Trish

[Donald Meikle]

Trish sat there absentmindedly scratching Oofa's nose, It was getting warmer
again and her wings kept sticking.
Krill had laughed at her flitting up and down like a drunken hummingbird.
Oofa arched her neck to let tiny fingers stroke inner scale roots. Warm was fine for Oofa who could sleep in a fire and had several times to Trish's despair when
she was supposed to be tending them. The golden dragon shivered suddenly
and they were both lost in a quickly disappearing cloud of dragon dust.
Trish brushed her scarf across her face and held in a sneeze. Oofa she
snapped what did you do that for? the little red eye focussed on her wings
and she suddenly understood.
Krill would have to find something else to laugh at.

She looked off into the mountains, absently fingering the dust from her nostrils, flicking balls of it toward Krill. The mountain looked different. One section of it looked like a stone giantess sitting cross legged in a long flowing robe. She seemed to be looking down into the valley of memories and concentrating on one particular cave. Trish blinked and then looked again. It took a few breaths of concentration and trish saw her again and this time clearly enough to see her grey eyes focus on her tiny winged body, zzzzzzzzzzzz
Oofa felt her flinch and glanced up at the distant mountain. Two clicks later they hovered over the grey eyed giant, another click had Krill riding Sloom beside them.
What in sweet sugarcups is that? and where did she come from?
Krill was hanging from Sloom's talons by his knees trying to get a closer look.
Sloom's eyes spun as she mind chattered madly with Oofa. Trish couldn't focus on all of it but the gist of it was what do we do? along with a lot of in the wind suggestions
Moments later they were back where they had been, looking at the distant mountain. Trish was not too happy at the quick change. She'd gotten used to the blink of nothing but did not like being dragged back and forth like a doll on a string.
Oofa sorried to her but not very earnestly. They needed time to think and She'd brought them back to before Trish had seen the mountain maiden. Sloom was as quiet as Trish had ever seen her. Even Krill was at a loss for words, or cautious enough to not use any.