Little Dragons. Big Fun!

Lightbandit happily bounce around on the cart his father pulled. The were travelling to another little town, seeing if anyone wanted there wares. The hatchling was more excited to go somewhere new though. He ran around the cart, looking out.

"Daddy! Mama! Are we there yet?"

"Not yet, Lightbandit," his mom started. "You gotta be patient." Bandit huffed a little, laying down. He wanted to be there now!

Another day, another adventure. And what a day it was.

The sun burned into Shula's back as she trotted along the dirt road, tail flicking back and forth. She'd hitched a ride off a sympathetic dragon (again) and had ended up in Sveki. Sevki. Shevvie. Oh, whatever. A new continent at last!

She hummed cheerfully, earrings twinkling in the light filtering through the leaves. Her stomach growled, crying out for nourishment.
Soon! she thought. Patience is a virtue! Silver had said that a lot.

Shula's tiny wings drooped and she lost the bounce in her step. She missed her... The two had been separated a couple of months ago and since then, Shula had been alone. She missed the regal dragoness and hadn't forgotten their bond, and never would.

She sighed, head bowing. She would've been lost in sadness if the sound of wheels rolling over dirt didn't catch her attention.

She lifted her head, eyes narrowing. She looked over her shoulder. From between the trees emerged two dragons pulling a cart. Shula sniffed the air. Maybe they have food! she thought.

She dove into the bushes and crouched down. She took a deep breath and remained still. Quiet as a mouse. She held her breath as the wheels passed by, the cart rocking slightly as it rolled over stones and ridges in the earth.

Shula darted out and bounded after them. Dust trailed from her feet. She took three deep breaths and she leaped. She cleared the jump and landed on the back of the cart, rear legs dangling off the edge. She kicked at the air as she slid back, wings beating uselessly. Her eyes widened. No no kno no!

Bandit laid there, bored until he heard a thud at the back of the cart. He popped is head up, trying to see what it was. He got up and walked to the back to see....

"Shula!" He quickly ran up, helping her on the cart. Before he could say anything else though, the hatchling's mom came towards the back.

"Bandit, everything o.... Oh? Isn't this the ness you meet a while back?"

"Mhm."

"Shula!" cried a familiar voice. Talons grabbed hers and pulled her up. Shula rolled onto her back, panting.

She looked up at her saviour. "Bandit?" she said.

A shadow fell over her. She gulped. Uh oh. Adult! She darted behind Bandit and crouched, peeking over his shoulder at the adult.

(Sorry for the long wait. Stupidly busy holidays.)

Bandit was surprised when he watched Shula jump behind him, trying to hide. He looked back at her, smiling.

"This is my Mama, Shula." The dragoness looked at the female hatchling, chuckling a little bit.

"You don't have to be scared little one." She looked at Bandit for a second, before looking back. "And what would your name be?"