To Light the Dragon's Fire by Margaret Taylor

Author:Margaret Taylor [Taylor, Margaret]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00KYIVBS8
Published: 2014-06-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“Seriously, you are going to have to learn to duck, Arin.”

He snorted but couldn’t argue.

She made a soft tisking sound. “This is going to hurt.”

Arin ground his teeth together and wrapped both hands around a nearby root. “Just do it.”

Lanni sighed, snapped the shaft off near his body and with a twist and a push, sent the arrow the rest of the way through. He’d have thought after all his Suns of combat, he’d be prepared for the pain, but he wasn’t and let out a bellow that would make his Pack proud.

Sweat beaded across his face and Lanni solicitously wiped it away with the sleeve of her shirt. “All done,” she whispered. “I just need to patch it up until we can get you back to the city.”

He nodded, doing his best not to scream again as she poured the liquid he’d packed in the supplies over the two holes. It wasn’t easy, but he managed to keep the sound to a low growl in his chest.

“I know, I know, almost done,” she said quietly. “Just need to cover it.”

“Is it bad?”

She chuckled. “You’ll have another scar. We really don’t have time to stitch it up.”

He nodded, not trusting himself to say more.

She finished within a few moments and lowered his shirt again. “That’ll have to do. Can you walk?”

He drew in a long breath and let it out slowly, burying the pain like he’d been taught. At least most of it. “I can.”

Lanni rose and gathered the gear again, slinging the two bags cross ways over her shoulders. “Dinsa should return shortly. I only asked him to go as far as the beach to get Terra to safety and then come back for us.”

He pushed himself up using the tree and staggered a step. She was right there to catch him and levered herself under his arm, wrapping it over her shoulders. “Come on you, we shouldn’t have to go far before he returns.”

And they didn’t. Less than a length later, the foliage above rattled and Dinsa dropped from the air right in their path. He let out a bellowing squawk and shook his head, rattling the bit and reins of his bridle.

Lanni reached out as soon as they were close and stroked his neck. “Thank you my friend.”

To his shock, Dinsa purred at her praise, almost as if he understood every word. With an effort, she helped him up into the rear seat and balancing on one of the animal’s wings, locked the harness over his shoulders. “Have you ever ridden, a Roc before?” he managed to ask over the pain radiating from the wound.

She reached down and patted Dinsa’s leathery, scale covered side, giving him a wink at the same time. “No, but I suppose he does all the work, yes?”

He’d never flown one either and started to say so, but his mouth had gone as dry as the deserts surrounding his home. He licked his lips and pulled at the humidity in the air. It didn’t help.

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