Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is when you get around to reading this).
The reviewathon continues,
First Impression: Short. Felt like a filler almost. Would function much better fitted to the end of the previous chapter in my opinion. Still nice little conversation, establishes a few things and helps us understand the personalities of these three dragons.
So on with this,
What was a Sea Talon doing here? Zoltar thought, panicking slightly. The last thing he needed was a Sea Talon. Their tribe hated the Shadow Talons and with good reason. The Shadow Talons had been at war with them little over ten years ago. Resentment and hatred between the two tribes still ran deep.
Zoltar started to think staying the night in the cave might not be such a good idea. The Sea Talon could get violent.
Then again, she was an exile like Felistia if she was here. Maybe the feels weren’t as strong with her. After all, her own tribe had deserted her. Bearing a grudge against the Shadow Talons would seem to be the last of her worries at the moment.
Zoltar knew he needed a place to stay and going out now that it was almost dark would definitely be more dangerous than staying here. Besides, Felistia would must know the history between his and the Sea Talon’s tribe. She wouldn’t have brought him here if she thought there’d be blood shed. Maybe the best thing to do would be to act like nothing was wrong.
Heavy on the thoughts there. Gives us a lot of nice exposition and insights into Zoltar in general. Lovely little piece.
“How can you see anything?” Zoltar asked, looking at the fuzzy shapes of the two dragons in front of him. He could see them quite well in the amethyst light shining from his eyes, but Shadow Talons were one of the only dragons in Megalonia to have nocturnal vision. Sea Talons and Ice Talons were practically blind at night.
Those two seem to contradict each other. How can they be fuzzy but he can still see clearly?
Zoltar saw the Sea Talon roll her eyes in an exasperated way, before there was a flash of brilliant blue light, blinding Zoltar temporarily. After a few moments he opened his scrunched up eyes and blinked away the tears streaming from them. The Sea Talon was standing in the middle of the cave and every scale on her body was glowing in an eerie turquoise light.
That's an interesting addition.
“Hello,” Zoltar said, hoping to keep things on the friendly side. It was so strange talking to dragons that weren’t part of his tribe like this. Sure he had done a fair amount back when they’d traded with outsiders, but that had only been on strictly professional terms. Never had he thought he’d have a friendly conversation with a dragon other than a Shadow Talon. It just wasn’t normal.
So there was never even one dragon that was just like "I'm going to make some friends." Seems odd that he would have never met another talkative and friendly dragon.
“You’ll have to excuse her,” Felistia said, “She doesn’t take well to new comers. You won’t be able to shut her up after she gets to know you though.”
“Not if it’s a Shadow Talon,” Shiraku hissed through gritted teeth. She got up and strode over to the far side of the cave.Huffing to herself, Shiraku closed her golden eyes as she curled her head under her wing. Her scales slowly dimmed back to a dark blue in the cave’s shadows.
“Well…,” Felistia said, turning back to him after watching Shiraku, “I guess you should get some sleep then.”
Zoltar cast a questioning glance at Shiraku.
Neat little bit of conversation though I am wondering as to how much Zoltar is trusting Felistia at this point. Sure he has very bad alternatives but I'd expect somewhat more doubt to be present in his mind.
Zoltar lay down near the entrance to the cave. He wasn’t sure how to feel about Shiraku. She wasn’t as bad as he’d expected, but she wasn’t going act like nothing had happened either. Whatever happened between them, he’d have to deal with it has it came.
I get the feeling we might see more of Shiraku as the story goes forward but I could be wrong.
Zoltar stared out through the vines hanging from the cave entrance. The forest was dark and gloomy. The sun had fallen behind the mountains and dusk was crawling over the island. Eerie calls were floating through the humid air, their sounds warped by the dank wind that was blowing over the trees. The two full moons were slowly rising over the mountains like antique silver dishes on a star studded table cloth of cobalt blue.
Every now and then a high pitched screech would rip through the night air reminding Zoltar of what lay outside the cave. He still had to get a Wisp Talon Scale and if he survived that there was a list of other tasks he had to complete.
Zoltar looked up at the twinkling stars and sighed. It was going to be a long year.
Nice ending to it. Still seems weird how much he trusts these two after being told outcasts are horrible but it makes sense in his situation I suppose.
Well bit of a quick one. That's done too.
Overall: Nice little quick conversation. Not much happens but shows a hint of the personalities of the three dragons.
Anyway that's it. Another chapter that I had very little to actually point out.
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Harry
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