01 Whisper of Waves by Forgotten Realms

Author:Forgotten Realms [Realms, Forgotten]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-04-10T16:05:59.602000+00:00

Marek giggled and checked againexactly a foot. "Impressive," Insithryllax said. "They're progressing well." The dragon stood on the hill next to him in his natural form. The great bulk of the wyrm towered over the Red Wizard. Marek could feel Insithryllax's breathing like an intermittent breeze. "They are, aren't they?" Marek replied. The firedrake on the far left of the formation swerved off and dived, then the next one in line followed, and so on until the whole formation had turned and headed straight for the rocky landscape of Marek's pocket dimension. The target was one of the big, ugly grubs. "They're going too fast," Insithryllax observed, but Marek wasn't sure he was right. "They won't be able to pull up." Marek craned his neck to see around a huge promontory of gray-black stone. "There!" he said. Nine more black firedrakes, also in a V formation, skimmed six feet off the ground, following the contours of the terrain. They flew even faster than the group that was diving, their wings beating so furiously they were nothing but blurs in the air around their lithe bodies. Marek could see by the roll of their eyes that their attention was on the ground most of the time, their gaze flicking at the grubs for just a fraction of a second to keep them on target. But they never looked up. "Ah..." the black dragon breathed. The diving firedrakes fell on the second formation with fang-lined jaws agape. One of them missed and hit the hard ground headfirst so fast its neck snapped like a twig and it died quivering a heartbeat later. The other eight found their targets, latching onto whatever piece of the other firedrakes they could get their teeth onwings, necks, heads, legsand instead of crashing, they rode along with their fellows. They all veered off course and the one firedrake that was alone dipped and swerved, confused by the sudden disarray of their once-precise formation. One pair hit the ground and skidded to a stop, snapping at each other all the while. The rest eventually broke apart and went their separate ways, roaring and hissing at each other in the air while trying their damnedest to get back into their groups and go back after the grub. "Wonderful!" Marek shouted above the din of wing beats, roars, and the whistle of serpentine bodies knifing through the air. "They weren't going for the grub," Insithryllax said. "They were going for the other firedrakes. They're starting to think like warriors." "Warriors... yes," Marek whispered, The two groups of black firedrakes split off from each other and whirled higher and higher into the air, forming back into groups, responding to the shrieking calls of their leaders, the two biggest firedrakes. "Quite something," Insithryllax said. "You can be very proud." Marek shrugged off the sarcasm in the black dragon's voice. "Do you mean for them to do this sort of thing in a human city?" the wyrm asked. "No..." Marek said, thinking as he spoke.

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