(Drace)

I woke up again still in front of the cave. My head hurt a little, so did my stomach. That mushroom hurt. That’s when I noticed the remains of the mushroom. It was a small pile of glowing blue stuff. I could throw up again if I had anything left in my stomach.

But something changed in my head, I think. I don’t know what, but I think it is because of that darn mushroom. Whatever it was, for some reason, I don’t care. The only thing on my mind right now is what those stones were.

”Stones?” I heard something say.

I jumped back at listening. I fell butt first and ended up on my back. I got up as quickly as I could, which took about a minute, and looked around. Nothing. There was no creature in sight.

”I am not just any creature young one,” I heard whatever it was say.

then, from the trees, I large bird like creature flew out of the leaves and landed in front of me. It wasn’t the size of my parents, but it was at least three times my size. It had neon green feathers, no wonder I couldn’t see it. It also had two, bright orange eyes. It had two large, scaly wings with sharp claws on each wing tip. It’s tail was short and covered with feathers. It’s head had a long beak with sharp, jagged edges.

I was scared, not as scared when I saw my dad, but close to it.

”Calm down, little one. You have no reason to be afraid,” the creature said in a soothing voice.

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I didn’t like this bird brain one bit.

”Who are you calling bird brain, tiny!” It shouted.

’Wait a minute. Can you read my thoughts?’ I thought.

“Why yes, I can. I am a blord after all!” it said.

’Whats a blord?’ I thought.

the blord scoffed slightly and said, “A blord is a telepathic bird. We can read minds, but only when we want to. Now back to the subject, what are these stones your talking about?”

’Well, there were these seven pillars with I think pictures on them,’ I thought.

The blord went wide eyed and started shouting in happiness and dancing about. I tilted my head slightly in confusion and waited for the blord to stop doing whatever the heck it was doing. Eventually the darn bird stopped. But it stopped so suddenly that it made me afraid for a second. I could see fear in it’s eyes. It looked away from the cave and into the forest. I looked as well. I saw the shrubs start moving.

Then the blord started flapping it’s wings and then swooped down and grabbed me and flew up into the tree. Once the blord landed in the trees, it watched down below. I watched, too. Suddenly, a large, familiar creature came out of the forest and went into the cave. It was my dad.

The blord whispered, “That neotorn is your father?”

’yeah. What’s a neotorn?’ I thought.

”Neotorns are the dominant species here. And that Neotorn is the alpha of life,” The blord said.

’Alpha of life,” I thought.

Just as the blord was about to answer me, dad stopped walking and looked directly at us. Right as he made I contact with me, the blord took off with me in his bird like feet. I was suddenly jolted by the sudden motion of the blord. I think he damaged my spine.

I watched as the blord flew, my dad looked at us for a moment, then he ran into the cave. I could hear a loud, angry roar from him. If there was money here, I would bet five bucks that dad thinks this blord kidnapped me, which he did in a sense.

I heard the blord laugh a little. Then he said, “He does not sound happy. Now tell me where those stones are.

I thought about where they were and then the blord began flying toward the stones.

Well, I think it began flying there. I don’t know.