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Mason glared at her comment. "Rude." He nodded and sat down on the couch, then he lay down on his stomach. "Why am I gonna need to feel so much pain?" He had his arms under his head, his face in the middle of the triangle his arms made, so it to under muffled when he asked the question. He fake cried, feeling useless even though he hurt like hell. "So what do you do all day here? In the nowhere." He asked in a rather childish tone.

His spleen had been penetrated and punctured when he had been stabbed, left to bleed out and die. The spleen is just a big sack of blood, but it's never good to lose a big sack of blood.

He looked up to see Rome, standing in the doorway, looking at the slight spot of blood that had been on the bandage since he'd first seen her, realizing that she had been extremely pale. "Rome, did you get shot or stabbed?" He asked, twisting to look at her. "Shot, yes, stabbed, just you. Don't ask how." She stared at him. "Now lay down flat, you're bleeding, idiot." She looked away, Sarah was approaching Mason. He tucked his face back and hmphed.

The gradual fading of daylight brought the the camp slower and slower into darkness. It wasn't very noticeable now, but although the sun was not low enough for the rustlers to start lighting their lanterns, it would probably be so in a couple of hours. Draein thankfully had almost finished building his tent, and had a few more poles to rearrange before everything was set up. Unfortunately, one of the tent poles had been tangled up with a few others, so he had spent a good half hour frustratingly attempting to untangle them. Once they had finally been untangled, the young dragon rustler was able to get them in their proper positions, sliding the poles through the openings in the tent's fabric. Now, all that was needed was to secure it to the ground, and this he quickly set into action, taking each end of the tent and staking it to the ground. This went by fairly well, with the exception of one stake nearly tearing the end of the tent up. However, Draein was able to finish without any casualties, and stood in front of the final result with a proud smile of victory.

A loud crackling noise turned him from his accomplishment, and he saw that some of his colleagues had already started the campfire. Thankfully, no rain had come yet, so it looked like they could sit by the fire and keep the cold of the night away without any problems. Draein's joy increased when three of the rustlers, who had been assigned for hunting duty, had just come back from their outing, carrying a small deer and one or two ducks. Hungry as always, the others in the camp crowded around the prey, and gave them to the best known cook in the camp to prepare them. While they waited for their meal, they occupied themselves by telling hilariously tall tales, many of which included ghosts or the even greater horror of the dreaded annual tax collection.

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Sarah sighed and kneeled on her knees next to the couch. She spread the soap out on the wound and dabbed it off with the washcloth. "Because that's how injuries work, genius." She paused before answering the next question. "Well.. I figure out more dragonback hunting skills with Ryu, and I guess that's pretty much it. I love this island because nobody stops here. Except for you and Rome." She wrapped the bandaging around the wound, which looked less bloody then when she started. "Now stay put." She got up, went to the counter, and took out a couple plates, along with five bowls. Sarah turned off the stove and forked a couple pieces of venison on the plates and bowls. She handed a plate and two bowls to Rome. "The plate is for you, and the bowls are for Ziklag and Iphtahel." She handed Mason a plate, "Here. Now eat." She set two more bowls on the floor, of which Ryoko and Kaito slunk over to and ate, and set the last one outside for Ryu. She then sat at the table and began eating herself.

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Atayi glided along as the last streaks of sunlight disappeared behind the horizon. "You're probably going to hate me for this, Atayi, but I think we should fly through the night. We'll get to the Archipelago faster that way." Atayi spoke, but of course, Eli not being able to understand Serpent-Tongue, didn't know what she said. Zai curled up, her wings spread over Atayi's neck to keep balance as she slept. "Keep heading Southwest, by morning we should be only a day's flight away." Elijah murmered, letting the reins go slack. He layed down on Atayi's back, he could clearly feel her wing muscles working when she flapped. He watched the stars, picking out constellations.

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Mason's leg was twitching as he tried not to make a terrible squeaking noise while she cleaned it, covering his wincing and contorted face. "Well sorry, Zeus wasn't having it today, been a pain in the arse since this morning." Looking up, chin on the palms. "But I don't wanna stay put." He complained, feigning some type of death that was completely fake and looked fake, he shut up when he saw food, he didn't want to embarrass himself, and ate his food rather fast, but not like he did normally, with the appetite of a pride of lions. He took a minute to reflect on the fact that a few minutes ago, he had basically been dead, probably had a concussion, a day broke his back somewhere along the way, that's what it felt like at least.

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Sarah rolled her eyes. "Stay put anyway. You need rest. If I find you off that couch, I will personally give Kaito permission to attack you while your sleeping." At this, Kaito looked up from his bowl. His emerald green eyes flicked to Mason. Ryoko finished and launched to the air, landing on top of Mason. She dramatically layed down on top of him, splayed out like a pancake. "Huh. Looks like Ryoko likes you. Thats weird, she usually doesn't like anyone." Sarah said, taking Kaito's and Ryoko's empty bowls and putting them in the sink. "Nah, you can just put that in the sink. I'll take care of it later."

She grabbed her hoodie and put it on, sliding her bow and her quiver on too. "Ryu and I always go out for a night flight. Wanna come, Rome?"

"Oh Fire Storm that's a nice name" Amber gently smirked in a friendly way before realising she must stop herself. She jumped down out of the tree and pointed to each dragon "This guy here is Smaug" she points the the grey/black dragon "He is one of my hunting dragons! He's fast" Amber turns slightly the the left "This is Kayda as you know she is protective and isn't a fan of strangers hence she swallowed her meat whole, she is also a hunting dragon " she points at a the small chubby dragon "...and sorry again for earlier!"
Amber pats Nymeria "This is Nymeria, she is my riding dragon..I usually have her tack on her but it's gone to old and broken hence I made a deal with...SHOOT! I made a deal! With a man to help tame his dragon!" Amber winces and puts her face in her hands

He raised an eyebrow. "looks like - " he shook his head and talked in the human language. "Looks like you'd better go do that then." Fire Storm nudged him, almost knocking him over. "What did she SAY?!" He facepalmed and sighed. "She said she likes your name. She introduced her dragons, and then she realized she made a deal with someone or whatever so I'm telling her she should go do it." Fire Storm blinked. "Oh. Ok!" She wandered off, and he shook his head. He loved the dragon - she was his only family (at least the only family he knew well and that liked him), but she could be exasperating at times.

"Your right, I should go..thanks for the meat!" Amber whistles to Nymeria and signals to Smaug and Kayda to follow. Nymeria launches into the air and does a circle above sage. " I hope we meet again!" she shouted.

amber fly's back home to find the man waiting at her door

"s-sorry mister, I um, I went hunting for food, I thought I would be back in time" The man chuckled "Don't worry about it miss!" He hands her a piece of rope to which she follows it behind a tree and there was a baby dragon. "Oh um sir..? This dragon is a baby.." The man looks at her confused "yeah so? I need you to tame it so I can begin his training"

Amber gasps slightly and now knows that this man is bad, amber however agrees anyway so she could still get her much need dragon tack.

"It's alright little one, I won't hurt you...I think I know where to take you"

The man takes Nymeria's measurements and leaves.

He watched the girl fly away and got right back to business. "Ok, we're freeing dragons at another prison. And by we, I mean me." Fire Storm nodded and he climbed on her back. They flew a few miles until they reached the prison. He slid off her back and crept to the edge, looking at all the guards stationed there. Damn, they must have added more guards after my last job.Fire Storm winced. "Are you sure about this?" Sage scanned the area, counting the gaurs, then gave up. "Nope." He started down the slope and began to free the dragons. He gave the call to fly away and ran, since the guards knew he was there. He felt a sudden burning pain in his side, and knew he had been shot. He stumbled, but regained his footing and ran into the woods. He leaned against a tree, hand held to his side. He looked at the wound and groaned. "Great," he muttered. He sat down, vision wavering, and used his dagger to dig the bullet out. He hissed in pain and then yanked some of his hair out, twisting it. He took out a deer bone needle and sewed himself up. He staggered a bit farther into the forest, where Fire Storm was waiting. "You got hurt!" He grunted. "I'm fine, just tired. I lost a lot of blood." He was, in fact, in horrible pain, but he didn't want to worry her, so he lay down and closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep. He wouldn't worry about washing the blood off his shirt - it was a mess anyway.