Spread your wings.

You guys want another part? Because next part is ready.

Why? Because Guardians of the Galaxy was fucking awesome, that's why.

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Marcus frowned as he stared into the fire, his chin resting in his hand.

The rest of the group was also gathered around the fire. I was laying close by, watching.

The basic plan Venir and I came up with was pretty simple. I could be providing close air support during the assault of the fort ruins. Let's face it, what is a dragon but a biological A-10?

Flying, armored, lots of firepower.

"I don't like it." Marcus finally said and shook his head. "To much can go wrong. Even if Atreus here can be trusted to do his job, if he gets taken down, we would be out of luck. Too much of a risk."

"We can do it." Venir said, "You can trust him. I do."

I simply narrowed my eyes at the warrior. There was one thing to not be overly trusting, it was another one to be stupid.

He glanced at me and then turned back to Venir. "I fought in Northrend. I know everything I need to know about dragons. You trust him, that is up to you. But I am not betting my life on it."

What, me not eating you didn't clue you in that I was friendly?

Well, this was going great.

"What I don't get is how you managed to get a dragon offer to be your mount. Willingly." Sparklight said. "That's rare. Like 'only heard of it happen once before' rare."

"Let's just say that I owe my friend a lot." I said as I raised my head to look at the gnome.

He nodded and held his hands up, "Very well." and then turned to Venir, "I should be able to rig up a makeshift saddle. I'm not a leatherworker, but some padding and some straps should work until we get back to Honor Hold and you can get the real deal."

She gave him a smile. "Thanks Sparky." She said and turned back to Marcus. "So what do we do?"

Sheila, who was apparently a Warlock and not a mage, crossed her arms. "As I see it we have two options. Finish the job or return to the hold for a new one."

"We could also move on." Shieldforest injected, sipping on a cup of some kind of tea. I missed tea. "There might be other jobs in The Marsh or Terrokar Forest."

The warrior frowned in thought before he shook his head. "We return to the hold and abandon the quest. We give them the new information so they can hire a properly sized group and then we see if there is some other job available. If not, we move on."

Sparklight nodded and said, "Sounds like a plan." before he got up and turned to me, "I'll get started on the saddle thing." he said to Venir before he looked at me, pointing a small hand at me, "No eating the gnome."

"I would never eat a thinking being." I said with a snort. "Most dragons try to avoid it. Besides, gnomes taste horrible."



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I turned my head to glance back at Venir, "Ready?" I asked.

She adjusted her crossbow on her back before checking the leather straps over her hips to my armor. She was sitting on a padded section of my back just in front of my wings. "I think so."

"I'll be careful. I have not had a rider before." I said and looked around. The only remains of the campsite was the burned out firepit. Everything else was packed up.

Venir's bags went into my satchels, the tents were packed away in Sparklights gyrocopter. Seriously, I keep forgetting that these people do have technology that is quite advanced, it's just not very well spread out.

A gyrocopter is at the very least world war two level of technology. Wonder what powered it? Need to have some more conversations with Sparklight.

I watched the gnome kick the engine into motion and then climb into the pilot seat, giving Marcus a thumbs up over the roar of the engine.

The human nodded back and took to the skies on his gryphon. Sheila followed, sitting on her magic carpet as Sparklight hit the throttle and lifted off as well.

Shieldforest was already circling far above.

"Tiral okay?" I asked, glancing back at Venir again. Her moth had been very wary about getting on, but it was now clinging to my armor behind her.

She looked back at him and nodded. "Ready to go." she said and took hold of a leather strap attached to my armor in front of her.

Nodding, I stretched my wings, giving them a couple of test flaps before I took three running steps and jumped, beating my wings hard to take of.

Honestly, compared to my armor and packs, I could barely feel her weight. It didn't slow me down.

As I stabilized in the air I started to slowly circle higher with a steady beat of my wings as I glanced back at her. She was grinning happily and looking around.

She always did like flying. I was terrified taking the gryphon from Westfall to Stormwind. Venir enjoyed it.

Banking slightly, I turned around to follow the rest of the group towards the horizon.


Maybe the rest of the group will trust me when they get to know me.



AN// Many thanks to Grey Rook for betaing this section. I really should go watch movies more often. So much INSPIRATION!
 
I can just imagine my Forsaken Death Knight (Unholy, because fuck the living!) dive bombing them on his undead gryphon mount like some kind of ME 262 from hell.
 
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It was getting dark as we approached the lights of Honor Hold. A fortress set on top of a large cliff. It looked easy enough to defend. Good position.

Still, the guys in the fortress seemed like they were on the ball. Almost twenty minutes out from it we were intercepted by a flight of three gryphons that escorted us in after a shouted conversation with our esteemed leader.

Resting on the wing I followed Sparklights roaring mechanical contraption towards the large courtyard.

Pull up, two flaps, all four paws on the ground and landed.

I looked back to see Venir unstrap herself and slide off my back before stretching, her moth fluttering off to fly around on his own.

Thinking that she had the right idea I shifted my wings, streeetching as far as I could in every direction before relaxing again.

Flying for an entire day does take it a bit out of you. Think about jogging a entire day. It's something like that.

"Thank you." Venir said. "I'll go see where we can stay and if I can get you some food and water."

I nodded. "Thanks. Flight went okay on your end?"

She nodded and patted my neck. "Better than a gryphon. Smoother. Just need a real saddle...Thank you for doing this."

I snorted and gave her side a bump with my muzzle. "I'm not going to let you share a gryphon when there is a perfectly good dragon to ride." I said with a chuckle.

Venir grinned and gave my neck another pat before she walked towards the rest of the group that had gathered around Sparklights machine.

The soldiers kept a wary eye on me but nobody had been pulling their weapons so I laid down and curled up on my side, resting my head on my tailtip, floating a book from my satchel and lighting a magic light to get some reading in.

I really needed to get better at my offensive magic if I was to work with Venirs group, I had a feeling that I would need them. But I might not be able to practice with it in the middle of this place.

Hell, the soldiers looked nervous enough with me just laying here reading, yet alone flinging magic around.

Venir returned maybe an hour later with a pair of solders. One was carrying a barrel of water and the other a large bucket that smelled good.

"Sorry, they wont let you into the gryphon stable." she said and frowned, "They think you would frighten them."

"I think they are right." I chuckled and put the book away, rolling onto my paws, "Thank you." I added and gave the soldiers a nod as they put the food and water down.

They seemed quite nervous but gave nods back before quickly stepping back.

Well, I didn't expect more. Their reaction would likely be quite typical until I learned to take mortal form again.

I knew that when I chose this path. Didn't mean I liked it though.

As the soldiers left I turned to Venri, "You don't need to watch me eat. It is not pretty."

She rolled her eyes. "I have fed Gar before. That's Marcus' gryphon if you are wondering. I'm sure your table manners are not any worse than him."

Her choice.

Shrugging my wings I dug into the bucket of raw meat. "So what is the current plan?"

Venir shook her head. "Marcus is in negotiation with the Hold Commander. Apparently there is a caravan leaving for Shattrath City in a couple of days and they need more guards. They are negotiating about the price."

I nodded and drank some water. "I see."

"Want some help getting that armor off?" she asked as I finished my meal.

I shook my head and started to unstrap the helmet, lifting it off my head with my telekinesis, "No, it is better to leave it on. It is somewhat complex to put back on and it is not uncomfortable to wear. Taking the helmet off is plenty enough." I said as I laid down to rest my head on my front paws.

To my surprise she sat down as well, leaning her back against where my neck joined my shoulder and I was uncovered by the armor. She crossed her legs and arms, relaxing back against me.

"Venir?" I asked, turning my head enough to look at her.

"Not sleepy yet. We can talk for a while." She said with a smile and I snorted.

"Thank you."

She really was my best friend.

Venir rested her hand between my horns, "Just... thought you might be lonely out here."

"Honestly, not that bad." I said and shrugged my wings. "Besides, the night is clear, there is no rain. I could get some reading in later. Thank you, though, I appreciate it."

"I just wish you could at least get a roof over your head. If we are heading into the marsh, we should get a large tent for you in case it rains. I'll see if I can find one while we talk to the leatherworker about a saddle tomorrow."

Closing my eyes to relax, I let out a small breath. "So, what's happened since you left Stormwind?"




AN// Many thanks to Grey Rook for betaing this section.
 
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