Where The Dragon Flies (pictures included!)
written by Lizzie Scamander
When Blaze is rescued by a strange dragon he doesn't know what to think. But he is determined to find out who they are. But with wizard poachers intending to kill dragons for their magic tracking his trail it is a dangerous attempt. Will Blaze succeed...? Or fail? If you like this, please message me or post on my wall, feedback is highly appreciated!
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Hunting
Chapter 2
I knew it was reckless to call out but I did anyway. When I spoke, smoke puffed out on my breath and steam issued from my nostrils. "Wait!" My roar echoed across the landscape, and I heard yells. Human yells. As I cursed myself inwardly for my stupidity I saw wizards running below, flitting in and out of sight as the canopy of trees prevented their complete exposure to my vision. I hovered and ascended, beating my wings hard and desperately against the air, and clouds swam around me. Then a cloud carpet had formed at my clawed feet and I pressed on, relieved of the clouds'protection. Though still, I had to be careful, and drop my recklessness.
Now I had lost sight of the dragon ahead of me. I flew faster, and my previously leisure pace dropped. As I proceeded I jumped, startled, as a jet of red light shot up vertically in front of me. I paused, doubtful and anxious, but hastened on despite my reluctance. I could faintly hear the wizard poachers'yells far down below, but then they faded out and the peace and tranquility of the day returned.
Grateful for my luck I slowed, and exhaled deeply. I would never express any oral noise when poachers were around, for sure. But I could not take this mildly. Wizards could apparate, and catch up with me easily how ever far I went. Yet I did have an advantage, as they had no immediate directions on which to follow. They had no idea where I would go.
With this reassuring thought in mind I pressed on,until my wings tired and I had to land. I knew the way to energize myself was to eat something, but wasn't it too dangerous to hunt when there were poachers around? They can't be very near here, I thought as I considered. Then, daringly, I swooped lower and descended cautiously. The trees seemed to grow taller as I went down and then they were above me, and I was at their roots.
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I sniffed the air. No human scents. Good. I folded my wings and proceeded to investigate the area. Any animal signs? I noticed an unnaturally bent piece of grass, and inhaled the sprig. A deer had passed through here - two deer! I licked my lips hungrily, and followed the trail the animals had left. They shouldn't be too far away, for the trail scent was not faint, but fresh.
And then I saw them. A stag and a doe, peering attentively at me, a large, menacing predator, in their eyes.
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I didn't hesitate. Inhaling deeply, I summoned up all the fire I had stored and released it, with a large, exhaling breath. A large fireball I expressed, and it grazed the doe's flank. She screamed a shriek of pain and darted off. The stag had already departed, and he was no longer visible.
But the doe was. I launched upon her, and before long she was motionless and limp. Hungrily, I devoured the meal. Afterward, my hunger was satisfied, and I licked my lips, relishing the last taste on my tongue. Then I considered what to do next. Ascend into the sky to keep flying on my trip northward again, or stay here to rest?
Then I whirled around. For someone, or something, was behind me.
