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Spikes Quest - Chapter 5: Rendezvous at Mt. Vouderon
The early morning sunrise brought clear skies, great for traveling through the ridge. The dragon group walked at a brisk pace. Well, most of them did. Floating above the other four walking dragons, the red winged dragon was flying and lazily doing loops in the air.
“Oh man, its great to finally stretch out these wings!” he said happily. Mangle bounced back from his depression rather quickly after gaining a clear mission towards saving his brother and friends.
“So, how long till we get to Mt. Vou-der-on?” Spike asked as he admired Mangles agility in the air. He too, was glad to see Mangle be his cheerful self.
“Not that far!” Mangle exclaimed, “We should be there by early afternoon.” Mangle, being the only one of the group able to fly up and find the mountain they were headed towards, was leading the group towards it.
“So has anyone been to Mt. Vouderon before?” Spike asked to the group.
The land based dragons all shook their heads, while Mangle swooped in. “Nope! But I have heard of it from Garble. See, he was our representative and was invited to a meeting of all the dragon groups in the ridge. They wanted to set up some kind of alliance or something like that. I dont really get that stuff, but if we joined, then if something were to happen, like wed get in a tough spot, then we would have back up, at least thats what Garble said.
“So its like a government?” Spike asked.
“Sounds like one,” Magma answered, “Dragons dont have a single leader, or even one for each territory; Southern Ridge, Northern Heights, Western Swamps, or Eastern Badlands. We just kind of do what we want and handle things on our own.
“But a dragon decided that it would be smarter to have some kind of organization,” Mangle chimed in, “just in case some disaster happened. And thus, the dragon council was formed. He contacted the representatives of the scattered groups in the ridge, where they meet up, make deals, assign territories, combine groups, and other stuff like that.
“So whats the mountain look like?” Spike asked.
“Well see when we get there!” Mangle exclaimed, flipping in the air.
“You make that look too easy, Mangle,” Magma noted, as he did another aerial back flip.
“After being stuck underground for so long, I have to make up for lost flight time!” Mangle shouted back elatedly as he flapped up higher along the crevasse they were currently traveling through.
Bringing up the rear was Snort and Sharp. Sharp was being quieter than usual. Normally, he wouldve had something to add to the conversation, or even some sarcastic comments to make about their new friends over-enthusiastic nature. Instead, he kept his eyes looking downward as he walked, as if thinking to himself. Snort took note of this, and tried to start up a conversation with him.
“Hey, so whatd ya think about the new guy?” Snort asked.
“Huh? Hes okay, I guess, Sharp huffed looking up at Mangle.
“He sure is real helpful, being able to get a nice aerial view, and know exactly how to get to where were going,” Snort ribbed, trying to get some kind of rise out of Sharp.
“I guess so,” Sharp said dismissively. He slouched a bit more as he walked.
“Youre not jealous of him are you?” Snort jibed again, still trying to get a reaction.
“No,” Sharp said dejectedly. He just kept walking, but changed his gaze back to the ground.
“Wait, are you?” Snort asked, suddenly becoming more concerned with Sharps demeanor. “I mean, I know you have trouble flying, but I wouldnt think that seeing him do loop-de-loops would bring you down so much. I always figured you were just a late bloomer or something, none of us would fault you for that.
Sharp sighed, Look, its not that. Im not jealous of his flying skills, or that he can fly and I cant yet. Sharp began to explain, Its just-
“Hey you guys!” yelled from Mangle up from up front, “You gotta come see this!” Sharp was cut off.
The two bringing up the rear sped up to catch up with the front three who were standing in awe, at the view just past the exit of the ridge.
“Whoa,” the dragons said in unison, “That looks so freaking cool.”
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The early morning sunrise brought clear skies, great for traveling through the ridge. The dragon group walked at a brisk pace. Well, most of them did. Floating above the other four walking dragons, the red winged dragon was flying and lazily doing loops in the air.
“Oh man, its great to finally stretch out these wings!” he said happily. Mangle bounced back from his depression rather quickly after gaining a clear mission towards saving his brother and friends.
“So, how long till we get to Mt. Vou-der-on?” Spike asked as he admired Mangles agility in the air. He too, was glad to see Mangle be his cheerful self.
“Not that far!” Mangle exclaimed, “We should be there by early afternoon.” Mangle, being the only one of the group able to fly up and find the mountain they were headed towards, was leading the group towards it.
“So has anyone been to Mt. Vouderon before?” Spike asked to the group.
The land based dragons all shook their heads, while Mangle swooped in. “Nope! But I have heard of it from Garble. See, he was our representative and was invited to a meeting of all the dragon groups in the ridge. They wanted to set up some kind of alliance or something like that. I dont really get that stuff, but if we joined, then if something were to happen, like wed get in a tough spot, then we would have back up, at least thats what Garble said.
“So its like a government?” Spike asked.
“Sounds like one,” Magma answered, “Dragons dont have a single leader, or even one for each territory; Southern Ridge, Northern Heights, Western Swamps, or Eastern Badlands. We just kind of do what we want and handle things on our own.
“But a dragon decided that it would be smarter to have some kind of organization,” Mangle chimed in, “just in case some disaster happened. And thus, the dragon council was formed. He contacted the representatives of the scattered groups in the ridge, where they meet up, make deals, assign territories, combine groups, and other stuff like that.
“So whats the mountain look like?” Spike asked.
“Well see when we get there!” Mangle exclaimed, flipping in the air.
“You make that look too easy, Mangle,” Magma noted, as he did another aerial back flip.
“After being stuck underground for so long, I have to make up for lost flight time!” Mangle shouted back elatedly as he flapped up higher along the crevasse they were currently traveling through.
Bringing up the rear was Snort and Sharp. Sharp was being quieter than usual. Normally, he wouldve had something to add to the conversation, or even some sarcastic comments to make about their new friends over-enthusiastic nature. Instead, he kept his eyes looking downward as he walked, as if thinking to himself. Snort took note of this, and tried to start up a conversation with him.
“Hey, so whatd ya think about the new guy?” Snort asked.
“Huh? Hes okay, I guess, Sharp huffed looking up at Mangle.
“He sure is real helpful, being able to get a nice aerial view, and know exactly how to get to where were going,” Snort ribbed, trying to get some kind of rise out of Sharp.
“I guess so,” Sharp said dismissively. He slouched a bit more as he walked.
“Youre not jealous of him are you?” Snort jibed again, still trying to get a reaction.
“No,” Sharp said dejectedly. He just kept walking, but changed his gaze back to the ground.
“Wait, are you?” Snort asked, suddenly becoming more concerned with Sharps demeanor. “I mean, I know you have trouble flying, but I wouldnt think that seeing him do loop-de-loops would bring you down so much. I always figured you were just a late bloomer or something, none of us would fault you for that.
Sharp sighed, Look, its not that. Im not jealous of his flying skills, or that he can fly and I cant yet. Sharp began to explain, Its just-
“Hey you guys!” yelled from Mangle up from up front, “You gotta come see this!” Sharp was cut off.
The two bringing up the rear sped up to catch up with the front three who were standing in awe, at the view just past the exit of the ridge.
“Whoa,” the dragons said in unison, “That looks so freaking cool.”
Next: >>553563
Previous: >>501835
First: >>428837
Fizzle is Braeburn,
Sharp is Scootaloo^^