The first thing I saw was the wings. Rather hard to miss them.

It was not that the Faye were scary, just surprising. Most of the Faye had feathered wings, ranging in color from a crow to a macaw. But, the rare few Faye, had horns.. And DRAGON wings.

I sat there in awe, staring at the majesty above my head, high up in the jungle treetops.

Peter decided to use the rare occasion of me not asking a million questions to tell me more about the Faye. In particular, the dragon Faye.

"faye are equally smart as humans, but are quite a bit smaller. Three feet five inches was the record I think.

Their color isn't hereditary. For the feathers, scales, or skin color.

Dragon Faye are really rare, only one in a thousand.

Their form of government is a monarchy of the queen or king and their choose successor. " Peter said, rapid fire.

"this is extremely interesting and everything, but how does this help me get home? They can fly yes, but I can't. And I doubt they can carry me. " I said in protest.

Peter sighed in disappointment at my tunnel vision. "I was getting there." he grumbled. "dragon Faye can turn into fire breathing, ten foot tall dragons." Peter finished without enthusiasm.

"WHAT?!" I half shouted, scaring some of the Faye like birds.

"yes, now quiet down so I can call our friend to take you back." Peter said, looking around apprehensively. He cupped his hands to his mouth, and the slow song of the Neverbird sounded out.

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A few minutes later, I heard wing beats heavier than normal, causing the air to vibrate.

I turned around to look behind me and saw a large black dragon flying toward us. Outwardly, I was calm. Inwardly, I was furiously praying this went better than my last... Interaction with dragons.

As the dragon landed, Peter introduced us. "Branch, meet Kiana, the chosen successor of Queen Jynn, and ambassador to the Lost Boys.

An arrow nicked Peter's ear.

"and Girls." he finished calmly.

"pleasure to meet you." I said, bowing like a gentleman in respect.

Kiana said nothing. Dragons are unable to talk, and shifting back and forth would take too much energy. Instead, she swung her triangular head to Simon and hummed to him.

"she wishes to know what we are in need of. " Simon translated.

I stepped forward. "I was separated from my crew and marooned here during a storm. I wish to rejoin my friends, but have no way to leave the island."

She hummed again and leaned her head towards me so our eyes met.

"are you certain this is what you want?" Simon translated for her.

I took a deep breath... And nodded my head. "yes."

Kiana hummed some more and Simon translated.

"then say your goodbyes and climb on. I will take you."

I turned to the lost boys and lost girls. My mouth opened to say something, but nothing came out. Luckily, Fingers came to my rescue.

"don't make it weird" he said, and handed me what he had been carving.

It was a beautiful tree. Highly detailed to the point that it looked alive. In its branches, were ten different animals. On the base was carved a single finger print.

I listened to Fingers and stayed quiet, but my eyes betrayed how much it meant to me.

I felt torn between staying and leaving. Until I looked at Peter. He never said it in words... But his eyes said one simple thing.

"don't worry. One day, you will come back."

And with that, I climbed on Kiana's back, and flew away from Neverland.

For now.

But one day, I will return. Until then, there is no need to say goodbye.