Chapter Six: Travel

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"Hey, so...How much longer?!" Pigface flew up on Bonesplitter, who huffed irritably. Behind them flew the other vikings, about 200 or so.

"Pigface, I have no idea...I don't recall seeing any other islands that looked habitable." Pigface thought, turning to Bonesplitter. "Let's try that one!" The Spring Steamer dove down, its web like wings allowing it to glide over the surface. "PIGFACE!" Carloa sighed as Altostratus sped up. "Can we not race?" Carloa shouted over. Bonesplitter sped up more, and Carloa gulped as Altostratus growled lowly, putting on a burst of speed, which sent the two ahead. "Come on Bownsplitter! Let's beat them to the island!"
"Loser!" Altostratus chortled, narrowing her gaze as she looked for the other dragon. "Who's the loser now, Storm Fury?" Bonesplitter allowed Altostratus to take the lead once more, before shooting downward and onto the island. "Altostratus! GO!" With a sudden burst of speed, they broke the sound barrier, skimming the tree's as they easily beat Pigface and Bonesplitter.

. . .

One by one, each Viking touched down on the island. Since Spiteful was the chief, he was the one who planned, sending out patrols and such. "Carloa, I wish I hadn't doubted you..."





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~Back on Hulmiota Refuge ~

Hailstorm watched the three day old Lightning Fury hatchlings wrestling, purring softly as Lightning entered the den, watching their offspring play with a small smile. "Remember when I got my tail caught that one time?" Hailstorm recalled. "Yes I do, you decided that collecting lanterns was a good idea! You ended up lighting your fake tail on fire!" He laughed; settling himself down by Hailstorms side.

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