The cave ended shortly a
few meters into the mountainside. The floor was padded with rotting leaves and
branches and the smell clouding the air was nearly unbearable. In the far
corner, almost hidden in the gloom was a ghostly white shadow talon skeleton.
Zoltar edged closer to the bones.
Were his eyes deceiving him or was the shadow talon holding the rock slab?
‘He is,’ Zoltar realized, gently taking the
tablet out of the shadow talons claws.
Just then Zoltar’s keen
ears pick up the sound of a twig snapping outside. It didn't sound very far
away. 'The Exltron must be nearby,' Zoltar realized as he heard a few
more branches crack. Biting down on the stone slab he dashed out the
cave and into the forest. He raced for the clearing as quickly and quietly as
he could.
Suddenly a bone chilling
roar fill the air and Zoltar’s gut twisted. The beast had discovered where he’d
been and by the sound of it, it was not happy.
Zoltar broke into a run,
tearing through the forest. He didn’t care if he made a noise, all he knew was
that he needed to get out of there and fast. Twigs cracked under his feet as he
hurtled over bushes and fallen branches. Sticks and stones flew out from under
his paws as he raced for the clearing.
Zoltar thought he was going
to make it. Maybe he’d get out the forest in time, but then he heard a sound
that made his blood run cold. The pounding of paws against the undergrowth and
the clang of claws hitting stones.
‘Not again,' Zoltar thought, picking up the
pace. He wasn’t going to make it in time. The beast would catch up to him
before he could reach the clearing. He was going to have to try something else.
Zoltar looked around the
woods, desperately looking for a place to escape. He spied a cave carved out of
the mountain side. The entrance was so well hidden by thick bushes and dangling
creepers that Zoltar nearly ran past it. Only at the last second did he realize
it was a cave and swerved towards it. He plunged through the opening, the
thorny bushes scraping his scales with spear like points.
Zoltar ducked into the
shadows, hoping that his dark scales would hide him from the beasts glowing red
eyes. The earth stopped trembling as the Exltron slowed to a stop outside
Zoltar’s cave. It snuffled around, trying to pick up the shadow talons scent.
The Exltron stopped sniffing after a few seconds and let out a roar of triumph.
It charged nose to the ground straight towards where Zoltar was crouching. It
rammed its ugly black head through the entrance and stopped short. It was
stuck. No matter how it struggled and pawed at the ground, it could not get in.
‘It must be too big to
fit through the opening,’ Zoltar thought, but his relief was short lived as the Exltron began
throwing itself against the cave in fiery. Cracks scuttled over the ceiling and
walls and small rocks began tumbled down from the top of the cave. They whacked
against Zoltar’s wings and back, sending spurts of sharp pain shoot over his
body as the Exltron angrily hurled its self against the walls. Zoltar looked
around wildly for a place to escape the tsunami of rocks falling from the
ceiling. The only escape was farther into the cave, down a long twisting tunnel
that disappeared into black nothingness. Zoltar wasn't sure he wanted to do
into the darkness. Anything could be down that, waiting with clawed fingers and
cold dead eyes.
The Exltron thundered
another blood curdling roar and Zoltar tossed his fears to the wind. If
anything was waiting for him down there it was far safer than waiting for
the Exltron to bust its way into the cave. Turning tail and running,
Zoltar let the darkness swallow him until nothing but blackness surrounded
him and the dull thumps of the Exltron still trying to get in.
Zoltar stopped walking and
looked around, letting his nocturnal eyes adjust to the gloom. The tunnel
stretched out endlessly into more darkness and side passages twisted off from
the main one. It would be easy to get lost in these tunnels and that was the
last thing he needed right now. The light from outside still let off a faint
glow along the length of passage behind him so he knew which way was back.
All he needed to do now was to wait for the Exltron to grow tired of ramming
its self against the walls and leave.
With a soft sigh, Zoltar
lay down on the cool rock floor. His wings and scales were burning like
fire, but Zoltar couldn't see properly enough to see whether there was any
real damage. He'd just have to be patient and wait till he could go
out into the sunlight. He could feel drowsiness slowly sank in and he
found himself closing his eyes. It could be a good few hours before it was safe
to come out and he might as well get some rest in the meantime just so long as
he kept his ears open for danger.
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